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Join Date: Sep 2007
Location: New Orleans, LA
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A friend of mine wrote down 25 things about himself for some random survey and I wanted to share this with youse peoples. I didn't know where else to post it. Some are funny, some are touching, some are disturbing... but all are 100% true.
1- When I was a teen, I used to go to Morrison's cafeteria on Monday nights for a specific reason. That was the night the mentally challenged ate for free. I would sit across the room from them & eat my meal. When I finished eating, I would sip my drink until they were through. When their caretakers rallied them together to usher them out, I would pull my pants really high & my sock cap low, then waddle out with them to avoid paying my bill. . . . I only stopped because the last time, they tried to load me onto the bus.
2- One evening while driving in the city, I noticed the woman in the car next to me was putting on make up while driving. At one point she lit a cigarette then starting rooting around in a bag. She then pulled out a can of hairspray & began spraying her head. Convinced she was about to torch herself, I followed her for blocks & missed my exit.
3-When I was younger, I held one of my sister's dolls over a fire, so the plastic would soften & I could bend it's arms & change it's face to a sad or funny face. Instead, the doll began to brown then melt to the point of dripping. I slipped it back in her room & when it was discovered, I lied and claimed evil demons did it. They believed it. . . That was one of the few advantages to being raised by religious fanatics.
4-Once when I was at a funeral for a friend of mine, while on my way out, I looked into one of the smaller rooms at the funeral home. There was a little old woman sitting all alone in the room & what appeared to be her husband in a casket. It saddened me to no end, so I entered & sat for a while. Before I left, I walked up to the box, touched the old man's hand, nodded my head to the old woman then signed the guest book "Gabriel".
5- One night when everyone in my house was asleep.. I slipped into my daughter's room and looked down on her sleeping. She was so snug & surrounded by all the stuffed animals she adores. I stared until her image became blurry & I noticed I was crying & whispering "I'm sorry... I'm sorry". The sorrow came, because I realized those same little hands that clutch the fluffy animal next to her, will one day wither & fold across her chest... And I won't be there to protect her.
6- I have this strange compulsion that I give into more than I'd care to admit. I will sometimes spend 4 to 5 hours alone creating a work of art... & all the while, I know I will destroy it the moment I'm finished & no one will ever see it. I must have spent thousands of hours & destroyed hundreds of pieces & I still have only slight clues as to what pleasure I derive from this.
7-When people tell me they love god more than they love their family & friends & that they're willing to die for him... it doesn't sound any different to me than if they were to say they love Heroin more than their families & friends & that they'd die for it. . . & it doesn't hurt any less.
8- I often have a difficult time differentiating between bravery & stupidity.
9-Sometimes when Mormons come to my door & knock... I stare at them through my door's peek hole & knock back until they leave. . .
10- Whenever I've been in lengthy relationships that ended in a break up... When I cried it was never over the loss of the girl. . . But instead, childhood abandonment issues would resurface.
11- I have a difficult time bringing my daughter to events where she can interact with other children. Mainly because, I can't stand the small talk & cordial social posturing I'm forced to endure by the other parents.
12- I'm becoming more & more a process thinker. This isn't a bad thing as it provides foresight, which in turn allows me to avoid mistakes. But it doesn't stop there for me. I process think my way through all awaiting events & commitments. I Process think my way through interactions I know I will have with others. I know what I will say & I know what they will say. So by the time the actual events arrive, I'm through with it & just going through the motions.
13-I have childhood memories that couldn't possibly have happened. Like the time our families gathered in the field behind my grandmother's & watched as a huge piece of the sun burned off & fell in the sky.
14- All the time I used to spend in my youth wondering if people really liked me, has now been out numbered by the hours I spend wondering if I really like that many people.
15- Most of my life, when I'd write stories or songs, my internal narrator conveyed with a British accent. When I spend too much time writing, I unknowingly speak with a slight British accent & it often leads to someone asking me "where are you from? "
16- For some reason, it's becoming increasingly difficult to sit in attentive submission throughout the duration of a movie.
17- I'm the same age as the Superbowl.
18- I have more musical alter egos than my core listening base is aware of.
19- I was once with a girl who I knew had slept with most everyone in the bar I frequented. Knowing how experienced she was, I anticipated I would be educated in pleasurable ways I'd never imagined. But instead, I concluded... The reason she was with so many men, is because no one would want to be with her twice.
20- Being raised a Christian, sometimes I experience what I call "Phantom God Syndrome" For example, one day after a heated religious debate at the coffee shop, on the way home, I got this strange feeling that God was proud of my atheism.
21- I don't find nudity sexy... It can be beautiful, but no more sexually stimulating than a beautiful willow in a grassy field. She needs to leave something on... The shoes... A hat...gloves...? Anything to separate us from the other animals.
22-Once my friends & I got kicked out of a nudist camp at a rainbow gathering, because, instead of taking our suits off, we just unzipped our pants & let our freak meat swing.
23-In 1993, I took an oath of celibacy & slept with a mannequin named Lilith. When the winter came in late 93 & we were running out of things to throw in the fire. Bit by bit I burned Lilith in the fire pit. But to this day, I still have her face.
24-I'm uncomfortable with casual hugging & kissing. I never know how far to take it or when it's supposed to stop.