seven

The lovely Javaqueen tagged me for this meme a while back and I hadn’t gotten around to it yet.  Today seems to be a good day for catching up on things like this, so here goes…

According to JQ, I’m supposed to share 7 random and weird facts about myself.  I have seen this elsewhere stating that these facts are supposed to be insignificant, and even, uninteresting things.  Well, you be the judge…

1.  I went to CCD every Wednesday after school, up until I think fourth grade.  For those of you who don’t know, this is some kind of Catholic bible study thing.  They’d put us on a bus and ship us to the local Catholic school once a week, where we would be taught by mean nuns.  I think everyone hated it.  They also made us go to confession a couple times per year, and I remember we’d sit on the bus and try to come up with things to confess, because, come on, we were kids!  We didn’t commit any kind of horrible sins that needed to be confessed.  And it was scary, being alone in that room with some strange man whom we were supposed to tell our darkest secrets to.  It was awful!  Mostly we would say that we fought with siblings or lied to our parents.  I still think this is a terrible thing to force upon any child.  I’m no longer Catholic.

2.  I was first chair in flute for two years in middle school.  That was among about 15-20 flute students.  I dropped out of band in high school because I didn’t want to be in marching band.  I actually loved playing in band though.  It was so cool practicing a piece and then getting together with the rest of the band to hear how it all came together.  And we got to be right in the front, as flutists, which made if feel as if we were right there in the center of the music.  It was such a cool feeling.

3.  I floss my teeth every night, and then brush, twice.  I mean, I floss, then brush and rinse, then put more toothpaste on my brush and brush again.  Kind of like “wash, rinse, repeat”. 

4.  I have a terrible memory for things like facts, names and numbers.  I do remember ideas, theories and images.  Just don’t ask me who created them or when.

5.  Aunt Becky’s recent post about her first time smoking pot made me think of this next one.  I had commented on there that I couldn’t remember my first time smoking pot, but I did remember my first time taking shrooms.  (Mom, quit reading this NOW.)  It was at the annual Woodstock reunion thing up in Bethel, NY.  I was either sixteen or seventeen.  I went with a group of girlfriends and we spent the night there.  We had dinner with a group of old hippies who cooked us spaghetti.  We got the shrooms from a guy we picked up on the way, hitchhiking.  The shrooming experience wasn’t anything really amazing.  Mostly we just lay back and watched the bands.  I’m sure we were pretty stoned too.  I do remember getting lost in a cornfield at some point, but I’m not sure if that was while I was shrooming or on acid…

 6.  I had a pink canopy bed when I was a kid.  My whole room was pink, even the carpet. 

7.  I wanted Hillary to win.

I don’t know how many people to tag, but I think most of you on my blogroll have probably already been tagged, since this one has kind of made the rounds, so if you haven’t been tagged yet, consider yourself tagged now.  Oh, I do have a couple people I’m gonna tag outright though, because I don’t think my readers here know them…

The Bored Poetess seems to be an undiscovered talent out there in blogland.  I’ve been entertained by her posts for months now, and I think it’s time I share.  She is very witty and, best of all, she embellishes her posts with hilarious little self-drawn comic strips!

Randiriel, at Half-Pint Opinions, is the (former?) roommate of the Bored Poetess up there, and she is another one worth reading.  She always adds images to illustrate her posts, and I’m sure she will have you laughing too.