Current mood: Querulous
Here's how you play: Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things about yourself: facts, habits, or goals. At the end, choose 10 people to be tagged, and list their names and why you chose them. Don't forget to leave them a comment (like "You're It!") and a note to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you! Since you can't tag me back, let me know when you've posted your blog so I can see your answers!
I was tagged by
Liesl1. When I was little, I had very deep conversations with my hands. The left and right hands had distinctive personalities and opinions. When I put the hands together to form a sort of mouth I called it “God.” One time God told me to run away from home. I packed my bag but then dinner was ready.
2. When I was little I had to go to the hospital for head injuries. I liked standing up under things.
3. According to family lore, on a trip to the hospital (or doctor?) when I was very small a man opened the door to the car to steal my mom’s purse but grabbed my leg instead. He took off when I screamed.
4. I like Coffeemate or half-n-half in my coffee. I hate milk in my coffee.
5. I shaved Vanilla Ice stripes into my hair in college.
6. My first car was a banana yellow ’79 LTD.

7. I’ve published two poems and one short story.
8. I received one fan letter on account of that short story. From a prisoner. In prison. He sent me a poem in which he detailed how he thought of my story and stroked himself to sleep.
9. I would love to live somewhere in or near the redwoods in Northern California.
10. The first album I remember receiving as a gift was “Destroyer” by Kiss. I wanted it for “Beth,” so the first song on side 1, “Detroit Rock City,” scared the living shit out of me. I adapted and eventually cut out the pictures of the band on the album cover to use as paper dolls. I was five.
In code, yer tagged little monkeys:

Shiny
Willard Scott
Adairdevil
CRod
Anon
Tony Mascarpone
Bryan Bo Buyin
Amyfred
Debbielicious
Mandy
Labels: weirdness