Pigs have suddenly sprouted wings and hell is digging out from under its first freeze in years. I know this because—and I’m not really sure how this came about—The Mysterious K has decided to get her eyebrows waxed. I guess that’s what happens when you buy rimless glasses and notice, for the first time since you were 12, that you have eyebrows. So, Dear Readers, at 5:45pm PST/8:45pm EST, put down your knitting, hold your breath, and listen carefully. I suspect you’ll hear her not-very-butch shrieks wafting through the air. Followed by my snickers from the room next door.
In the meantime, let’s see if I can squeeze out a few more “100 Things,” which I now suspect will turn into only “50 51 Things” since I’m boring myself to death with my own self.
40. A pedophile tried to lure me into his car when I was a child, but my parents had taught me well. I knew what was going on, and I knew to run. (Of course, the fact that he didn't have any pants on was a small clue.) Although I escaped physically unscathed, this event affected me for years, and I was inordinately afraid of strangers as a child. Even now, although I've totally recovered and will talk to anyone, anywhere, anytime, I occasionally think about the pedophile and hope he is rotting under the ground somewhere or is a big, burly biker dude's hootchie in jail.
41. I am a grammar snob but I blame it on a mother who insisted, for example, that we say “DunkinG Donuts.” Yes, with the full "ing" sound. Sigh. She was the kind of person to whom you could tell a funny, convoluted, and fascinating story—in your estimation, at least—and her only reaction would be to correct the grammar mistake you made in Sentence One. So annoying, eh, Big Sister?
42. I tend to gravitate toward high-pitched and high-strung things like piccolos, banjos, cheetahs, Arabian horses, and sighthounds. TMK tends to like the opposite: French horns, bass guitars, quarter horses, Norwegian Fjord ponies, and chunky, short dogs with red fur and white paws whose names start with “F.”
43. Partly because I was chicken and partly because I lived in New York, I didn’t start driving seriously until my mid-twenties. I drive all the time now but I'm at my happiest, however, when I'm a passenger. Which is a good thing since TMK is at her happiest when she is a driver. A metaphor for our lives? You betcha!
44. Although I’m afraid of flying, I'm not afraid of the usual things such as heights, spiders, snakes, or insects. And the number one phobia, speaking in front of an audience? Piece a’ cake!
45. I am a night owl. I go to bed late, usually after midnight, and then read for an hour or two. This makes it difficult to get up for work. In fact, if snoozing one’s alarm clock were an Olympic sport...
It doesn’t help that I don’t, as a rule, drink coffee. (I can sense TMK raising an eyebrow at me as if to say, the truth, m’dear, the truth. Okay, the truth is, in the summer I drink a lot of “dessert coffees” but I've never been the kind of person who drags herself out of bed in the a.m. and heads straight for the coffeemaker. I think the last “morning pick-me-up” coffee I had was six months ago. Well, actually it was during the .Net training/fingernail picking/page-turning nightmare in November, but that was purely medicinal. Before that it was six months ago.)
46. I love to laugh. It is the best drug ever. And I love people who can make me laugh. Take my sister, for example. She called me a couple of weeks ago, and the minute I heard her voice, I started laughing, and then she did, too. There was no reason for the laughter, just 44 years of sisterhood. And that’s cool.
47. My favorite book is “The Bridge Over San Luis Rey.” Some other favorites, a small part of a very long list:
A Gathering of Old Men
All Quiet on the Western Front
Any O. Henry short story
Anything by Amy Tan
Anything by Isabel Allende
Cannery Row
Cold Comfort Farm
Dandelion Wine
Fahrenheit 451
Flowers for Algernon
Going After Cacciato
Lord of the Flies
Moby Dick (so much more than a story about a psychotic whaler; so much more, you have no idea)
Of Mice and Men
Out of Africa
Rebecca
Stones for Ibarra
The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings
The Metamorphosis
The Narnia Chronicles
To Kill a Mockingbird
The Screwtape Letters
The Secret of Santa Vittoria
Travels with Charley
Wow... This is a seriously eclectic list.
48. Since living in the States, I have lived in New Jersey, New York, Ohio, Pennsylvania, and Washington.
49. I'm an Extrovert, with a Type B personality and a Myers-Briggs Personality Type of ENFP.
50. I do not like chocolate ice cream. TMK considers this un-American. After 18 years, she still thinks I’m lying.
51. I can see all of sides of every argument. This makes me a very confused and overly empathetic human being who vacillates wildly in her opinions. If you want to see my head explode, ask me how I feel about the death penalty.
Enough. I am seriously boring the crap out of myself. Feel free to ask questions, though, Dear Readers; maybe there's an item 52 lurking around in my head somewhere and I just don't know it.
Knitting Knews
The Eye-Searingly Bright Sock's journey through the Sock-O-Matic is almost done; just need to kitchener the toe. And, to all the folks who said, “Feh, TMK. Ignore Ryan. Wear the socks in public if you want to,” TMK says you rock!
Still on the subject of socks, I've had another request for a pair of vision quest socks! I'm flattered, and excited to know I can, once again, help someone else keep her tootsies warm on her spiritual journey--even though I, personally, don't get spending four days outside without shelter or food. At the end of the quest, I might be spiritually enlightened but I'd also be crankier than sh_t. Anyhoo, Endless Wall of Cascade 220 at my LYS, here I come!
Posted by Ryan at January 5, 2005 11:40 AMI like your eclectic list, of which many parts are also on my favorites list - especially the Bradbury, the Lewis and the Lee. And I've never met anyone else who also loved the Wilder.
Suggest aloe gel as a post-procedure application for TMK. It's soothing and will help the area to feel...well...less abused :)
Posted by: Robbyn on January 5, 2005 11:56 AMOh my. TMK is brave. I've never had my brows waxed, tho as I've gotten older and they have become tres BUSHY...I've thought about it. I am haunted by the one time I tried to wax my own legs.
I was about 17. Didn't completely read the directions... how hard could this be? So I slathered on a *thick* layer of wax the length of my shin. Then let it get good and hard. *Then* read the directions. Tried pulling it off. Screamed like a baby during circumcision....and then spent the better part of the afternoon carfully using a razor blade to saw through the hair between the wax and my leg.
Yeah. That was fun. I still get a little chill of goosebumps thinkin' bout that one.
Guess we can file that one under "Lisa, did you *read* the instructions??", eh, Ryan dear??
Posted by: Lisa in Oregon on January 5, 2005 11:57 AMToo, too funny. Thank goodness. I would describe myself as a very serious person who loves to laugh--and lord knows I needed one when I logged on. You are not boring us, your so-called Dear Readers, by any means--and because we care about our dear little selves more than we care about your enjoyment, I (representative reader) must beg you to suck it up and complete the 100. If TMK can get those brows waxed, you can come up with a paltry 49 more things to say.
Posted by: Janine on January 5, 2005 12:31 PMYour mother and my grandmother must be related. Just thinking about telling a story in front of her makes me tense.
Posted by: Jessica on January 5, 2005 12:49 PMWow--a brow wax! Next thing you know she'll be getting her nails done! ;) Don't worry, TMK, it really isn't that bad. Though I'm a woman who has waxed her own bikini line without flinching. Well, without flinching much. Definitely go with the aloe recommended by Robbyn.
I'm hardly bored by the list, Ryan. I hope that pedophile met with a gang of angry and hungry pirhanas shortly after scarring you!
(Now I'm going to have to run grammar check on every post I make! {wink, grin})
Posted by: Kristen on January 5, 2005 01:02 PMoh, happy socks should always get worn so that others can enjoy them too- i tend to wear such blindingly bright socks (and 'feh' to any who might call them gaudy) often, and i've had friends say 'take off your boots so we can see your socks today'-
what an interesting book list- i occasionally start thinking what my *very* favorite read might be and always find it might be easier to list what i don't like! well, maybe that's a bit off, as there are a couple of genres that elicit the retch and gag reflex usually- it's always fun to see what others enjoy-
brow-waxing/torture session tonight, eh? sounds like fun- i think the person who does mine was trained at the marquis de sade school, but when i've tried diy i always end up looking startled-
stay happy-
Posted by: barb in texas on January 5, 2005 01:15 PMFellow ENFP chiming in. It's funny, I think that although we are extroverted on the outside (and it certainly seems so to other people), we are actually rather shy on the inside.
As for having a grammar stickler for a parent, I can relate. My father is an English teacher. I lived in fear over my comma use. I did, however, inherit his love of language. Sometimes I even parse sentences just for fun.
Can't wait to see those socks! I'm currently drooling over Blue Moon Fiber Arts Socks that Rock. http://handspinning.com/thefold/yarn.blue.html Yummy!
Posted by: Nathania on January 5, 2005 01:58 PMTMK, run. Just run away. Don't do the wax thing. They always try to talk you into something else. They try to convince you that you're a living, breathing sasquatch. I had my eyebrows done once. Not too bad. Then they convinced me that all the baby fine hair just needed to come off my chin. It was 2 days before the swelling went down and I've never had another thing waxed. The pain was excruciating and I had to pay them for it! Sadists. All of them. *shudder*
Ryan, your stalker also demands...errmmmm requests...that you finish the list. I find it fascinating to read what others write about themselves. Sometimes you learn more from what they chose to write about then you do from what they wrote. Besides, like it or not, you're an interesting person. We obviously adore you or we wouldn't be here. Besides, I think if you were boring anyone in this group, you'd know. I haven't exactly noticed any shy folk running amuck in your comments. ;-)
Hope everyone has a great day!!
Posted by: Stalker Angie on January 5, 2005 01:59 PMStalker Angie: Thanks for the comment. I do feel that I should do this at least once, since I insist Ryan do hers on a regular basis because I like the way it looks. I should at least know what she goes through to stay beautiful! Don't worry. They won't be touching any other hair on my body! ;-)
(Besides, I discovered, when I got rimless glasses, that my eyebrows are very uneven in size and shape. Who knew!)
TMK
Posted by: The Mysterious K on January 5, 2005 04:29 PM***lifts head for a moment from manic 24/7 Mongolia research***
RE 41. I was given "Eats, Shoots and Leaves" for Xmas (as well as a reference book exclusively devoted to adjectives--shut me up for a whole mesmerized hour). Ain't it great how guffaws echo in the bathroom? Not only did the "DunkinG" detail about yourmothermyaunt make me seize a little, but for some reason it kicked in a memory of a grandmother I was visiting once having me eat watermelon with a knife and fork. Both in the category of "just not right".
Hate dessert coffees. I'm an obnoxious, persnickity purist when it comes to coffee. Learning just recently that I will be housed in Ulaan Bataar above a coffee shop almost...almost...seemed to me proof of a merciful divinity.
I don't know if any of you have ever HEARD laughter like when the six cousins on my and Ryan's side found ourselves in the same room. Esp. if Pisco Sours were involved. Even thinking about Ryan and her sis makes me smile a little.
Did any of you think it was a wee bit obsessive that Ryan alphabetized her book list, and then really all the way obsessive that "Any" came before "Anything" in just the right order in the larger list? Well, you just would have had to have known her mother. (If you were teaching English as a Second Language, how on Earth would you explain "have had to have"?)
The death penalty is barbaric, hypocritical, and utterly without merit, morally or practically. Discuss.
What's "kitchenering" do?
Posted by: Cuzzin Tom on January 5, 2005 08:31 PMAnother ENFP, non chocolate ice-cream eater here.
Joe also thinks I'm lying...but feels that I'm "un-Canadian".
TMK-Watch Out! I had my eyebrows waxed, and then my lip and when she was done only my nose was untouched. I get my eyebrows done every haircut and alternate other areas. My quest is to stay in the normal range.
Ryan- some questions for you.
Do you ice skate? Fish? Cross-Country ski? I love Moby Dick and listened to it on tape on a looong car trip. A certain reluctant boy got into it too and shushed me when I dared to speak.
You must complete your list, I love it.
Ha. The creep who tried to lure me into his car was at least wearing pants...I had the fun experience of giving his description to the police and they got to have a nice polite and (I'm assuming) threatening chat with him, especially when they found out that he'd been trying the same trick on fellow schoolmates who used the same bus stop.
Add me to the list of folks who are enjoying your 100 Things and hope you don't find it so boring to do that you stop. Not boring to read! Not boring to read At All! A little oasis of entertainment in the joyless Dilbert-esque desert that is work.
Oh, Pisco sours. A friend went to Chile for work and brought back a bottle of premixed Pisco Sour and it was so freakin' tasty.
Posted by: Melanie on January 6, 2005 07:47 AMAfter reading your blog for almost a month now I decided to come out of the woodwork!
I had to laugh at your Myers-Briggs type, as I'm quite the opposite, INTJ. I scored almost 50/50 on I/E (my entire Grade 12 class did the full day testing) but almost 90 to 100% on the others.
I also love some of the same books as you, namely things by the lovely JRR Tolkien! Have you tried Harry Potter yet? You might find it interesting.
Posted by: Karlie on January 6, 2005 08:50 AMFor some knitters, "Kitchenering" IS the death penalty.
TMK--how'd the waxing go?
Yesterday morning I was staring at the bookshelves across the room, focussing in on Moby Dick and thinking that I really ought to read it someday because so many people I like and trust have found it worthwhile and entertaining. Then your list. Synchronicity? Freekishness? Your call.
Posted by: Janine on January 6, 2005 08:55 AMOh, my goodness, Dear Readers—so many wonderful comments, I don’t know where to start! Well, actually I do, in the most important place—welcoming a new reader. Hi, Karlie: Welcome out of lurkdom!
Cuzzin Tom, kitchenering is a way to graft together two pieces of knitting. Sock knitters use it to close up the socks on toes. It’s a fairly complex, Escher-esque process but the results are amazing. And it was invented by, gasp, a *dude*--Lord Kitchener of Khartoum, a British military hero of the Boer War and WWI.
For the record, lest you imagine me hunkered over a parchment scroll with a quill pen, painstakingly alphabetizing my book list, I just let Word do my alphabetizing. The list had to be organized SOMEhow, don’t y’know. Oh, and Cuzzin, at the risk of one-upping you: “have had to have had.”
Lisa, LOVED the story about your waxing adventures. Reminds me of the time TMK and I decided to strip paint from a table and figured that if leaving the stripping chemicals on for 15 minutes was good, then certainly 2 hours was better—and returned to a hardened, lumpy, bumpy mess that was twice as hard to get off as it would have been if we had just followed the instructions. (BTW, the waxing was very successful. More details tomorrow.)
Barb, speaking of genres that you will and won’t read—last year I brought a shelf-ful of “my kind” of books to work to put on our communal bookcase. A few days later someone brought an equal number of romance novels. The romance novels were gone in an hour. My books are still there. Sigh.
Debra, so glad to find someone else who loves Moby Dick. I was in the “lame-o plot about a psychotic whaler/white whale” camp when I started to read it and was astonished to find out that that story line makes up a mere 10% of the book. The rest of the book is an astonishingly beautifully written and exciting treatise on life onboard a whaling ship. But, then again, it sounds as if I don’t have to convince you. Although I DO have to convince Janine. Janine, read the book!
Karlie, I haven’t read Harry Potter. TMK has and LOVES the books, but something inside me just won’t let me pick them up; I don’t know what it is. I think I’m turned off by all the hoopla. I mean, there’s hoopla, and then there’s HOOPLA. This may be based partly on my experience with the movie “Titanic.” It experienced similarly outrageous hoopla, and then when I watched it, I thought it was awful. And then I thought there had to be something wrong with me because everyone else liked it so much…until I talked to my sister and she said she thought it was equally awful.
Moby Dick also has some of the funniest parts I've ever read. Like when he's sharing the room with Queequeg and is going through his things and tries on the mat thing, looks in the mirror and freaks out. If you read a copy with notes, it explains that the "poncho" is made from the skin of a whale's penis, so when he looked in the mirror, it looked like he was inside one with his head out the end.
Ok, hopefully this is not too much information.
Posted by: Patti on January 6, 2005 11:11 AMPatti, I had forgotten that parts of Moby Dick were funny, too, so thanks for the reminder. (As for the too much information question, feh; no such thing on THIS blog anymore.)
Posted by: Ryan on January 6, 2005 11:17 AMI for one will be crushed if you don't finish your 100 things - come to think of it, I'll be sad when you get to 100 and stop, like when you're reading a good book and then it's over...and you have to kind of look around and see where you are!
And of course you know I'm DELIGHTED when any kind of list has both Norwegian Fjords and Corgis on it (Yay, though I know that's TMK's side!!!) Don't stop...would it help if we asked you specifics?
Joan, feel free to ask specifics--with the understanding that I may decide to answer certain questions through a personal email rather than on the blog. Bring it on, girl! My fingers are waiting on the keyboard!
Posted by: Ryan on January 6, 2005 12:12 PMOkay - this is not one of your specific questions, BTW, but how did the waxing go?
Posted by: joan on January 6, 2005 02:16 PMDetails tomorrow, Joan!! :-)
Posted by: Ryan on January 6, 2005 02:26 PMI;m breathless with anticipation. The Waxing Chronicles!
Posted by: joan on January 6, 2005 03:28 PMMiss Ryan, since it seems to be so highly recommended and Janine is so close to the verge on this, instead of a knit-a-long, why not have a Moby Dick read-a-long? Challenge your dear readers to read along with you (again for those it applies to) and spread some literary cheer. I've never read it either, and feel quite up to the challenge. What ya think? Just a thought.
Hope everyone has a great day!
Posted by: Stalker Angie on January 6, 2005 06:15 PM