I forgot Marina tagged me for Five Weird Things. I wrote the first draft a few days ago but it was too weird so I never posted it. This is less weird, plus I figure this late in the week nobody will read it.
1) I have a large scar under my chin but have no idea why. I asked my dad. No clue either. Really, it looks like the sort of thing I’d remember.
2) I have a nice turntable on which I listen to my extensive album collection. Remember when you put all your albums out by the trash? Yep, that was me loading them in the back of my car. In perhaps my greatest haul I was driving home hugely pregnant with the twins and I spotted almost six linear feet of albums, tied up next to somebody’s garbage cans. The trash truck was coming down the block. I could barely walk, but I waddled over to them, trying to figure out if I could drive my van over the curb. The trash guys pulled up, took one look at me, and did the heavy lifting for me, which was sweet.
No, I am not going to list any albums. Too embarrassing. Oh, FYI — the fact that I pull the car over in broad daylight in front of the neighbors’ trash to retrieve treasures (a doll’s high chair! a wading pool! a perfectly good chair!) causes my beloved Big Cheese a great deal of emotional pain.
3) Okay, some random picks: The B-52s. Chuck Brown and the Soul Searchers. Kate Bush. Nat Cole. Alfred Deller. Bob Dylan. The Fabulous T-Birds. Herbie Hancock. Etta James. Wanda Landowska. Pretty much the entire Lynyrd Skynyrd oeuvre. Shriekback (one of the all-time under-rated bands.) Jai Uttal. Yes, they are alphabetized like that.
4) I was born with no wisdom teeth, a trait which I am happy to report I have passed on to at least two of my kids. I like to think of myself as being more highly evolved than average. Of course, the music listed here would tend to contradict that.
5) I didn´t walk until I was 2 ½, because I wouldn´t put my feet down on the ground. My parents have a series of hilarious photos of me as an infant and toddler with my feet stuck up in the air as far away from the grass, dirt, carpet, etc. as I could get them. The only time I am barefoot is in the bath. I have an entire collection of beautiful, different-weight socks just for sleeping. I feel about socks the way some people feel about fancy lingerie. Does the Big Cheese find this sexy? No, he does not. Which reminds me of the only other time I take my socks off.
Cait — I hear that’s a great flick, I’m going to have to get out of the house and see it.
I just saw the movie Cache with Juliette Binoche and Daniel Auteuil and there was this incredible story a guy told at dinner about how this old lady told him he reminded her of someone. The someone turned out to be her dog. I don’t want to spoil this greatgreat movie for everyone but suffice to say the guy had a scar he never knew the origin of too. When I heard it I thought of you!! SEE THIS MOVIE. :thumbsup:
P.S., your oddness: :thumbsup:
Duran Duran, did they do Brothers in Arms? That’s my favorite. And I agree, everyone loves a Duran Duran song.
Styx and Kansas had to be my all-time favorites from that era.
Katie — 8-tracks! I have tried without success to explain them to my kids. Someday we’ll be dead and no one will remember what an 8-track was… re Duran, off the top of my head, Hungry Like the Wolf.:thumbsup:
Oh no one should EVER feel weird about having a record collection. (Says the lady with both a record collection and an 8-track collection.) There are some things that sound comparatively terrible on CD, even taking in the hisses and scratches of vinyl into account. Honestly, I cannot listen to the Rolling Stones’ Sticky Fingers on anything but vinyl, even though I have to keep it seperated from the rest of the collection because the stupid zipper on the cover will screw up my other records. Of course, most of my records embrace the cheesy glory of the 80s. If they were a one-hit wonder during the mid 80s, I have the record. And Duran Duran. I even own the live album Arena. But in my defense, despite the fact that no one ever ‘fesses up to it, everyone secretly likes at LEAST one Duran Duran song. At least this is what I tell myself.
Marina — yeah, like your weird obsession with perfumes!:rotfl:
When I related my dropped-on-the-head-in-infancy suspicions to my husband, he muttered that it would explain so many things about me. :rolleyes:
Patty — oh, no. No way. If he’s in the car I’m barely allowed to slow down. I have to sneak back later. He finds the whole thing unbelieveably distasteful. He doesn’t even want to know where those things come from. The GIRLS, however, are all over it. Large Item Trash Collection Day (every 6 months) is an event we plan for around here, they’re magpies like me. If the Cheese found out I was teaching them the Dark Arts he’s have a stroke.
I am a cornucopia of oddness, thanks. Or a burrito of oddness, even.
Etta James is The Queen.
Judith — if only I could get people to leave their unused perfumes out by their trash…. hmmm…..
Marina — bumpy skull, bumpy skull! Nyah nyah nyah! So far I don’t believe I’ve maimed any of the kids permanently… knock wood.
Christina — glad to know someone else shares my sock fetish! Re: the music, I consider it my duty to hold Music Appreciation Nights for the kids. They love to pogo around to the B-52s, and Peter Gabriel Live is another current favorite. If they leave home knowing the lyrics to Love Shack and I Go Swimming, I’ll have done my job.
So do you stop for the treasures with The Big Cheese in the car?
You are just a cornucopia of oddness, which also just makes you special — in that good way, not in that “we can’t have people over if March is still awake” kind of way.
Etta James, spectacular. If I could only have one singer’s albums for the rest of my life, I could make do with hers.
Relating to # 2 here: I also have a large album collection. I used to collect records, esp. 60s garage rock. Now I collect. . . well, you know:)
No one would read it? Don’t count on it :devil:
I can relate to your no 1. I believe there is a conspiracy of silence in my family regarding my strangely uneven, bumpy skull 🙂 I believe one of them literally dropped on my head and everyone else is covering up for him/her. 🙂 No seriously, I have a weirdly uneven skull. Like, sometimes I look at bold people, their skulls are even and smooth. If I were to shave my head, mine would have been bizarrely bumpy.
Darn, I should have posted this in my Weird List 🙂
You got a pretty good haul of records! I love the B-52’s!I laughed so much about the socks!!I’m a sock woman too and could relate!!Thank you so much for sharing!It was truly enjoyable to read!