I should have known there was something a little unusual about me when, as a little kid, I discovered that I liked the feeling I got when I inhaled the smoke from my cap pistol. That particular habit didn’t last long, however. Gunpowder produces one hell of a headache.
Around age ten I was doing that puberty thing and had become a “chubby” kid. My mom and my doctor decided to put me on a diet and gave me “special” vitamins to help. I wasn’t supposed to mention the vitamins to my friends or my teacher. I lost the weight and I found that I started enjoying recess a lot more. After I dropped the weight, they took away my vitamins. I put the weight back on, didn’t enjoy recess nearly as much, and stayed heavy well into my twenties. I always missed those vitamins.