Oh my Holy Hell
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
I just found out that one of the girls who lived in the house across the street from me growing up is now Phoenix of American Gladiators. Seriously. I remember her as a tomboy in bermudas and slip-on keds (when she was wearing shoes at all). She would occasionally play games with the rest of the neighborhood kids (you know, the ones we played at dusk while avoiding going inside for dinner - kick the can, hide and go seek, etc.) but she always outran us.