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This is JennJenn's fault because she got me thinking about it.
1. When I was young and my Mom was teaching school, my dad would take care of my older brother and me when he had off from the mill. During the winter he would take us trapping with him. At that time he did mostly beaver trapping, so we would be all bundled up and tucked in the sled behind the old Arctic Cat that we had as he went from pond to pond checking his traps. I remember running across the top of the crust on the snow as he broke through and had to fight through waist deep snow.
2. Unusual (or maybe not so unusual) things I've eaten in my life: Buffalo, Bear, Elk, Muskrat, Ground Hog, Beaver, Blood Sausage, Squirrel, Partridge, Brains, Steak Tar-Tar (although we call it Wildcat), Sushi (I like wildcat better), Snake, some sort of lizard (not sure what it was exactly), Cactus,
3. Whenever we went tapping with my Dad, we would always stop at this bar called Shorty's. OK, now don't take that the wrong way. Round here bars are not just places to drink, they serve food and are a warm place to sit when you've been trudging through the snow. They had really, really good chili. Or I could be that I was just cold and hungry. But it was good.
4. Once at our house, there was this huge white rabbit that showed up right around Easter. We all said it was the Easter Bunny and, sure enough, after Easter we didn't see it any more. Found out much later that the farmer across the road had lost one of his California White rabbits. Poor thing was probably eaten by coyotes.
5. My brother had a Mini-bike that we would ride around the field. One time, I was cruising around the field and I missed the turn. I ended up piling into blackberry brush that covers that area of the woods. I was wearing shorts, tank top and no shoes. Ouch.
6. I had a horse named Colonel as a teen. He was bought from a place that rented out horses over the summer and I got him in the fall of the year. He was a Morgan/Quarter Horse mix who was about 15 years old when I got him. I had him for over 10 years and he was still going strong when I sold him. Should have named him Methuselah.
7. One year a radio station near our home went out of business. My mom bought a lot of the 45s they were getting rid of and she hid them around the house for us to find. I still have most of them.
8. I am tongue-tied. Not completely, but almost. When I was born, the doctor didn't clip it and the general thought is that if they would do so now, I would have to learn to talk all over again. In fact, the speech therapist-type people say that I shouldn't be able to talk at all. Heh. Lot they know.
9. In High School, I belonged to the Debate Club for a couple of years. I was on the defense, which meant I had to be prepared to argue against whatever it was that the other team proposed. I won several awards for this. Which should surprise no one who knows me since I will argue anyone, anytime, about anything, even if I have to take a side I don't agree with. 'Cuz life is too short not to have fun.
10. My family took a family car trip out to Oregon and California. On the way out there I got ticked at my parents for some reason I can't recall any more (that sort of thing happens when you spend hours and hours together in a car) and I told them I wouldn't talk to them any more. I lasted 60 miles before I forget that I wasn't talking and talked to them. I think it's the longest I've ever been quiet.
11. In my Junior Year, I took a trip with my Spanish class to Mexico. Mudslides blocked the road we were going to take to the Coast, so instead we flew to Puerto Vallarta. At night. Over the mountains. In a major thunderstorm. I didn't get a soda because the down drafts kept dropping us twenty feet at a time. I can still remember the lightening dancing though the clouds right off the wing.
12. While on the trip to Mexico we toured the Jose Cuervo tequila factory. We were given samples at the end of the tour. I was the only one who liked it. I still do.
13. I owned a dog named Tequila. She was a great dog. She hated June Bugs. When we left her in her (outdoor) kennel over night the kennel floor would be covered with slain June Bugs. It would be a June Bug massacre.
14. I had a dog named Flash. He was a basset hound/beagle mix. He was my favorite dog. But he loved anyone with food and would rather chase a rabbit than eat. I loved him anyhow.
15. The only cat I owned was named Roo -- short for Hikaru. He was psychotic. He didn't like you until you hit him once. And you had to hit him because otherwise he would chew you foot off. I miss him.
16. When I was quite young -- 7 or 8 -- I was at my grandmother's house, playing in the garage. They had an attic type storage area above the garage with a ladder that lead up there. We chased some kittens up there. I was handing them down to my brother and, not wanting to drop them, I leaned as far down the ladder as I could. Needless to say I fell on my head. The doc's said I was just fine, once I actually told someone what happened.
17. I went on an ecumenical choir trip once to New York. OK, not the city, just the state. I think that northern New York looks a lot like Wisconsin. More populated, but otherwise much the same.
18. When I was learning to drive, my brother (older) would ride along. In winter when it was fairly icy I was driving around a corner, he pulled the parking break (this car had the break between the front seats). After I managed to pull out of the spin (without crashing), he told me he wanted to test my reflexes. I've always wanted to do that to someone else.
19. I've broken two bones: my ankle from stepping off a step wrong and the joint in my finger from slamming it into my brother.
20. At my Grandfather's farm, we would ride with him when he went to chop the fields. We would hang on to the back of the wagon and run along behind being pulled faster than you could actually run. It was loads of fun until I was running along behind when he pulled out into the road and kicked it up to about 40 mph. I lost my footing and was dragged along behind until it suddenly occurred to me I could just let go. Let me tell you, it’s a whole lot more painful than all those stunts on TV and the movies make it out to be.
21. When I was young (two or three), I often told my brother what he thought. Until my mother informed me that I couldn't possibly know what someone else thought or tell them that I did. So ended my young career in the Psychic field.
22. I did another kid's homework for pay in second grade until I got tired of it and told the kid that I didn't want to do it any more. In a loud enough voice to get her in trouble. It was weird. She blacked my picture out of all the school photos.
23. Once when we were playing with a bunch of other kids, my brother threw a rather large stick/log at me and cut the top of my head. Head wounds bleed. They bleed a lot. I must have looked liked an extra for a horror movie with blood pouring down my face and into my eyes. Yet, I remember swearing everyone to secrecy about what happened before going to the house to tell my parents.
24. I wasn't as much of a problem child as the above statements make me out to be.
25. My father's parent's house was supposedly haunted. And I know that they took this seriously because they never really talked about it, but rather just hinted at it.
26. I almost drowned once in the St. Larwence. (Remember the trip to New York?) OK, it wasn't that dramatic, but it was a dangerous thing.
27. My Man From UNCLE number is 27.
28. I hated having to stay over night at someone else's house as a child. I still prefer to be at home than away. Camping and vacations are different.
29. I have a daughter who was born 5/11/1993. She shares a name with an Anime character (Myria). She's the coolest person I know.
30. At one time in my life, I could buy a hamburger, fries and a drink for 99 cents.
31. Most of my all-night excursions in college were spent at the all night Kinko's copy place. When my friends and I were first introduced to fandom and, more importantly fanfic we ended up with two problems: we had no way to actually get any where to buy the fic and most of the fic we wanted to buy was no longer available. Fortunately we had a friend who had all the fic we wanted. All we had to do was copy it. So, back in the days when fans still actually wanted to protect copyright, we spend all night at the Kinko's copy shop, fervently copying the stuff we couldn't get anywhere else. I even wrote a fic about it: Sunrise at Kinko's. It starred my friends and I getting tortured by the phantoms of the characters we loved to read about. Heh. I should dig that out and post it somewhere.
32. Don't like to take medication of any sort. Drugs and I generally don't get along.
34. I sew dresses for my daughter ever Christmas and Easter, or rather I did until she was about 12. Now I just do it for special occasions.
35. I baked Christmas cookies as a business and am still known as the 'cookie lady' at the curling club.
36. I don't curl. I don't do ice. My husband, on the other hand, loves to curl.
37. I despise almost every Pulitzer prize winning book I've ever read.
38. I can make killer fudge.
39. I own quite a few old Western Comics: Roy Rogers, Lone Ranger, Gene Autry, and the like. I read them as a child and love them dearly. I can name almost all the cowboys, their horse and dog (if they owned one).
40. I worked as summer relief at a paper mill. Shortly after I returned to school, There was an accident where on of the employees got his arm caught in the press at the end of the machine. I think he lost his arm.
41. I'm going grey... way too early to be doing so, too. Ask anyone. Actually,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
finabair says that I'm just turning into a foil (sorry LotR TCG reference there).
42. Worked at Taco Bell on State Street in Madison. My favorite time to work was during the "Marijuana Protest" they had ever year. All these idiots would come in wearing shades and stoned out of their minds. You could charge them anything and serve them anything and tell them: It's what you ordered. They would just look at you and go "cool". Heh. Too bad I was honest.
43. I have been hung over once in my life. I ended up have to open at Taco Bell the next morning and having to drilled beans that were cooked in the pressure cooker all morning. I made it through my shift.
44. I like dark and depressing poetry.
45. I used to go frog hunting with my brother and cousin as a child. We would catch them and release them in the rain barrel that my grandparents kept by their garage.
46. As a child I played in grandparent's attic making entire landscape out of blocks and animals. I spent hours building worlds up there.
47. I tried to learn how to play the trombone once. I gave it up when I realized that I couldn't tell the difference between a right note and a wrong one.
48. I go to three cons a year: Filmcon, ConVergence and Odd Con. I used to go to GenCon but then it moved to Indy and I couldn't afford to go. I'm hoping to make it again someday.
49. I met Roy Rogers and shook his hand.
50. I went to Disneyland once and I lost my ticket in the Hall of Presidents or some such. I still had a great time.
The next fifty.
1. When I was young and my Mom was teaching school, my dad would take care of my older brother and me when he had off from the mill. During the winter he would take us trapping with him. At that time he did mostly beaver trapping, so we would be all bundled up and tucked in the sled behind the old Arctic Cat that we had as he went from pond to pond checking his traps. I remember running across the top of the crust on the snow as he broke through and had to fight through waist deep snow.
2. Unusual (or maybe not so unusual) things I've eaten in my life: Buffalo, Bear, Elk, Muskrat, Ground Hog, Beaver, Blood Sausage, Squirrel, Partridge, Brains, Steak Tar-Tar (although we call it Wildcat), Sushi (I like wildcat better), Snake, some sort of lizard (not sure what it was exactly), Cactus,
3. Whenever we went tapping with my Dad, we would always stop at this bar called Shorty's. OK, now don't take that the wrong way. Round here bars are not just places to drink, they serve food and are a warm place to sit when you've been trudging through the snow. They had really, really good chili. Or I could be that I was just cold and hungry. But it was good.
4. Once at our house, there was this huge white rabbit that showed up right around Easter. We all said it was the Easter Bunny and, sure enough, after Easter we didn't see it any more. Found out much later that the farmer across the road had lost one of his California White rabbits. Poor thing was probably eaten by coyotes.
5. My brother had a Mini-bike that we would ride around the field. One time, I was cruising around the field and I missed the turn. I ended up piling into blackberry brush that covers that area of the woods. I was wearing shorts, tank top and no shoes. Ouch.
6. I had a horse named Colonel as a teen. He was bought from a place that rented out horses over the summer and I got him in the fall of the year. He was a Morgan/Quarter Horse mix who was about 15 years old when I got him. I had him for over 10 years and he was still going strong when I sold him. Should have named him Methuselah.
7. One year a radio station near our home went out of business. My mom bought a lot of the 45s they were getting rid of and she hid them around the house for us to find. I still have most of them.
8. I am tongue-tied. Not completely, but almost. When I was born, the doctor didn't clip it and the general thought is that if they would do so now, I would have to learn to talk all over again. In fact, the speech therapist-type people say that I shouldn't be able to talk at all. Heh. Lot they know.
9. In High School, I belonged to the Debate Club for a couple of years. I was on the defense, which meant I had to be prepared to argue against whatever it was that the other team proposed. I won several awards for this. Which should surprise no one who knows me since I will argue anyone, anytime, about anything, even if I have to take a side I don't agree with. 'Cuz life is too short not to have fun.
10. My family took a family car trip out to Oregon and California. On the way out there I got ticked at my parents for some reason I can't recall any more (that sort of thing happens when you spend hours and hours together in a car) and I told them I wouldn't talk to them any more. I lasted 60 miles before I forget that I wasn't talking and talked to them. I think it's the longest I've ever been quiet.
11. In my Junior Year, I took a trip with my Spanish class to Mexico. Mudslides blocked the road we were going to take to the Coast, so instead we flew to Puerto Vallarta. At night. Over the mountains. In a major thunderstorm. I didn't get a soda because the down drafts kept dropping us twenty feet at a time. I can still remember the lightening dancing though the clouds right off the wing.
12. While on the trip to Mexico we toured the Jose Cuervo tequila factory. We were given samples at the end of the tour. I was the only one who liked it. I still do.
13. I owned a dog named Tequila. She was a great dog. She hated June Bugs. When we left her in her (outdoor) kennel over night the kennel floor would be covered with slain June Bugs. It would be a June Bug massacre.
14. I had a dog named Flash. He was a basset hound/beagle mix. He was my favorite dog. But he loved anyone with food and would rather chase a rabbit than eat. I loved him anyhow.
15. The only cat I owned was named Roo -- short for Hikaru. He was psychotic. He didn't like you until you hit him once. And you had to hit him because otherwise he would chew you foot off. I miss him.
16. When I was quite young -- 7 or 8 -- I was at my grandmother's house, playing in the garage. They had an attic type storage area above the garage with a ladder that lead up there. We chased some kittens up there. I was handing them down to my brother and, not wanting to drop them, I leaned as far down the ladder as I could. Needless to say I fell on my head. The doc's said I was just fine, once I actually told someone what happened.
17. I went on an ecumenical choir trip once to New York. OK, not the city, just the state. I think that northern New York looks a lot like Wisconsin. More populated, but otherwise much the same.
18. When I was learning to drive, my brother (older) would ride along. In winter when it was fairly icy I was driving around a corner, he pulled the parking break (this car had the break between the front seats). After I managed to pull out of the spin (without crashing), he told me he wanted to test my reflexes. I've always wanted to do that to someone else.
19. I've broken two bones: my ankle from stepping off a step wrong and the joint in my finger from slamming it into my brother.
20. At my Grandfather's farm, we would ride with him when he went to chop the fields. We would hang on to the back of the wagon and run along behind being pulled faster than you could actually run. It was loads of fun until I was running along behind when he pulled out into the road and kicked it up to about 40 mph. I lost my footing and was dragged along behind until it suddenly occurred to me I could just let go. Let me tell you, it’s a whole lot more painful than all those stunts on TV and the movies make it out to be.
21. When I was young (two or three), I often told my brother what he thought. Until my mother informed me that I couldn't possibly know what someone else thought or tell them that I did. So ended my young career in the Psychic field.
22. I did another kid's homework for pay in second grade until I got tired of it and told the kid that I didn't want to do it any more. In a loud enough voice to get her in trouble. It was weird. She blacked my picture out of all the school photos.
23. Once when we were playing with a bunch of other kids, my brother threw a rather large stick/log at me and cut the top of my head. Head wounds bleed. They bleed a lot. I must have looked liked an extra for a horror movie with blood pouring down my face and into my eyes. Yet, I remember swearing everyone to secrecy about what happened before going to the house to tell my parents.
24. I wasn't as much of a problem child as the above statements make me out to be.
25. My father's parent's house was supposedly haunted. And I know that they took this seriously because they never really talked about it, but rather just hinted at it.
26. I almost drowned once in the St. Larwence. (Remember the trip to New York?) OK, it wasn't that dramatic, but it was a dangerous thing.
27. My Man From UNCLE number is 27.
28. I hated having to stay over night at someone else's house as a child. I still prefer to be at home than away. Camping and vacations are different.
29. I have a daughter who was born 5/11/1993. She shares a name with an Anime character (Myria). She's the coolest person I know.
30. At one time in my life, I could buy a hamburger, fries and a drink for 99 cents.
31. Most of my all-night excursions in college were spent at the all night Kinko's copy place. When my friends and I were first introduced to fandom and, more importantly fanfic we ended up with two problems: we had no way to actually get any where to buy the fic and most of the fic we wanted to buy was no longer available. Fortunately we had a friend who had all the fic we wanted. All we had to do was copy it. So, back in the days when fans still actually wanted to protect copyright, we spend all night at the Kinko's copy shop, fervently copying the stuff we couldn't get anywhere else. I even wrote a fic about it: Sunrise at Kinko's. It starred my friends and I getting tortured by the phantoms of the characters we loved to read about. Heh. I should dig that out and post it somewhere.
32. Don't like to take medication of any sort. Drugs and I generally don't get along.
34. I sew dresses for my daughter ever Christmas and Easter, or rather I did until she was about 12. Now I just do it for special occasions.
35. I baked Christmas cookies as a business and am still known as the 'cookie lady' at the curling club.
36. I don't curl. I don't do ice. My husband, on the other hand, loves to curl.
37. I despise almost every Pulitzer prize winning book I've ever read.
38. I can make killer fudge.
39. I own quite a few old Western Comics: Roy Rogers, Lone Ranger, Gene Autry, and the like. I read them as a child and love them dearly. I can name almost all the cowboys, their horse and dog (if they owned one).
40. I worked as summer relief at a paper mill. Shortly after I returned to school, There was an accident where on of the employees got his arm caught in the press at the end of the machine. I think he lost his arm.
41. I'm going grey... way too early to be doing so, too. Ask anyone. Actually,
finabair says that I'm just turning into a foil (sorry LotR TCG reference there).42. Worked at Taco Bell on State Street in Madison. My favorite time to work was during the "Marijuana Protest" they had ever year. All these idiots would come in wearing shades and stoned out of their minds. You could charge them anything and serve them anything and tell them: It's what you ordered. They would just look at you and go "cool". Heh. Too bad I was honest.
43. I have been hung over once in my life. I ended up have to open at Taco Bell the next morning and having to drilled beans that were cooked in the pressure cooker all morning. I made it through my shift.
44. I like dark and depressing poetry.
45. I used to go frog hunting with my brother and cousin as a child. We would catch them and release them in the rain barrel that my grandparents kept by their garage.
46. As a child I played in grandparent's attic making entire landscape out of blocks and animals. I spent hours building worlds up there.
47. I tried to learn how to play the trombone once. I gave it up when I realized that I couldn't tell the difference between a right note and a wrong one.
48. I go to three cons a year: Filmcon, ConVergence and Odd Con. I used to go to GenCon but then it moved to Indy and I couldn't afford to go. I'm hoping to make it again someday.
49. I met Roy Rogers and shook his hand.
50. I went to Disneyland once and I lost my ticket in the Hall of Presidents or some such. I still had a great time.
The next fifty.
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Date: 2002-11-24 09:05 am (UTC)From:1. Stupid elf!!!
2. In the Milwaukee area (particularly Cudahy), we don't have steak tar tar or wildcat. We have cannibal sandwiches. Yummm!!!!
8. Pellow?
15. I can attest to Roo being psycho. I managed not to beat him for a long time, and he kept attacking me. Until one time when I was wearing boots and sitting on the floor, and he attacked me and I tried to scramble back - kinda accidentally kicked him in the process. After that he was really nice to me.
27. Pulse? No pulse. Heartbeat? Ooooooohh, no heartbeat.
30. Do they still have those penny parking meters downtown?
31. Nothing quite as frightening as realizing you've been chained to the copier!!!
42. Heh. The drunks at Burger King were entertaining enough - I can only imagine that crowd...
48. With the Cowgonath!!!! And at the Madison Radisson. I mean, how could I say no? (Not to mention, John Kovalic being there...I've been reading him since Wildlife...)
50. The propaganda room!!! (Actually, I love it...but that's what it is...)
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Date: 2002-11-24 04:55 pm (UTC)From:And since you like depressing, dark poetry, and assuming you haven't made your way back this far in my lj, http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=powerpynt&itemid=4685
That's not quite as dark as I can get....but close:p.
Nice list