25 Things 2: Additional Things
Can a post be its own sequel? We’ll see.
I had 21 Things About Myself scattered about the internet before now. I’ve gathered them (and their links) here.
Take a gander if you’d like at this attempt from four years back. Most of those things about me haven’t changed. For the link averse:
Despite my current bare-bones profile, I do have a face.
I don’t think I’ll miss hockey as much as I’ll miss completely forgetting about hockey, then being pleasantly surprised when I stumble upon a game on ESPN on a cold midwinter night.
Speaking of ESPN, if I’m watching TV and I flip past billiards, I will flip back.
I think full-screen DVDs are a grave misuse of the format.
If there’s milk left in the carton, and it smells just slightly, slightly sour, I’ll swish it around a bit, hoping that the milk at the very bottom will have retained more freshness. Or, at least to homogenize the spoiling.
My favorite word (non-curse) is “succulent.” I can taste what it sounds like. That, or “catechetical”, exclusively for its sound.
I’ve never killed an animal, but a buddy of mine and I, when we were real, real little, found a dying bird with a broken wing. We put a Band-aid on it. I suppose I have killed an animal. Birdslaughter?
I love rock music from the 60s and 70s, but I don’t care for the Doors at all.
I once associated Dave Grohl’s scream and God and I wasn’t kidding.
I wouldn’t mind dating a girl named Misty. She might be a stupid bitch, but I think it’d be subconsciously refreshing.
Oh, I’ll BUY vegetables. I’ll just ignore them until they’re no good to eat anymore. Then I’ll buy more of them.
Southern accents, on women, make me melt. British accents, on women, make me combust.
My foot is probably bigger than your head.
By my count that’s 13 Things. I’ll throw out the first one, because now it’s clear I have a face. I’ll also toss the second for you, because that was for when hockey didn’t exist but now it does so it’s N/A.
There are also 2 Things on my old Blogger profile:
One of my eyes is nearsighted and the other is farsighted.
My cousin’s cousin is married to the actress Joely Fisher. This makes me related, by marriage, to Carrie Fisher – Princess Leia – and thus to Darth Vader.
And… there’s this entry from a few months back:
1. Appear on a scripted network television program
2. Go to Cuba
3. Play a Carillon at an Ivy League university
4. Juggle (3 things: tangible ones, not like actiivties)
5. Solve a Rubik’s Cube, no cheating
Okay, I need 7 more? I’ll double that for you:
-I weighed 4 lb 6 oz when I was born, in the lowest 2.5% of birth weights.
-Now I’m 6’5”, in the highest 2.5% of heights.
-I was born six weeks premature on November 3. I’m definitely more Scorpio than Sagittarius.
-I’m kind of obsessed with all things from Denmark, from Hamlet to holeless donuts.
-I was mostly a math and science guy growing up. Got 100s on the three Sequential Regentses. If I’d mentioned it before now, it’d have been bragging, of course. Now I’ve got Thing Immunity somehow.
-I was a Finance major for a year in college. Swapped it that April for Film Studies.
-When I was 19, I would smoke clove cigarettes with my left hand. This was to facilitate the simultaneous writing of poetry. Absolutely, sadly true.
-I didn’t go to Lehigh, but I did march with their band at halftime of Lehigh-Lafeyette in 2002 AND appeared in uniform in their yearbook.
-Most of my mailing addresses have been in towns with two-word names: Dix Hills, Newton Center, Chestnut Hill, New Rochelle, New York. Astoria was the sole exception, but in my second apartment there I was technically living in Long Island City. Born in East Meadow.
-I can’t stand mirrors that aren’t perpendicular to the ground. When I look in a mirror, I want to see what I’m expecting –- my face, backwards. Not my torso, or my feet, or the ground. I think I fear not having a reflection and obviously then being a vampire.
-I’ve never caught a foul ball at a baseball game, but I got real close twice, off the bats of Todd Hundley and Royce Clayton. Barry Bonds hit one towards me at a Shea batting practice while he was with the Pirates. An older mustachioed guy reached over the top and basically took it from me and then smiled the smile of a real estate broker.
-I once got a royal flush. Texas Hold ‘Em, online, but still a royal flush.
-I have a huge problem with dartboards that aren’t hung nearly high enough in TV shows and movies. The standard height for the bullseye is 5′8″ off the ground.
-I love hallways 10 flights up connecting buildings on opposite sides of a street.
