Monday, February 21, 2005

After a mostly pleasant day at work, I had to deal with some unrelated, severe bureaucratic hassles for a couple of hours, and don’t really want to re-live that experience. So, I’ll take a hint from Fred in order to construct a pleasant entry.

Ten things I've done that most of my friends probably haven't:

* Had my photo in a small-city newspaper because I was reading the previous day’s edition aloud -- and because I and was 4 years and 3 months old at the time.

* Eaten fresh scallop sashimi on the hoof, on a dive boat off the California coast.

* Played on a quizbowl team, as a full-time student, with a teammate whose mother is younger than I am.

* Co-wrote a full-length musical comedy with someone whose other collaborators have included Douglas Adams.

* Scared away a pair of fellow tourists at Uluru (Ayers Rock) by chattering excitely to them -- in French -- about the queen honeypot ant that was crawling at our feet.

* Played my own original songs on stage at the Rat in Boston. (The Police once played there too, albeit on a different night and to a much larger audience.) :)

* Voted for the first woman governor of a U.S. state who was elected in her own right (rather than to succeed a family member).

* Co-discovered a strange, previously unsuspected phenomenon of insect reproductive biology.

* Had (separate) conversations with Jane Goodall, Jim Hightower, C. Everett Koop, Sir David Attenborough, and Noam Chomsky.

* Won a gift certificate at a sandwich shop for submitting the best story of how my parents met.


At 12:49 PM, Blogger Maribeth said... *did* your parents meet?

At 8:14 PM, Blogger Julie said...

The story itself isn't all that unusual. They were both working in a northern Connecticut carpet mill at the time. (It was 1947, she lived in the Italian neighborhood on one side of the factory, and he was from the Polish neighborhood on the other side.) She thought he was cute, he thought she was cute, he asked her out, and the rest is history. However, if your parents met in a carpet factory, and you refer to yourself as the "Fruit of the Loom", your contest entry will garner significant style points for its sheer corniness!


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