Maybe I was there without my sisters, or maybe we were all there but only I body-surfed across the floor. Maybe I made up the whole thing for a jacket cover bio and then forgot about it (as, indeed, the people who were going to publish my putative book seem to have).
Update: I am beset upon! In a Senate hearing, my mother testified as follows:
Yeah, me and Andy. That's the ticket. If Andy disputes the story, I'll still have won (unlike the terrorists), because I'll have re-established contact with Andy.
Fri Jan 10 2003 20:33:
Rachel disputes my Sherman Oaks Galleria story:
Susanna and I have discussed it, and we don't remember sliding through
Sherman Oaks Galleria on our stomaches. She says that the one time she
was there, she believes, was when we got picky at "pick a pet" and
neither if us remember you being there. I say if you're not careful
you'll end up turning into mom in terms of story telling!!!
I dispute both your and the girls stories. We got Picky at Fox Hills Mall. The only time I have ever been to the Sherman Oaks Galleria was once when you and I went with Andy and Nancy. You and Andy may well have slid on your stomachs, but I don't remember it.
