My First Jr. High Dance

I’m now a World Cup soccer fan, all because of a girl named Sue.

In 1977, my friends and I had barricaded ourselves in a booth near the dance floor at the Holy Rosary Catholic School (pictured), site of our first Junior High dance. Sue approached our booth, grabbed my arm and yanked me onto the gym floor under the streamers and mirror ball.

I remember two things: 1) Andy Gibb singing, “I Just Want To Be Your Everything”, and 2) I enjoyed dancing!

I danced 21 times with 18 different girls that night.


  • I loathed running, until I tried it.
  • I hated avocados, until I tasted guacamole. (recipe below)
  • I mocked Country music, until I listened to it.
  • I was scared of girls, until I dated one.
  • I despised soccer, until I finally watched it.

Certainty can limit you. Try stuff. (140 words)

Bonus: Andy in action (add screaming girls here)

Double Bonus: My Wife’s Guacamole Recipe

Total Time: 10 min

Prep: 10 min

Yield: 3 cups

Level: Easy

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4 ripe Hass avocados

3 tablespoons freshly squeezed lime juice (1 lime)

1/2 cup small-diced sweet onion (1 small onion)

1 large garlic clove, minced

1 teaspoon kosher salt

1 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper

1 medium tomato, seeded, and small-diced


Cut the avocados in half, remove the pits, and scoop the flesh out of their shells into a large bowl (cube). Immediately add the lime juice, onion, garlic, salt, and pepper and toss well. Add the tomatoes. Mix well and taste for salt and pepper.

Eat as a dip with chips.

Causing Fiction

I like keeping it real, especially when it comes to my reading material. However, I would like to escape the information overload this  summer, so I’m leaning on you for some suggestions. I rarely (ok, never) read fictional books, and not sure where to start.

My nose is currently in these non-fiction gems:

The Mrs. says “50 Shades of Grey” is not an option. Buzzkill.

Reply below with your favs and spread the literary love! (91 words)