In another version of my life, I am a track star. In that version I actually went to high school and that’s where everybody learned I could beat all the boys on the block. Well, not lil Marcus. He was a lil Usain beast before Usain was even here. Lil Marcus ain’t get to live out no track star dreams neither. But everybody else, I could smoke. I’ve often thought about how my body seemed made for track or gymnastics. Surely this lifetime IBTC membership had some purpose. One of my favorite c[...]