Bet'choo people thought I'd duck Josh's tag hmm? Ha HA! Well, since I actually checked blogs today, I'm well equipped to surprise you all! Mwaha..ha.
Let's see here, 4 things that are true, and a 5th thing that is not true. Seems like someone should win a prize if they guess it. Though, I think I should get a prize if they don't guess which of the following entries is pure fancy. Oh well.
A-here we go:
1. I once beat my mother's Scottish Terrier with a plastic wiffle bat until the bat became dented, as I was thoroughly convinced that poor 'Katie' was in fact a crafty and evil Raggedy Andy doll. I had seen Poltergeist earlier. It's an hilarious story that I don't have the space right now to relate to you properly. Ask me about it anytime. . "Carol ANNE!"
2. I was once in this public presentation for school that involved my class to dress in a costume representing a uniform we would wear in the profession that had been picked out for us (Say that three times fast). The theme was something like "Jobs of the future", and I got Engineer/Techie. I had completely managed to block this awfulness from my memory untill the day before. My dad was angry and claimed there was no time to create a set of coveralls for my engineer costume. The answer? Duct tape. Duct tape cover alls. The only thing that kept me from becoming a complete laughing stalk was due to the fact that the duct tape uniform was already scoring pretty high on the freak-o-meter....and I had freaked a growing number of kids and parents so much they actually seemed to like the uniform. All in all though, still pretty traumatic. Rips were easy to patch though...
3. When I applied for my job at SGT in the buisiness plaza area of Dallas, I totally saw William Fichtner in person. He was on a cell phone and everything. The galling part is that all I could think of at the time was, "Hey! Hey, it's that guy who is in movies that I like!" , but at least I didn't actually say that. I felt bad for him cuz he was already getting bugged by people who werent sure where they knew him from, and I could see how that might be uncool. Still, I almost got to talk with him. You keep rockin' Will. http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001209/
4. When I was a young lad, my mother says that I came home hysterical one day, because I was certain a biker kid up the street had exposed himself to me, and while I vaguely remember this dude, I don't recall *anything* else about him. Apparently it might have happened several times. But seriously, my mental door must be well hinged and oiled, cuz it must have just slammed shut on this one. Which, while fascinating, is not something I'm really sure bothers me in this case.
5. Most of you probably know that I have a slightly irrational fear of...toads. Yeah, so, *shiver* did you also know I am absolutely, positively, completely terrified by moths? Gah.
Especially those big tree moths. Bleh. "Polly Shouldn't Be!"
5 comments:
Everytime I see that William Fitcher guy in a movie, I think, "Hey, that guy that's not Jimmy Smits." Be glad you didn't say that aloud.
I think that number 3 is the lie because I feel sure we woulda heard about that one. Although I wouldn't be surprised if it were 5. Of course, you don't like butterflies and if you were afraid of moths, that would certainly explain it.
ok, now's the time when you say if I'm right or not.
I think it's number 4 'cuz I think I have heard you tell the William Fichter story before.
It's not number 4. I remember that kid. Norman Post. Weird kid. And you weren't that traumatized.
I'm sorry you hit Katie. That poor, stupid old bitch. (Note that I have no doubt that you did so.)
I fully believe that you could have a phobia against moths and toads. I'm not sure that you do, but I believe that you could.
The engineer costume story, while so very sad, is just the kind of thing you and Dad would have done. I completely believe it.
If it weren't for Kieranne's claim that she's heard you say tell the William Fichtner story before, I believe that I'd say that #3, for all its inanity, was the bogus story.
I'm gonna go for number 5.
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