I saw something earlier this week that triggered a potentially cherished but previously forgotten childhood memory.
Before I was the Nerdy Fat Guy, I was a nerdy fat kid, so not much has changed, apparently. Several of my friends were also poster children for the National Fudge and Bacon Coalition, despite our running around like mad fat fools much of the time, riding our bikes wherever we wanted to go. Of course, there was also a lot of time spent on lower impact activities, like Hot Wheels and Legos and other things that allowed us to remain stationary, thus reducing chafing.
The other day, I suddenly remembered that we had a club. A gang. Our own chubby wolf pack.
And just how cool were we? Our club name was The Wrenches.
All manner of predatory beasts, fast cars and wicked cool '70's television to choose from, and we called ourselves The Wrenches. I remember us drawing up a logo and everything. Believe it or not, it was a wrench.
Yep, we oozed cool originality.
Our club never actually did anything other than the same things we did before we organized. We didn't have a rule book or charter or matching jackets, because the Seventies were lean times for all of our families. Seldom were hand-me-downs going to match across families.
And now here I am, 25 or 30 years later, still friends with one of my fellow Wrenches. He's still nerdy, too, but I'm the only fat one.
Speaking of fat, how great are mashed potatoes and gravy? I made gravy last night with the beef roast drippings, and it was nearly everything I hoped it would be, with sour cream mashed potatoes. Always reminds me of my grandmother, whose pot roast is still unequalled, 18 years after she passed away. (And I just shuddered with delight to think about making gravy bread as a kid. Really, does anyone wonder why I'm plus-sized?)
And now, today's quiz (segue implied):
The following movie characters have two things in common, once based on actions, the other based on a mutual co-star. Name one.
~ Roy Neary, willing alien abductee
~ Randy Parker, fussy eater
Either answer will suffice, thank you very much.
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And go have some mashed potatoes. You know the fat kid inside you wants some.