Here are the rules:
1. Link to the person who tagged you.
2. Leave a comment on their blog so that their readers can visit yours.
3. Post the rules on your blog.
4. Share the seven (7) most famous or infamous people you have met. Or go with the original 7 weird things about yourself.
5. Tag 7 random people at the end of your post.
6. Include links to their blogs.
7. Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
Like Caroline, I'm mixing it up because I couldn't come up with 7 of either options!!
OK, People, Famous or Infamous:
- Right after I moved to Kansas City I met Kit Bond. At that time he was the Governor of Missouri, now a US Senator. He was very nice when I asked him for an autograph for my son who had an autograph of another governor. I don’t remember who the other one was now.
- Now this one you’d have to be really old (like me) to know, and a football fan to boot, for it to be impressive. I’m guessing this will be lost on most of you. I went to high school with Ralph Neeley. He went on to become an All Star at OU and then played for the Dallas Cowboys for a long time, about 13 years, I think. This was when the Cowboys were The Thing, and because of Ralph, I began watching pro football. When I moved to KC, I eventually became a Chiefs fan and had season tickets for about 28 years. Oh, one time I fainted in the hallway, and Ralph was elected to carry me to the nurses office!! LOL!!
- I met Charlie Pride about 35 years ago at the New Mexico State Fair. I belonged to Beta Sigma Phi, and one of our fund raisers was to act as ushers at the rodeo and start concert. I actually met several big names that way, but Charlie impressed me. Not all of them gave autographs, but he did. Not only that, but he insisted that all the “ladies who ushered” were to be allowed to the front of the line. I have a picture of me and two friends with him. If I ever locate it in the morass of photographs I need to go through I’ll post it here.
- I'm adding another just as I got ready to publish this because it just occurred to me. If you've read this blog for a while, you know that I have gone to all the local concerts for the New Christy Minstrels, and because of my friend Joe, I've come to know them on a more personal level than I would usually have an opportunity. At each concert I've taken pictures, and I've made them copies of the photos. I got an email yesterday thanking me for it, telling me that they really like my work, and asking permission to use the photos on their website. Of course, I'm OK with it! In return, I now get to go to any of their concerts that I can attend ... as their photographer! Cool! OK, I guess this makes me a 63 year old groupie!! It's official!
(I won’t use this one as a count, because I didn’t really meet the famous person. I’m just throwing it in for the “ick factor.” :D I knew some of the people who were involved in his story which is why I thought of it as I was trying to remember famous/infamous people I’ve encountered. People from the KC area will appreciate this. There was a sadistic serial murderer in KC in the 1980's by the name of Bob Berdella. He was a very creepy person. I knew several of the detectives who were on the investigative team. BB would lure young men, often homosexual, but that wasn’t necessary, into his home, hold them there for periods of time while he tortured them with electric shocks to erotic areas of their bodies and such gruesome things. The details were even worse than what was released to the public. ugh. shudder. ick)
Now, some Weird Things About Me:
- I rarely, almost never, can’t remember the last time I did .... lie. About anything. To anyone.I know this sounds like I’m making it up, but I just don’t lie. As in almost never, to the point that I can’t remember the last time, let alone the circumstances!! Honest!! read on .......
- I have trouble doing some of the fun surveys like those I posted on my blog yesterday. I often find myself in between two responses, and I agonize over which is the more appropriate answer. Like it really matters!! One of them asked about the last time I lied. It gave several possibilities, and I finally just picked one that seemed the least yucky. I agonize over those things because I want it to be right!! Ridiculous.
- There are not too many things that I have not been willing to try in my life. If a food sounds awful, I’ll probably still try it. With a few exceptions! Some things I’m just not gonna risk! But I’ve eaten ants and grasshoppers, sushi before it was “in”, things that made people say “Gag, no!” I’d be one that would try the crazy things that would wind up on America’s Funniest Home Videos, you know the things that make us say, “THAT was stupid!” I would do something without being dared, and do it just because it was there in front of me. I like taking (within my own limits) risks, pushing boundaries. Rarely have I done things that were illegal or immoral (fattening, yes!!). But if I could hang ten without falling into the surf, I probably did it. Now here’s one ... I used to drag race! When I was 18 and 19, I was drag racing almost every Sunday afternoon! Of course, I was driving a VW, but still! I beat every VW I ever lined up with, and some friends with (real) drag engines spotted me half the distance, and I almost won! LOL! That frosted them when I came that close, even considering the spot! I’m not so adventuresome these days, but I still like to push the envelope a bit when I can and get the old blood pumping a bit faster! Look out, this granny is a go-getter!!! giggle, snort!
- I have fairly small hands for my size. I’m 5’7”, not a giant, but tall-ish, and in comparison, my hands are little. Even though I’m overweight by about 50 pounds, my ring size is about a 5.5 or 6. My fingers don’t appear unusually short, but my hand is simply smaller overall than what most people have. I am, or was when I had the instruments, a fairly accomplished musician, but when I played piano, I couldn’t reach an octave with one hand in the same way most people do, with the hand above the keys. When I did that, I played four notes, not two. I had to drop my hand to the front of the keys to make that reach and play just the two keys. It used to drive my piano teacher crazy, but she couldn’t change it. I only had so much stretch in those fingers. I played the violin without a lot of difficulty because the neck is narrow and the fingering wasn’t terribly out of range for me, but when I tried to learn the guitar, I had trouble reaching around the broader neck and forming chords. Do I appear out of portion? No. But it is what it is. Just weird.
- I rarely use an alarm clock to wake up. I know, I'm retired, and I don't need to get up at any special time. I have been like this for nearly 15 years, and I've been retired just over 2 years. I woke myself when I was working and had schedules to meet. I can usually wake within 5 minutes of whatever time I choose. If I have to rise unusually early, for something I can't miss, like catching a plane, I do set an alarm clock. Otherwise, when I go to bed, I think about what time I need to get up, if I have things I need to do at a specific time, thus "setting the internal alarm." I normally wake up around 7:00 or 7:30, even if I didn't set my internal alarm clock, but if I give myself permission to sleep in or need to get an early start, I can do it rather easily.
I know. I did eight. I was on a roll once I got started. I didn't know it until I numbered them Now I can't decide what to take out, so I'm leaving it. After all, it's not like I've never bent the rules before!! LOL!! How else would you know it was me???
I'm not going to specifically tag anyone. If you feel moved, take it and run!!