Most kids decide at some point that they are going to run away, some get to the end of the block and some take it a bit further. My efforts, unbeknownst to my family at the time foreshadowed my career.

One day when I was in elementary school I decided to run away from home. I don't remember why I decided to pack up and leave, but it likely had to do with a request to clean my room.

Deciding that my mom and dad were no longer cool I packed up my backpack with my jam box and cassette tapes, grabbed a couple of slices of american cheese and took off on my bike.

Clearly I was not a girl scout. Not only did I pack perishable food, but I had not grabbed a change of clothes, toiletries of any kind or considered shelter. I took the things that were most important to me at the time.

In retrospect, I'm surprised I didn't try to bring my Barbies. Instead I took my NKOTB 'Step By Step' cassette, Paula Abdul's 'Forever Your Girl' tape and hit the road on pink and purple huffy bike with my jam box cord trailing behind me.

It didn't take long for me to realize I had not brought any size C batteries. When I got to the end of the block, I stopped to listen to my tapes and realized that I didn't have any power.

Without power I couldn't listen to my tapes, so I climbed back on my bike and pedaled home to listen to my jams. Twenty and some odd years later, I get to play music everyday and get paid to do it... and still love NKOTB.