As a kid, my main goal was to go unnoticed, so I could read books and eat Pringles or Hot Tamales or whatever joyous junk food I’d picked up during bike runs to Brookwood.
One day, as I strode through the family room on the way to my room, Dad stopped me.
“Sit down," he said. "Watch this.”
He pressed “Play” on the VHS, and went to the piano room to read medical books.
For the next forty minutes, I watched a rhytidectomy (a facelift). It looked like someone was making pizza and was stuck on the tomato sauce phase.
Chupa and his friend Jonic spent the evening singing and jamming along to Daniel Caesar’s “Get You,” which requires a lot of falsetto and features the lyric, “everything I need's . . . between . . . those thighs.”