Friday, February 22, 2008

Screaming Meme....

My bud Tricia over at Middle Age Mania tagged me with this meme forever ago. But because I'm a lazy so and so I haven't gotten around to do anything with it. I always think of it on a Friday afternoon when I just want to put up the YouTube performance of Time
so everyone else can feel sort of freaky-depressed too, which is hardly conducive to a cheerful and amusing post. Suffice it to say I'm starting to develop a burning desire to move, but I recognize that as a normal late-February feeling up here, and I'm distracting myself with this kind of thing. So here's the deal:



1.Link to the person who tagged you. (Done)
2. Post the rules on your blog. (Done)
3. Share six (6) non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
4.Tag at least 3 people at the end of your post and link to their blogs.
5.Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.



Okay, here's my six things.

1. I was once on public television. We got extra credit for singing in an invitational choir at Channel 12 in Philadelphia, so a bunch of people from my high school chorus went over and basically faked our way through Handel's Messiah. I was placed in the front row in a red sweatshirt with a teddy bear on it, with enormous round tortoise shell glasses and a barette smack on the top of my head. Channel 12 showed this on Christmas Eve EVERY YEAR for several years, until Luciano Pavarotti and the Vienna Boys Choir finally retired my transcendent dorkiness from TV forever. My grandmother still has the tape somewhere.



2. When I go to someone else's house I always look behind the shower curtain before I pee. (Hotels too.)





3. People who reflexively laugh at nothing at the end of each sentence make me want to punch them. My husband used to have a secretary who did this. And even though I love her dearly I had an almost involuntary urge to hurt her every time I heard that sound.



4. I have frequent ice skating and tango fantasies, and occasionally dream that I can do both. (I can't do either, and have serious doubts that I ever will. I may try the tango though.)



5. I own a sword and I (sort of) know how to use it. No, I am not some homemade-bustier wearing Ren Faire dork (anymore), I actually took classes in Japanese swordsmanship, which would continue to this day if I hadn't moved far away from my dojo. Why? Discipline, the silence of the mind it imposes, blah blah. Deep down we all know that its badass. And that's why we do it.



(That's me, second from the right.) Yes, I'm holding a wooden sword in a golf tube. No, that isn't the sword I was talking about. I have a real one.)

6. If I had it to do over again, I'd probably teach.

I'm gonna go ahead and tag himself, because he's oh-so-serious lately and I think he needs something fun to do, the sister-in-law, who in addition to being hilarious, is yet another treasure of this family I married into, and Cousin Anna, whose writing is as lovely and gracious as she is.



4 comments:

the frogster said...

Wow- cool! A sword! I would have spent the entire class reciting the dialogue from one of the light saber battles from a Star Wars flick, so it's just as well I missed it. We have shower doors, which are easier for me to clean- as long as I remember I've cleaned them the next time I get in the shower and fall on my sword.

Diesel said...

When I'm at someone else's house, I just pee in the shower to be on the safe side.

Jocelyn said...

I got a little hung up on the sweatshirt with the teddy bear on it, but I'm pretty sure the rest of the list was good.

Something scary about a wooden golf club sword came later, right?

But, man, that teddy bear. Sorry about that.

Jennifer/Sivan said...

ohhh I wentby your old dojo and it wasn't there anymore... unless they are calling it personal training now...:(