A few out there have tagged me yet again in the Honest Scrap meme. I did this about a month and a half ago (see HERE), but for lack of anything better to do, I thought I’d throw another list out. Let’s hope this one isn’t as scandalous as some others out there (Michael. Rob.). So I give to you another ten factoids about me:
1) I’m pretty sure I have ADD and OCD, though both remain undiagnosed. When my wife and I watch the new show “Obsessed” on A&E (about people who have various OCD behaviors like hoarding, or irrational fears, or must touch something a certain way or a certain number of times, etc.) I often say to her “yeah, that’s me.” I’m just not even close to being as severe as those cases.
2) For those who don’t know, my family owns a pet store and has for the last 35 years. I don’t recall this story but my parents swear to its authenticity. When I was little, probably 4 or 5, we got in a bunch of bunnies and I wanted to play with them. My parents agreed. Later I came wheeling the bunnies out to the front of the store in my little red wagon, telling my parents they were “sleeping.” Truth is, I had hugged the bunnies too long/hard/much, and suffocated them all. Love hurts!
3) I wanted to, and almost did, drop out of college my freshman year. Things just weren’t clicking socially, I hadn’t adjusted to being far away from home (and since then I’ve lived in NC and TX the last 6 years!), and I didn’t know for certain what I wanted to do. It was a period of introspection and growth for me. For those who know me now, I hope they would say that I made a good decision not leaving, and that I’ve come a long way.
4) I was an RA in undergrad my junior and senior year. It was amazing, and I would love to do it again. Some great highs (having the guys on my floor win the college’s intramural competition for the year; engaging in an all out prank war with the girls on the opposite side of the floor, and winning) and some lows (one student attempted suicide [and in a pastoral moment for me, I told him I was glad he was ok because, and I quote, “I care about you.” He was a different person the whole rest of the year], and way too many cases of near alcohol poisoning), but it was a ride, and I have memories that are forever etched in my mind from this experience.
5) I have never gotten anything below a B- on a report card in my life . . . . grades K-12, college, masters, and Ph.D. In fact, I haven’t gotten less than a B in years. I only have one B on my Ph.D. transcript (which is bogus for a variety of legitimate reasons, and yes, Roy, I’m still talking about it!); the rest are A’s.
6) I have a very eclectic set of TV shows I watch. Here is a small sampling of what I DVR on a weekly basis (when they are all on, of course): Daily Show, Colbert Report, 24, House, Lie to Me, American Idol, So You Think You Can Dance, Shark Tank, More to Love, Hell’s Kitchen, Kitchen Nightmares, America’s Got Talent, LOST, Survivor, Intervention, Obsessed, The Soup, WWE RAW, WWE Smackdown, ECW on SyFy, Are You Smarter Than A Fifth Grader, the Apprentice.
7) I really wish I had an Australian accent.
8 ) I think South Park is one of the most brilliant shows on TV. It is a wonderfully hilarious social commentary that is often spot on. And seldom (never?) have I been offended by the show.
9) I was a server at Red Lobster for one summer while I attended Duke. Every minute of it was horrible. I had no discernible skill at all. And despite my experience as a server, I still am not a very good tipper.
10) My dad is convinced we as a family were abducted by aliens when I was a baby. As he tells the story, we were driving from one town in SD to another late at night on an empty highway. Suddenly, out of nowhere a single light appeared against the back of the car. Thinking it was a motorcycle trying to latch on to the car (yes, he said it was that close), my dad quickly switched lanes and the light vanished. He checked the papers and police reports the next few days and found no notice of any biker accidents. He attributes my intelligence to this experience.
So, what do you think?
Hmmm. ADD/OCD, dead bunnies, tv addict, and a lousy tipper . . . I’d say you were worth the aliens’ field trip! 🙂
Now THAT is funny! Thanks, Roy!
And to clarify, the bunnies were “sleeping.”
Sure, John . . . whatever helps you sleep at night!
BTW – check out this word of the day: http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/suffocated
“Suffocated” = dead, not “sleeping.” It’s alright, it’s alright . . . let the tears flow. It’s cathartic. 🙂
Roy:
I’m actually quite disappointed you haven’t noticed the genius of my comments. Even at this young age I was obviously well aware of–and making clear, patent, unequivocal, obvious, and overt reference to–the ancient Israelite conception of “death” as “sleep” (see, for example, 1 Kgs 2:10; 11:43; 14:31; 15:8, 24; 16:5, 28 . . .. the list continues).
Even at a young age I was a biblical scholar in the making. Now THAT, my friends, is sharp! Can’t believe you missed that, Roy.
People can use the Bible to support almost anything . . . you know, like the use of biblical euphemisms to excuse the inappropriate slaying of innocent, albeit unclean, bunnies! 🙂
John: A Ph.D. student with nothing to do? Hmmm…. 😉
Jason, c’mon now. I totally wrote this thing at like 11pm. My brain quits working about 10:59. No worries.
John: I have to say that burst out laughing. Aloud. Alone. In my office. when I read the story about the poor bunnies.
The funny thing is that my mental image of a 5 year old “you” was a shrunk down version of your profile pic, suit and all. Hilarious. Walking to the front of the store donning a suit and hauling a red wagon behind you! Ha! 🙂
Aliens, huh? For real? We saw District 9 today. Maybe its not that far off.
Michael, I am glad to have brought joy to your day. And don’t feel sad for the bunnies; they’re in a better place.
As to your mental image of me . . . . sounds about spot on to me. Of course, the only difference is I probably had on a pair of MC Hammer pants (yes, I actually owned and wore some) and a hypercolor shirt (remember those?!?!?!). Good stuff.
John, your poor kids, I hope they stay away from your hugs! 🙂 Hopefully you’ve learned by now.
Rob, ha! Yes, I am pleased to report I am able to hug my son safely. Thanks for your concern!!