Wow...This whole "8" thing is taking FOREVER. Hopefully I can pick up the pace!
8 Things you* don't know about me.
(*= Blog-only relations. Some friends and family readers may know some of this...Shows how little I can really hide!)
1. When I was two years old I was playing in a wheelbarrow when it flipped over on top of me. There's a half-moon scar on my left hand in remembrance of the event.
2. I can't stand Andie MacDowell. I have no idea why -- she's never done anything to me, but watching her act makes me want to hurt people. It's a shame, really, because other than her presence I thought 4 Weddings and a Funeral was a good film.
3. I've never been to L.A.
4. I hate spiders. Actually, it's a combination of hate and fear, but nevertheless when they come around, it's my wife's problem.
5. In an effort to show my complex layers -- even though #4 is true, one of my favorite stories as a child was "Be Nice to Spiders". In fact, I loved it so much that I memorized it -- and my mom would pimp me out to the neighborhood kids who would pay a quarter to watch in amazement as I recited the whole story.
6. As a theatre performer, I have played:
*The Lindbergh Baby
*An insane teenager in a French mental institution
*A rape victim in a performance art piece
*Socrates
*A rock
*Tom Sawyer
*A Flagellant (someone who believes that salvation can only be found through self-mutilation)
*Charlie (you know, the one who got the Chocolate Factory)
7. I think I can sing. Whether others agree is up for interpretation.
8. There are more than 8 things you don't know about me.
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3 comments:
Perhaps the Andie McDowell thing has to do with the fact that she can't act, which tends to screw up dramatic productions.
Or that she's really a spider.
With regard to singing, my opinion is this: if someone loves you, then no matter what they will love to hear you sing...even if it sounds bad, people generally sing when they are happy or lost in the moment with a song...so I think that when you love somebody, you want them to sing.
does that even make sense? It makes sense in my head!
oh, and I once played "woman with a guilt complex" in a play. I confessed to all kinds of crimes that I didn't commit.
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