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UPDATE: Being as this has taken 72 minutes, and I only have 73 friends, You are ALL tagged!
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Here you learn the little things that make me, me. And some might be weird, and some may be so normal as to seem insignificant, but all are part of this conglomerate entity that calls itself "I"
In the coming days I'll go through these in more depth and my thoughts on them.
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1. My mother was a fundamentalist pentecostal christian. Bible is the literal, inerrant word, all that... Note the term "fundamental" in the very title of this linked page. My father, on the other hand, was an atheist. Not of the FFRF sort.
2. I love cereal. I eat it almost every day. And certainly I get WAY more carbs than I need. As a kid, of course, I used to love all the nasty ass sugar stuff, but now I like the healthier whole grain flakes type stuff.
3. I was on welfare growing up. The few things I remember about it were the nasty ass gov't cheese... And being on the lunch ticket program. My dad was laid off his shipbuilding job (boilermaking, specifically)
church's radio station that broadcast up to the U.P. (if the U.P. is unfamiliar to you, that's the Upper Peninsula of Michigan). We lived in Door County.
6. I used to eat on average 2 chilitos, from Taco Bell, daily. I earned the nickname "chilito man." Then I was hired there...
7. I got punched in the face when I was on the bus in Kindergarten, by on older kid. In the face. I remember it quite clearly.
8. I have been friends withvesicular, since 3rd grade, and I remember meeting him in Kindergarten, though I don't think he remembers that.
9. I once talked my way out of a fight. Quite easily too, I might add.
10. I once got in a fight where I *almost* blacked out. In a CLASSROOM with the teacher standing by the door. Oblivious...
11. In 6th grade I had my own Spelling class, and it used high-school level books.
12. I also came in third in 5th grade at the spelling bee (5th to 8th grade)
13. I third grade, we used to play a game called Rusty Meathook. I don't know ifvesicular remembers this, but I'm pretty sure he played along.
14. In third grade, I also had raced a girl to see who would be each others "slave" for a week. I, being the fatter and more out of shape of the two of us, and she being quite small and spritely, I thought that even if I tried, I would lose, but if I had to, I would "cheat" by losing. Yes, I wanted to be her slave.
15. I was in my first band in 1991, withtreeshaman, and then her brother, and then our (including lj user="vesicular"'s friend as well), Tony, and then we switch to a new singer, then we sort of broke up. We were called, at one point Puking Fetus (yes, without the 'o', spelling champ that I was, I still didn't know this)... Then we became Burnt Youth who we essentially were from then on. I still have a picture/drawing that treeshaman did, I hope to photograph it and post it someday.
16. I moved to Madison because of our band moving. I haven't regretted it since.
17. I almost went to a Bible College. I didn't, because they had a dress code, and I thought that was bullshit. I reasoned that God sees us when we're fucking naked for Christ's sake. This was merely "dressing" as at were, a vain sort of pride. It wasn't for God, it was for outward appearance. I didn't like that. So I said "fuck that!"
18. I started as Republican in young life (arguing with my 8 or 9 year old neighbor girl, about Reagan or Mondale... her family was farming family, and they tend to be democrats in Wisconsin, I believe... or they used to, I don't know about these days)... Then I became a libertarian-republican in High School (without knowing the term Libertarian), then would move on to Libertarian with a capital L type person, then became more understanding of the left spectrum, went into anarchism and now consider myself a libertarian socialist.
19. I went to "Pro-Life" meetings as a youth. And with my mom, I once fielded a booth at the county for Wisconsin Right to Life as a younger kid. Yeah, with the aborted foetuses and all.
20. My very first "fetish" was hairy armpits. The vaguest recollection I can think of about this is seeing a Playboy at my neighbors house (same kid as above) when we found her dad's stash and looked at it. For some reason I conflated an article about Olivia Newton-John with a picture of some woman with armpit hair. I liked it.
and as an added bonus for all who plodded along this weary path... a few more...
21. My sister and her friend used to (they must have been 12 or so, maybe 13, and I was 6 or 7) dress me up in their bras and put lipstick and fingernail polish on me. I liked that. I liked the attention. You can see that this would have had an effect on my life
22. The first time I ever saw a porn flick, I was in 6th grade, my sister (the same one as above), came home, dropped of a rented video tape in my lap, said here, and walked up to her room. I look at the title "Very Dirty Dancing". I pop it in. Oh the classic plotline. Oh the 80s hair.
And a fun one! Serendipitously numbered....
23. When I was young (starting from age 5) I used to go to the library every week or two, and check out massive quantities of books. Carrying many in my arms, stacked up in front of my chest, all the way to my chin some days... Mostly these were art science, history and joke books. Lots of joke books. I'll do a little thing in my next post. Years later, the librarian (and I mean like age 16-18 or something) looked at my card, said "You're Dave Elliot!" and I said yeah, she said she remembered me with my big stack of books. That was nice.
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detestamentUPDATE: Being as this has taken 72 minutes, and I only have 73 friends, You are ALL tagged!
---
Here you learn the little things that make me, me. And some might be weird, and some may be so normal as to seem insignificant, but all are part of this conglomerate entity that calls itself "I"
In the coming days I'll go through these in more depth and my thoughts on them.
---
1. My mother was a fundamentalist pentecostal christian. Bible is the literal, inerrant word, all that... Note the term "fundamental" in the very title of this linked page. My father, on the other hand, was an atheist. Not of the FFRF sort.
2. I love cereal. I eat it almost every day. And certainly I get WAY more carbs than I need. As a kid, of course, I used to love all the nasty ass sugar stuff, but now I like the healthier whole grain flakes type stuff.
3. I was on welfare growing up. The few things I remember about it were the nasty ass gov't cheese... And being on the lunch ticket program. My dad was laid off his shipbuilding job (boilermaking, specifically)
church's radio station that broadcast up to the U.P. (if the U.P. is unfamiliar to you, that's the Upper Peninsula of Michigan). We lived in Door County.
6. I used to eat on average 2 chilitos, from Taco Bell, daily. I earned the nickname "chilito man." Then I was hired there...
7. I got punched in the face when I was on the bus in Kindergarten, by on older kid. In the face. I remember it quite clearly.
8. I have been friends with
vesicular, since 3rd grade, and I remember meeting him in Kindergarten, though I don't think he remembers that.9. I once talked my way out of a fight. Quite easily too, I might add.
10. I once got in a fight where I *almost* blacked out. In a CLASSROOM with the teacher standing by the door. Oblivious...
11. In 6th grade I had my own Spelling class, and it used high-school level books.
12. I also came in third in 5th grade at the spelling bee (5th to 8th grade)
13. I third grade, we used to play a game called Rusty Meathook. I don't know if
vesicular remembers this, but I'm pretty sure he played along.14. In third grade, I also had raced a girl to see who would be each others "slave" for a week. I, being the fatter and more out of shape of the two of us, and she being quite small and spritely, I thought that even if I tried, I would lose, but if I had to, I would "cheat" by losing. Yes, I wanted to be her slave.
15. I was in my first band in 1991, with
treeshaman, and then her brother, and then our (including lj user="vesicular"'s friend as well), Tony, and then we switch to a new singer, then we sort of broke up. We were called, at one point Puking Fetus (yes, without the 'o', spelling champ that I was, I still didn't know this)... Then we became Burnt Youth who we essentially were from then on. I still have a picture/drawing that treeshaman did, I hope to photograph it and post it someday.16. I moved to Madison because of our band moving. I haven't regretted it since.
17. I almost went to a Bible College. I didn't, because they had a dress code, and I thought that was bullshit. I reasoned that God sees us when we're fucking naked for Christ's sake. This was merely "dressing" as at were, a vain sort of pride. It wasn't for God, it was for outward appearance. I didn't like that. So I said "fuck that!"
18. I started as Republican in young life (arguing with my 8 or 9 year old neighbor girl, about Reagan or Mondale... her family was farming family, and they tend to be democrats in Wisconsin, I believe... or they used to, I don't know about these days)... Then I became a libertarian-republican in High School (without knowing the term Libertarian), then would move on to Libertarian with a capital L type person, then became more understanding of the left spectrum, went into anarchism and now consider myself a libertarian socialist.
19. I went to "Pro-Life" meetings as a youth. And with my mom, I once fielded a booth at the county for Wisconsin Right to Life as a younger kid. Yeah, with the aborted foetuses and all.
20. My very first "fetish" was hairy armpits. The vaguest recollection I can think of about this is seeing a Playboy at my neighbors house (same kid as above) when we found her dad's stash and looked at it. For some reason I conflated an article about Olivia Newton-John with a picture of some woman with armpit hair. I liked it.
and as an added bonus for all who plodded along this weary path... a few more...
21. My sister and her friend used to (they must have been 12 or so, maybe 13, and I was 6 or 7) dress me up in their bras and put lipstick and fingernail polish on me. I liked that. I liked the attention. You can see that this would have had an effect on my life
22. The first time I ever saw a porn flick, I was in 6th grade, my sister (the same one as above), came home, dropped of a rented video tape in my lap, said here, and walked up to her room. I look at the title "Very Dirty Dancing". I pop it in. Oh the classic plotline. Oh the 80s hair.
And a fun one! Serendipitously numbered....
23. When I was young (starting from age 5) I used to go to the library every week or two, and check out massive quantities of books. Carrying many in my arms, stacked up in front of my chest, all the way to my chin some days... Mostly these were art science, history and joke books. Lots of joke books. I'll do a little thing in my next post. Years later, the librarian (and I mean like age 16-18 or something) looked at my card, said "You're Dave Elliot!" and I said yeah, she said she remembered me with my big stack of books. That was nice.
