> I was so jealous, though, because my brother, my father and I went body-diving togther and Dad whacked his knee on some brain coral. He had an imprint for weeks. We all thought it was cool, and I wanted one. Of course, though I was a rather common sensically challenged young child, I didn't think of going back and whapping MY knee on the coral.

There's a joke or a put-down in here somewhere, about stupid people beating themselves with brain coral in an attempt to get smarter, but I can't quite make it work just yet.

>Well, at 7, I probably didn't have the strength to make a good impression, anyway.

But you've succeeded, years later, in making an impression on us. ["Psst -- that's her, that's the girl who wanted a scar with a brain pattern to brag about!"]

Iss "there's a strange, deep, circular scar right in the middle of my abdomen, and I can never remember how I got it" achar