
Activity x Acceleration = fun(danger)
One time I read ‘Where the Red Ferns Grow’ for the nth time and chopped a small tree down with Dad’s 7 iron. The club was warped to shit. But I chopped down a tree! It was wind assisted. Young me did a lot or weird things. OK, they were normal things to a kid. Except when I soured a bunch of milk and tried … Continue reading Activity x Acceleration = fun(danger)