Thursday, August 30, 2007

Eight Random Things About Me

I’ve been tagged. Thanks, Michael! So, let’s see.

1. I spent three years living on the Navajo Nation and working for DNA-People’s Legal Services as a librarian and litigation support attorney. It’s the best job I’ve ever had.

2. I still haven’t managed to find the right religion. I’m a Jewish convert with pagan leanings and I was raised Presbyterian. I think Jesus could have been one son of G-d in the sense that he really understood how to make that connection, but I don’t think he was the only son of G-d. As for G-d, well, I don’t have a clue what it/he/she/they are but that doesn’t mean I can’t pray to it/him/her/them, so I do.

3. I used to slice head cheese for the mob. A notorious family that owned a grocery store in a big city, not New York.

4. I have lived in New Jersey, Texas, Arizona, Illinois, Michigan, New Mexico, the Navajo Nation, Massachusetts, Oklahoma, and Georgia.

5. Okay, this is really weird. I love to travel by Greyhound bus. Alone. For looooong distances. I once traveled for 6 days straight without getting off except for rest stops: Albuquerque, Denver, Phoenix, L.A., up the West coast, into Vancouver, across Canada (what a drive!), and into Minnesota. It’s my version of camping out. Or at least it was. It’s been a long time.

6. I was a singer in high school and had started to develop a small following but then I started drinking and kept forgetting all the lyrics so that put an end to that. Now I have a secret desire for fame and fortune. Well. Not that secret, I guess. Someday I want to act and be in a musical. In the meantime I’m lucky enough to sing in two excellent (and gay) choral groups.

7. Other things I want to do before I die: get a tattoo. Visit Alaska.

8. I love antiquing and bargain hunting and garage sales. I am very good at finding used stuff Real Cheap The most expensive piece of furniture I own cost me $62 and it’s really beautiful. Really. But … someday it would be nice to have the option of spending a lot…Just to see what it feels like.

All righty, then. For anyone reading this, consider yourself tagged!

2 comments:

  1. Okay, book off work. Take the Greyhound to Alaska, stopping only to get a tattoo (stop her and I'll take you to Cat's Tats, you'll like her). Alright, stop also for some antique and bargain hunting. And if you can handle it, read some Sam Harris while you're on the bus. I always feel badly encouraging anyone to go secular/atheist, but it's such a wise and logical belief. The mystery is still there, just doesn't have to realte to superstition and old books written by men who had never eaten a pizza, rode the Greyhound or listened to Bob Dylan.

    Head cheese for the mob - stay on the bus for that one!

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