Tuesday, January 27, 2009

25 Random Things

This exercise is going around on Facebook. I won't be tagging anyone on Blogger.

Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged . You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you.

1. I like to put tabasco on my peanut butter.
2. I have been shot at.
3. I didn't read and enjoy fairy tales until I was an adult.
4. I kept a scrapbook on Bobby Kennedy when I was 13-years old.
5. I am in the midst of planning a trip out West.
6. I didn't play with dolls much when I was little.
7. When I was in elementary school, every time my teacher said the word "there" I jumped because I thought she was going to say my name.
8. I used to make up newletters when I was a pre-teen in order to entertain my friends. These were hand-printed (all copies).
9. My favorite activity is sleeping.
10. I've slept on a bed in the back of a Ryder truck.
11. At a writing retreat once, I got locked inside a bathroom and a magazine editor (Sy Safransky) had to knock down the door for me.
12. I met my husband-to-be when I was 16 at a skating rink.
13. The first music I ever owned was on cassettes and included Cat Stevens, Cheech & Chong, and The Fifth Dimension.
14. I still have nightmares about math and French classes and riding a school bus.
15. I don't like to drive.
16. I once sent an e-mail to Tobias Wolff and got a reply. He was really nice.
17. To learn how to write a story for the Sun magazine, I piled dozens of issues around my bathtub and read them cover-to-cover over a period of several months.
18. I sometimes write stories in my bathtub.
19. As #17 and #18 suggest, I am a bathtub person, not a shower person. It is hard to read and write in the shower.
20. I have never broken a bone.
21. When my shoes are off I love to curl my toes.
22. I don't know yet what I'm going to do about the digital TV switch.
23. I am very messy when I cook.
24. I don't like milk.
25. I used to have soldier pen-pals. One of them was Velma T. Wallace who said his hobby was reading "sex-novel." This was more than a little creepy to me, but I wrote to him anyway. He never talked about sex in his letters. He quit writing. I always wondered if he got out of Vietnam alive.


Sara said...

I used to jump when the teacher said necessarily... haha. This is a great list!

ggw07 said...

I love this!

Elisabeth said...

Great list of things others do not, or may not, know about you. Could be fun playing with that concept.



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