- Once, in a fit of boredom (sunbathing in Gulf Shores, AL) (who sunbathes anymore?)I figured out the lyrics to "Joy to the World," backward. This is the 3 Dog Night song, not the Christmas carol. The words are in the correct order, but each word is backward. It begins like this: "haimereJ saw a gorfllub, saw a doog dneirf fo enim..." Oh, don't get me started. I'll be singing it, backward, all night long now.
- I can wiggle my pinkie toes independently. None of the other toes move. Have displayed this rare talent on one or two occasions, usually when alcohol was involved...
- I count everything. How many steps down to the basement. How many steps upstairs to the second floor. How many weeds I pull. How many swoops with the vacuum. How many forks I take out of the dw basket. It's maddening. At least it is a subtext in my brain. I am simultaneously thinking my bizarre random thoughts. If it were forefront, I think I would lose it. It is quite annoying even now.
If you, The Reader, are expecting revelations as to The Meaning of Life, this is not the place for you. Expect streams of conciousness and simple pleasures. Rants and raves. If you are expecting major impact, DO NOT READ MY BLOG. I fear disappointing you.
Sunday, August 3
3 Little-Known Facts...
.. about moi.
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