20 things to know about [livejournal.com profile] annathepiper

Sep. 21st, 2005 12:04 pm
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[livejournal.com profile] neutronjockey actually tagged me on this several days ago--I bet you thought I didn't see it, didn't you, NJ? Anyway, because I have time at work right now, here are my answers to the 20 Random Facts About You Meme.

I will not tag anyone, though, because sharing the Duck Story is reason enough for this post.


1. I held first chair in the flute section of my middle school's band for two and a half years, until I was ousted by the girl in the second chair. I cried my eyes out. My teacher's awkward attempt to console me by noting that the other girl was also our only oboe player did NOT help.

2. I attended five different high schools, due to turbulent family upheavals in my teen years.

3. I have written stories ever since I was in elementary school. Half of me wishes more of my school-era writings survived to this day. The rest of me is grateful they did not.

4. I still have my first flute, though it is unplayable. I have not been able to bring myself to throw it out.

5. While taking German in high school, I learned how to write in German script. Throughout 1985, I wrote my diary in that script as a security measure to keep my brother from reading it.

6. I crave a chance to visit Newfoundland. And Ireland. And Scotland (again).

7. Most persons who make me swoon, either musically or physically, can be traced back to Elvis Presley.

8. My father was once told that he looked like George Carlin. He rather had George Carlin's sense of humor, too.

9. When I was five years old, a tornado struck my town. I do not remember much of this, but I have one remaining memory of my family having to crowd into my bedroom closet because it was the center portion of the house. Many years later, my father and oldest brother told me that the sky turned green and that our dog tried to climb into our dryer to hide. Our dog was a German shepherd. Our dryer was a top-loader.

For many years after, well into adulthood, I kept having dreams about tornados.

10. My father once told me that I won him a bet by proving I could read at age four, by reading out of a newspaper article. I do not remember this, either.

11. Dad also once told me that some of my first words were "play more Elvis, daddy!" I do not remember this, either, but some of my fondest memories are of listening to Elvis records with my father, with the two of us wearing headphones plugged into a double headphone jack on his stereo, or of Elvis: Aloha Via Satellite pounding out of his quadrophonic speakers.

12. Yet another thing Dad once told me was that I used to make duck noises before I learned how to talk. I did not believe this until Dad passed away and [livejournal.com profile] solarbird, [livejournal.com profile] spazzkat, and I went back to Kentucky for the funeral. My family gathered at my brother Marc's house, and in walked my Uncle Larry, who I had not seen in over fifteen years. The first words out of his mouth were to tell me how much I looked like my mother. The second words out of his mouth were, "Did you know you used to make duck noises?" And he proceeded to regale me with the tale of how my toddler self would wander around the house making duck noises, much to the amusement of my father and his brothers. They would tell me, "Here comes the duck! Now here comes the duck hunters!" And they would make gun noises, and I would squeal, and run off giggling across the room.

My mother would get red in the face and primly insist, "My daughter does not make duck noises!"

And I would quack. Or so claimed my Uncle Larry.

At the funeral, my other uncle, Marion, who I had not seen for about as long, told me the exact same thing the moment he laid eyes on me. Through the course of the service, every time I started looking shaky, he'd lean over to me and with a deadpan expression on his face, he'd say, "Quack."

13. I am ever so slightly scared of crossing bridges over large bodies of water, probably because I suck as a swimmer.

14. I am nearsighted, but my family didn't figure this out until I showed up for first grade and had trouble reading the blackboard.

15. I am not a lesbian, but I play one in my marriage! (I am, for the record, bi. Just in case anyone hadn't figured that out with my swooning over Russell Crowe and Great Big Sea, yet having a female partner.)

16. I am a devoted SF/fantasy fan of many years running. Most of my family is bemused by this, but not [livejournal.com profile] wildshadowstar. (HI BECKY!)

17. I was the first out of all my siblings to get a college degree.

18. I have lived in various iterations of the group household called the Murkworks ever since moving out to Seattle in 1991. [livejournal.com profile] solarbird and I have continued this on through the years because we like it.

19. I like to wear hats. Specifically, hats from here. I have several, though at this point I'm down to two that are my favorites, and I keep having to wrestle Dara for which one I'm wearing, because she likes them too. People periodically stop me and tell me, "Cool hat!" I tell them thank you, because lo, the Hatterdashery hats are in fact Cool.

20. I do not wear makeup, and as a rule, I usually do not shave either my legs or my underarms. Not because I am a feminist or out of any desire to make a statement, but rather, mostly just because spending time on these things annoys me.

Date: 2005-09-21 08:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] casirafics.livejournal.com
I tell them thank you, because lo, the Hatterdashery hats are in fact Cool.

Yes, they are. I have a number myself. ;)

The duck story is priceless.

Date: 2005-09-21 08:32 pm (UTC)

Date: 2005-09-21 08:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] neutronjockey.livejournal.com
I don't shave my legs or underarms either. What a funny practice we impose of women and women alone...and Lance Armstrong... I wonder when exactly it became the social 'norm'? I will no go and google the history of leg shaving (because I am truely that bored, and slightly curious).
-=Jeff=-
psssst guess who's coming to AnnaCon :P

Date: 2005-09-22 07:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] neutronjockey.livejournal.com
I do miss Seattle, one of my favorite cities world-wide, number three to Brisbane and Singapore only. Now what to do about this... *begins hatching plot*....
-=Jeff=-

Date: 2005-09-22 02:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] neutronjockey.livejournal.com
I'm planning on flying in on the 9th and leaving around the 15th-16th.

Date: 2005-09-23 10:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] neutronjockey.livejournal.com
I'm extremely easy to entertain, just add coffee.
-=Jeff=-

Date: 2005-09-21 10:37 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] technoshaman.livejournal.com
Too bad Hatterdashery don't make old-fashioned felt fedoras. I've got a traditional Red Hat hat, but I'd like to have some in other colors... maybe a brown one I can put a PRESS pass in.... :)

Date: 2005-09-21 11:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fleurdelista.livejournal.com

13. I am ever so slightly scared of crossing bridges over large bodies of water


I feel your pain on this one. I have a hard time walking over bridges, much less driving over them. Not because I can't swim (I can, and pretty well)but because I am always thinking doomsday scenarios.

Date: 2005-09-21 11:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cafiorello.livejournal.com
I don't like it much, but our dog is actually phobic about it! You ain't seen nothin' until you've seen a psychologist trying to do cognitive-behavioral therapy with a dog...on a bridge...over a river. ;)
Cathy

Date: 2005-09-22 04:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fleurdelista.livejournal.com
Now that's a sight!

Date: 2005-09-22 02:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fleurdelista.livejournal.com
The one that bothers me on foot is back home; the first time I walked over it the damned thing shook as a tractor trailer crossed it. Another time some dumb kid decided to walk along the railing the entire way across.

The bridge over the St Lawrence River is the freakeist thing, though, it shakes, it moves, it sounds weird as you drive across it. I don't like bridges.

Date: 2005-09-22 12:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shikyrie.livejournal.com
13. I am ever so slightly scared of crossing bridges over large bodies of water, probably because I suck as a swimmer.

I'm not the only one? I HATE bridges... When I lived in the Harrisburg Area, we had to cross a foot bridge (what was once the old Market St. bridge until Agnes caused it to be shut down to motor traffic, and the blizzard of '96 finished it off.) It was one of those old iron truss bridges with the metal grates for the travelling surface... Always gave me the shivers when I crossed it and had to look down at the water beneath my feet, and I'd cross it really quick to get it over with. Then there was the bridge from the mainland to the outer banks in NC a few yrs back... some storm or something took out half of the guard rail, and I gripped the armrest with all my strength. or the high bridge over the susquehanna river in southern York county... ok, I digress...

Date: 2005-09-22 01:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shikyrie.livejournal.com
small ones don't really bother me unless they're really creaky and rickety...

Date: 2005-09-22 03:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shikyrie.livejournal.com
true that... I'd just rather avoid them if at all possible

Date: 2005-09-22 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shikyrie.livejournal.com
So I've seen and heard

Date: 2005-09-22 04:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dr-pretentious.livejournal.com
Okay, bizarre potential coincidence question:

That tornado when you were 5--were you living in Kentucky at the time?

I ask because my family was stationed at Fort Knox in the mid-1970s, and one of my most vivid childhood memories is of being bustled into our house out from under a very green sky, and then spending hours and hours sealed up in the closet under the stairs while the tornado trashed the base. My mother was immensely pregnant with my sister, and my father was cramming for his night classes at the nearest law school so he could get into the JAG Corps and get all of us out of the enlistedmens' slums. An army of conscripts can be kept in slums; an army of volunteers can't. Extrapolating from the end of the draft and my sister's birthdate, this would have been in early 1974.

So, could it have been the same tornado?

Date: 2005-09-23 01:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dr-pretentious.livejournal.com
Was it really in April? Wow, less than a month before my sister was born. My mother must have expected to go into labor at any minute. Yep, I think it's the same tornado.

We made a few trips into Louisville, since that's where my father was working on his law degree. I seem to remember gargoyles in or around the museum. Not much else about your hometown, though.

Date: 2005-09-22 08:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chamois-shimi.livejournal.com
Re: bridges
What wigs me out is the Alaskan Way viaduct. Especially southbound. *shudder*

But in light of your bridge problem, I won't mention my adventures with Seattle's floating bridges while I was growing up. ;)

Date: 2005-09-22 05:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chamois-shimi.livejournal.com
It's one of those freeway sandwiches, exactly like the one that went squish in the Loma Prieta earthquake in California in um... what year was that? In the middle of the World Series of that year, anyway. My parents live way south, in Burien, and my sister lives in Ballard so when visiting between the two, the logical route seems to be, sadly, Hwy 99 and the viaduct. And certain express busses that head south from downtown use the viaduct too... even better! On a BUS where things could go squish!

Aie.

Date: 2005-09-25 05:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chamois-shimi.livejournal.com
That's the one! I couldn't remember if it was '89 or '90. The Nimitz freeway... they tore it down completely. *twitch*

Date: 2005-09-22 12:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] starsongky.livejournal.com
#13 - I'm okay with bridges, but those spiral exit ramps in some parking structures scare the bejeebers out of me as a side effect of mild claustrophobia.

#18 - 1991? Holy Crap, it's been that long already?

Date: 2005-09-22 10:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildshadowstar.livejournal.com
I blame you and Aunt Kim for the fantasy side of mu fatnasy/sci-fi addiction.

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