TELL 5 INTERESTING/SURPRISING THINGS ABOUT YOURSELF!

I don't think so...but to be honest, I am not sure.

Reading all the preceding has been fun--and interesting. Here goes:

1. I almost drowned when I was at summer camp, and another kid, who I didn't even like, saved my life. Made me think...

2. I like to think of myself as articulate and intelligent, but I get sloppy drunk and talk like a goddam fool.

3. Karl Marx may be an antecedent.

4. I actually enjoy my friends' little kids, but I've never been a parent (maybe that's not so strange, after all).

5. I like to read long novels, but I still go crazy when I hear the Ramones sing "Teenage Lobotomy" (see #2).

D'artagnan, for most, when they get sloppy drunk and talk like a goddamn fool, only then do they think of themselves as articulate and intelligent, so you have one up on them!

Ever get raging drunk and talk the ear off of a sympathetic proseletyzer (is that a word?)? I've done this a couple of times, and it's very satisfying -- having them keep waiting for their opening, feigning interest in all your drunken drivel. Good times.

I don't think there are 5 interesting things about me, at least not to me!
But "surprising" hmmm, let me think (may take a while) :wink:

Sugar, congratulations!

Don't worry, you'll adore your own children, but you still won't like other people's kids.

I was the same way, and I wouldn't be without my two girls, but I still don't enjoy being around other children.

Whassup with that, pray tell?

I dunno, we we can have a good little talk, eh?

Misti, Great thread.

I love to fix things, and I'm fairly good it. When I was a kid, I would take things apart just to be able to put them back together.

I am an impatient person, but I have infinite patience for old folks and animals.

I was the youngest person to ever have her own library card in my local branch of the library.

I used to cry at Hallmark Card commercials. I don't do this now because they've changed the commercials.

I've had six books published; I'm now revising a new one; and I have an idea for another.

Roberta - 6 books?! Impressive. I'm envious of all of you that are published.



This may sound strange (don't I always?) but it actually makes me feel better to know that their are others here that don't like children except their own. Many people look at me like I'm some strange being "You're a woman! How can you not want to hold the baby?!" Yuck. Get that drooling mess far away from me.

The boy likes children and can entertain other people's kids, especially babies, for hours. My blood pressure goes up everytime I hear them screech or run or throw another to across the room. Maybe I don't like other people's children because I think their parents aren't even fit enough to raise a guinea pig properly.

You know what's going to happen, don't you? My kids will be the biggest screaming maniacs in the city. I have already informed my brother that I am dropping them off at their uncle's house for the summer - and never picking them up.

wow I'm impressed! what kind of books?

Me, too, Roberta!!! What kind of? So curious!!!

I think that is fabbo! Please divulge. I want to read them!

There are really as well interesting as surprising things coming up here!

Since I'm using my real name -will we get to know Roberta's now? :wink: -, there can't be much surprising or interesting left.

Besides

- I lived with my girl friend for nearly 8 years. Then she throw me out of the aprtment, we didn't see each other for 13 years ... and are now married since more than seven years,

- when getting renewed my Nato-clearance, the military secret service asked me, if I still had connections to "Red China" (at the age of 14 I ordered a "Mao bible" from their ambassy in Switzerland, since there was none in Germany). (I got again the allowance to read 'Nato secrets' :wink: )

- I have been the only social worker in a (high) securuty prison with a previous conviction (alcohol related),

- I studied history twice (first time didn't finish it due to alcoholism, now studied it again just for fun),

- I'm the darling-uncle of five god-children (and a dozen more children want to exchange their uncles with me ).

First I have to say that I miscounted. I think there are ten.

Three of the books are textbooks. Not exactly the kind of thing you want to sit down and read--unless you absolutely have to. Two of them are business books--one on design for desktop publishing and the other on telephone communication. The third book was part of a series for adult basic ed/ESL students. Each of these books has a teacher's manual. I've also written several other teacher's manuals for books I didn't write.

Another book that was published was a style manual for a historical musuem. Tres interesting and challenging project.

I've written parts of a bunch of books--glossaries, special proofreading hints, special sections of style manuals.

The book that I'm working on now is my first novel. And the book that I have in mind is nonfiction, but not a textbook.

Anyone who wants to take it to ten, be my guest!

I love hearing all these wonderful things about people I KNEW were special since I first met them.

Walter, you floored me ... I was sure you were in the military, but not the kind you mentioned:)

Fun, fun, fun ........ :wink:

There are four squinneys in my home. Steve, Stephen, Shelley, Seth.

I am not really a bear.

I am related to William Shakespeare, Samuel Morse and Grover Cleveland.

I have 5 penises.

My pants fit like a glove.

BPB, What you really mean is that your glove fits like your pants. LOL c.i.

Trawling memory...

I was voted Wittiest by my senior class. Our picture in the annual was us, drinking from wine glasses at a party, wearing togas. I misplaced my wittiness several years ago, and haven't even bothered to look for it.

We had a White and Black everything. White Homecoming Queen, Black Homecoming Queen, Black/White Wittiest, Black/White Best Dressed... I thought this was normal until friends at college saw my annual...... I don't know why we did this. Did anyone else's high school do this?

I was a cheerleader in Jr High, but when I squatted for my jumps, my knees crunched. I didn't go out for it again. I really liked the novelty, but I really hated learning cheers and practice. If they would have just let me wear the uniform...

I was in a horrific car accident. BFs hot rod was totalled. Friends, who saw the car, but hadn't heard about me thought we'd been killed. I walked up on a group of them, a couple crying, the next morning at church. That was a weird experience. Almost like attending your own funeral. Neither of us was injured. It was a miracle. I still ride past the telephone pole we cut in half. The others on the street are blackish. The one they replaced is now greenish-brown. The hydrant we hit is still like the Leaning Hydrant of Pisa.

A friend was in a coma for about a month. We all visited pretty often, trying to wake him up. One day, I tickled his foot. There were about five people in the room. He very slowly sat up. He looked at me. I said, "Wake up. You'll be late." He slowly laid back down. Two months later, he came out of the coma. He said he dreamed about me all the time--I was always telling him to hurry, he was going to be late. (OK, I don't know why I told that. Its not very interesting. I think tickling feet is very underrated in coma victims.)

please tell us when it is finished and published?

Roberta--
I wish you could tell us about the plot ideas--but if I were you I wouldn't...

Could you share genre?