1.27.07 |
Thanks for thinking of me, Ruxi!
This, ladies and gentlemen, is my maiden voyage into meme-land. The topic is “10 Things You May Or May Not Know About Me,” which is perfect for Project Janna. After all, when embarking on a project, i.e. the de-chaos-ifying (or re-chaos-ifying, depending on how you look at it) of Janna, it’s always good to know a few basic facts. Here’s what we’re working with:
- I lived in the Caribbean for four months, on an island you’ve never heard of. It’s called Saba, is part of the Netherlands Antilles, is situated about 15 minutes from St. Maarten by plane, and is an extinct volcano rising directly from the ocean floor. The population was 1,000 at the time (1984), and the island consists of five square miles of land. There is one road, aptly titled “The Road,” and one airport that boasts the shortest landing strip on earth. There is an elfin forest at the mountain’s peak, and, below sea level, some of the best scuba diving in the world.
- During high school, there was a period of time in which I wouldn’t leave the house without applying black eyeliner. It wasn’t too dramatic; I was in a goth-lite phase. However, I felt naked without it. This accompanied a strong Sylvia Plath fixation.
- I have been known to shop at Abercrombie & Fitch. Yes, I know. I was even wearing (well-fitting, even on my 5′3″ frame) pants from said store when my graphic design instructor described their marketing scheme as “Teenyporn.” Touché.
- I learned to read at age four.
- My sister and I distributed an indie paper in our preteen years. It was called the Neighborhood News, and required us to “collect news” door-to-door on a weekly basis, compile the goods, photocopy it, and make deliveries. My favorite mini-article consisted of this: “Alan Diedrick got a flat-top. Wow!”
- I went to a Cooperstown Hall of Fame Game when I was ten, as a last minute sports-ambivalent addition to a group that had lost one person. I didn’t know who was playing, didn’t know that my ticket could’ve been scalped for someone’s firstborn child, and wore a late-80s-esque denim miniskirt and a pink top.
- I live in a neighborhood in which I was unsurprised to see a woman dig a tiny plastic bag of powder out of her bra this morning, exposing most of her breast to dozens of passers-by. Curiously, on a monthly basis, I still shell out more in rent for my studio than many people pay for houses they actually (will) own. Even more curiously, I still feel perfectly safe walking down the street at 3 AM.
- I once played a role titled “Butler” during a sit-in.
- I won the Geography Bee in fifth grade by answering two questions correctly out of ten. I think the US government wants us to be stupid so that we’ll be fine with attacking other countries for no good reason. Who’s gonna stand up for a country they’ve never heard of? Iraq? I-what? Is that the one with the Shah or something? No? Whatever. They sound shady. Break out the big guns. Kill! Kill! Yeah!
- I was named for a Swedish porn star.
Just kidding on the last one. As for the customary tagging, I’ll leave the option to meme, or not to meme. It’s up to you, loyal readers.
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Punam said,
January 29, 2007 @ 8:29 pm
Wow, I lived on Saba for a month and a half in 1996. It was really funny to read the first sentence after your first bullet. Really funny. I am laughing so hard still that I think I’m going to need a shot of Saba Spiced Rum to calm me down.
If only I had known to look for your initials carved at the top of the mountain there, my life would be complete. I will now go put on my “I survived the Saba Landing” t-shirt depicting the world’s shortest runway completely surrounded by violent waves crashing into rocky cliffs and cry.
dr said,
January 30, 2007 @ 12:40 pm
Hey, I was a butler too! Good times.