Far be it from me to be accused of taking things “too seriously”, as claimed by this guy, who is actually a dear personal friend from Austin, Texas.
Apparently, my blog topics are too brainy, and they’re bringing him down.
So, in the interest of pacifying Frank, and since he was kind enough to call me a “worthy blogger” for all the world to see, here are seven things that few people know about me. (But I’m not pasting the graphic or tagging anyone else, so you can forget it.) 🙂
1. Jackson Browne’s “Sky Blue and Black” is one of my all-time favorite songs. I’m overcome with emotion almost everytime I hear it… and I’ve heard it a LOT. (I think I even own eight or nine different versions, actually, and I’ve had them for over ten years.) This is a song that I should be desensitized to enough to let it roll off my back; but it never, ever does.
2. I play guitar. Not magnificently, but enough to sing along with pretty well and surprise most people who know me on a face-to-face basis. I’ve been thinking about making some YouTube videos just for kicks, but never have gotten around to it yet. Maybe soon.
3. If I weren’t a writer, I’d probably be an interior designer. I draw houses constantly, have architecture software to make 3D images of them, and snip photos out of magazines to save forever. I also play The Sims just to decorate. And then I kill them all.
4. I can’t stand the smell of Cheez-Its. This especially sucks because my kid loves goldfish crackers and they’re close enough to count, as far as my nasal membranes are concerned. I think the hatred stems from the time I ate an entire family-sized box of Cheeze-Its on a roadtrip to Pennsylvania as a kid, and then ate them all in reverse. All over the car. The sight alone of the box on the grocery store shelf is enough to make me nauseated.
Maybe that’s why I hate orange.
5. I have never read MacBeth, Midsummer’s Night, nor King Lear. I should do that. It actually really bothers me.
6. I watch every minute of the Winter Olympics obsessively, and always have, but I won’t watch the Summer Olympics at all. I have no idea why.
7. I have had the same email address since 1995 or 1996. The only people who ever write me there are spammers and old boyfriends, so I rarely check it… but I pay $10 a year to renew it just because I can’t stand the thought of breaking my record.
So, there you have it.
Now, back to our regularly scheduled, overly serious programming. Pffftt.