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Post subject: Eight things people might not know about me
 Posted: Jun 26, 2007 - 05:10 AM
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1 – My secret birthday wish when I turned seven years old was for the house I lived in to turn into a castle. Not just any castle, mind you... Beaumaris Castle (but finished – with a roof and everything). I had halfway decent taste when I was seven. This, incidentally, was also my secret birthday wish when I turned 8 as well as when I turned 9. I always blew out all the candles, and I never got my damn castle. This was how I demonstrated that my suspicion that my parents lied... and often... was correct.
On my tenth birthday I didn't make a wish. I also insisted on blowing out the candles one at a time. "If you do that you won't get your wish," my mother said. "I'll re-light them for you."
"There are no wishes," I said.
"You are the most cynical person I ever knew. You're too young to be so cynical," she said.
My mom didn't get out much, and when she did, apparently she never paid attention. It is not cynical to fail to believe complete lies. There are much more cynical people than am I.
2 – I really like certain kinds of goldfish.
3 – As a boy (10), my father insisted I learn how to shoot a rifle. I was a better shot than my father. He pointed out that the Army gives out medals for being able to shoot that well. When I asked why they bothered to give out medals for something a ten-year-old can do, he said that he did not know.
I still think the qualifications for the marksmanship medal should be in excess of the capacity of a ten-year-old. As amusing as the absurd can be, there is only so much one can take.
4 – I don't do telephones... it's a phobia... panic attacks and everything. I don't answer them. I don't initiate telephone calls. I rarely consent to talk into a telephone receiver. I don't even like the sound of a telephone ringing. If you've spoken with me by telephone, you're pretty special (and you should knock it off because I really don't do telephones and if you liked me, you wouldn't subject me to them).
5 – My major in college was originally secondary education. People claimed I would be really good at it. People still say that.
6 – I laugh pretty much every day... laugh really hard. We're talking laughing so hard that breathing is more than a bit of a problem.
...OK -- not every day. I really only laugh so hard that it hurts about twice a week. Laughing without hurting -- that I do several times a day.
I'm really a very positive person (about half of the time).
7 – While I really, really like dance music (Boom, Boom Boom, Boom, Boom Techno/Tribal/Trance/House Boom), I do not dance.
Period.
I've danced precisely twice in the last 25 years. That was one time too many.
Music that goes 'Boom, Boom Boom, Boom, Boom,' though, really floats my boat. There isn't enough music that goes 'boom.'
8 – About $400,000 would buy everything I've ever seriously wanted. And yes, while Beaumaris Castle is not on that list, (I'm not seven years old anymore -- my taste in castles is more asymmetrical and, I dare say, more sophisticated... conveniently, it is also more affordable) I really would be living in a castle should someone cough up the cash. |
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Posted: Jun 26, 2007 - 11:04 PM
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Joined: Feb 22, 2007
Posts: 290
Location: USA
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1. When I was in 6th grade, I played faux keyboards and sang back-up on the song Blinded By the Light (the Manfred Mann version), in a sort of karaoke fashion, for the school talent show. I was induced to do this by my friends, who comprised the rest of the 'band'. We came in second place. (And I still have no idea what the lyrics mean. "Rack up like a douche of the ruler in the night"?)
2. When I was in the closet, during that period when every guy just had to have an opinion on which of Charlie's Angels he wanted to screw, I told people that I liked Kate Jackson-- because I figured she was the smartest, and would therefore provide better conversation.
3. I still get choked up every single time I hear the tape of sportscaster Al Michaels counting down to the end of the 1980 Olympic hockey game wherein the US beat the USSR. I know it by heart: "...you got ten seconds... countdown going on right now... Morrow, over to Silk... five seconds left in the game... Do you believe in miracles? YES!" *Sob* Can't help it. It's like bagpipes at a funeral.
4. When I was 9yo, my best friend and I were shocked to discover a cache of kiddie porn in his father's garage workshop. His parents divorced soon thereafter.
5. I played the trumpet (badly) for three years in school band. I was consistently 'last chair' until I challenged the guy next to me, according to the rules of such things. With the two of us secreted behind a screen to play for the band's judgment, I won said challenge by letting loose a terrifically nasty fart just as my opponent began to play. It was a hollow victory: immediately thereafter, he told everyone what I had done.
6. I had a cheeseburger for lunch on every school-day for the entire four years I was in high school.
7. Every report card I ever got from kindergarten til 9th grade had teacher comments to the effect that I "wasn't living up to my potential"... and that I "needed to control my temper."
8. I listened to the YouTube link referenced in #1, over and over, all while I wrote this post-- and liked it. |
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