Here are the rules:
Link to the person who tagged you. (Travis)
Post the rules on your blog. (That's what you're reading.)
Write 6 random things about yourself. (Below)
Tag 6-ish people at the end of your post. (Everyone I know has been tagged and those who haven't would kick my a-double-s for suggesting they do this.)
Let each person know he/she has been tagged. (I'm opting out of this one.)
Let the tagger know when your entry is up. (Will do.)
Random things about moi:
1. I come from musical stock. My dad was a singer, played the saxophone, clarinet and drums professionally. My father's 95-year-old uncle still plays ever summer in the Catskill Mountains (think "Dirty Dancing")
2. I've been pen pals with Wendy "The Snapple Lady" Kaufman since 1994. She sent me the bobblehead in '94 after I wrote her to tell her how much I loved her and Snapple. I wrote her again in 2006 to tell her I was glad she was back in the commercials. I also included a self-portrait with my bobblehead and she rewarded me with a gigantic box of Snapple goodies. She sent Snapple towels, a Snapple golf umbrella, Snapple flip-flops, Snapple pens, Snapple pencils, Snapple T-shirts, and a bunch of Snapple coupons. I love Wendy!
3. I fainted the first time I met Carter. (This picture is not from that evening, but I do have video from that night somewhere.)
4. I love playing basketball. I set a record in high school by scoring 32 points in one game. The record will never be broken since it was still intact when the school closed a few years ago. Yes, that is an Olan Mills photo.
5. I've been on the Today show four times. Well, I've stood outside the window four times and acted a fool. I always get my mug on the air for a few seconds. This video is from May 2002. I was there later that same year with Denise and we saw JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE perform!!! (Believe me, that deserves three exclamation marks.)
6. "Coming to America" is one of my favorite movies, followed by anything with Goldie Hawn.
4 comments:
I am totally cracking up right now. YOU RULE!
I feel obligated to let your readers know that your fainting was not actually related to meeting Carter. That we know of.
Denise, The doctor I visited the next day (at your urging) said it was a combination of several things: fatigue, alcohol, standing up with my knees locked together in a crowded, smoky room for a long time, the excitement of seeing someone other than the Barenaked Ladies perform BNL songs, and, yes, the excitement of meeting Carter for the first time. I know it was the last item that was the most powerful (and costly after a $100 emergency hospital visit).
You rock. Literally and figuratively.
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