Five Things You Don’t Know About Me
My turn, tagged by Rachel (fancy that?).
1. I can “sing” (I’m using that term very loosely) the 50 United States of America alphabetically…possibly the only thing retained from the 4th grade (cursive did not stick, sadly).
2. My first “real” kiss was by the River Thames. I married him six years later (almost to the day).
3. I decided to fast track through high school at the last minute…i.e. in the middle of October I dropped two of my five classes, and picked up three new ones. That final year also happened to be the first year I worked, was in a long term relationship, and held the highest grade point average of my pre-university academic years. Go figure.
4. I have a terrible memory for numbers (phone numbers, addresses, postal codes, you name it) and album track listings (I don’t even think I could correctly rhyme off one of them).
5. The song She Drives Me Crazy still reminds me of car rides with my dad when I was just a young’un…
Next! I tag: Adam, Slava, Jenny, Wendell, and Dave.
(photo by Peter Morgan from Beijing, China)
December 28th, 2006 at 12:15 am
Yeesh — I think I have the mad cow (Denny Crane). I knew all this, but totally couldn’t remember it when asked for some things that no one else would know about you.
I thought I was going to be sleeping on the couch tonight for sure!
On first read, I actually thought you said you had your first kiss with a guy named River Thames, and married him. I then thought when I looked over at you after reading the next words out of your mouth were going to be, “we need to talk.”
…yes, I’m kinda crazy…
December 28th, 2006 at 12:19 am
yes. that boy River of the family Thames was my first and only love…sigh. Who are you again?
And indeed I was disappointed that all you could come up with was “you rode? you have brown hair? you’re in marketing?” Very unimpressive…what makes you think you’re not sleeping on the couch?
December 28th, 2006 at 12:22 am
I just had a fleeting glimpse of hope — oh, look! There it goes, right out the window and down on to the road, only to get run over by a massive Peterbilt truck.
Bye hope of not sleeping on the couch! I had a great fondness for you, but now you are gone…*le sigh*.
December 28th, 2006 at 12:25 am
You are crazy.
And still sleeping on the couch.
December 28th, 2006 at 3:30 pm
I for one refuse to believe #1 until hear it for myself. (Yes, I recall your threats from back when: http://blog.musicip.com/2006/10/02/jokes-music-gooooood/ )
December 28th, 2006 at 6:06 pm
First thing tommorrow - private concert…though I’m pretty confident there won’t be any requests for an encore…
December 28th, 2006 at 8:03 pm
Oh geez this is where the party’s at, I had no idea! Hahhahahahha River Thames = AWESOME. Adam can you find me this Mr. River Thames, he sounds HOT.
I am importing my comments from Facebook because we all know that the debanter world wants the true story about Rachel.
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With the exception of 5, I knew these things already. You fail.
Wouldn’t this be more fun if we did it about each other?
Five Things You Don’t Know About Rachel:
1) She can make a horse sparkle and shine like no other.
2) She shouldn’t try to repair broken lighting fixtures.
3) She’s the bestest friend ever. However, she may, on occasion, ask you to wear spandex and get painfully close to the back-side of some larger middle-aged ladies, also wearing spandex.
4) Her husband used to wear leather pants and have long hair (love you adam!)
5) She doesn’t get along with whiskey sours, pepto bismol, or over-buttered toast.
December 29th, 2006 at 4:34 am
Adam no longer has his long hair but the leather pants as still here in the closet. LOL
December 29th, 2006 at 9:32 am
Oh, Mom — please slow down on the leather pants references. That just made ME queezy, and I used to wear them; I don’t want to think how everyone else feels after that mental image.
December 29th, 2006 at 9:34 am
No! Don’t slow down…in fact, tell us in detail about the first moments Adam laid eyes on them in the store…LOL…
January 11th, 2007 at 11:49 pm
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