junior high

I’ve eaten stinky socks, rotten eggs and old bandages — thanks to a cruel Jelly Belly Bean Boozled challenge in junior high.

This was self-evidently dumb, and not just because of the obsessive relitigation of a pandemic that ended when all these sorority girls were barely out of junior high.

“Whether it was Pharrell and Chad up the street or my brother working with Timbaland in junior high school … the energy of Virginia was at an all-time high.”

Sometimes junior high kids were... well, just kids.

The day began with a lecture on the dangers of pesticides and keeping hydrated, followed by calisthenics I probably hadn’t done since physical education in junior high.