blather: the meme-ification of Arrow

[arrow00]

I am bored because work requires me to herd cats (engineers) today and I am waiting for check-ins.

here is a meme I spiffed from spuffyduds:

* Post 3 things you've done in your lifetime that you don't think anybody else on your friends list has done.

* See if anybody else responds with "I've done that." If they have, you need to add another!(2.b., 2.c., etc...)

* Have your friends cut & paste this into their journal to see what unique things they've done in their life

I have:
1. Gone skydiving (I can't be alone on my flist?)
ETA: utterfrivolity has also jumped, so we add:
1b. When my cat died, I kept her in the crisper. (the vegetable drawer in my fridge. hey, it was a Sunday, and my vet office was closed.)
2. Klutzed right into Greg Louganis (wham!) when he was wearing 5 gold medals on his chest (1984 Summer Olympics, on his way to press conference.)
3. Attacked my own muggers and retrieved my stolen wallet.

In other news, I am finally making progress on my Jim-as-Vigilante/Whore fic. Wee!

Comments

[ruthless1.livejournal.com]

Just so you know - last Monday at session (Irish music) my friend brought his baritone uke and absolutely KILLED us all with the fantasticness of it. Jeebus that guy can play!

[arrow00.livejournal.com]

The bari uke is really a terrific instrument. I think it's more democratic than a guitar in that it lets you *hear* other instruments and voices along with it.

does your friend have any recordings?

[ruthless1.livejournal.com]

He does - but it's mostly celtic stuff - he plays bass in a celtic band here. I'll send you a link. He did just do a solo album - I haven't bought it yet but I will pretty soon.

[arrow00.livejournal.com]

Celtic is good, I'm looking forward to hearing it.

[ruthless1.livejournal.com]

I sent the link to your yahoo account. He also plays bass harmonica which is a trip in itself.

[thayln.livejournal.com]

Nope, haven't done anything on the list. However, I have attempted to herd engineers before, and I feel your pain. *eg*

And btw, attacking your mugger? You go, girl!

*is way impressed*

Oh, and I must say I've got some really itchy fingers over that there Fraser and flag icon. So pretty.

*sits on hands*

[arrow00.livejournal.com]

well, clearly, attacking your mugger is really a very bad idea, but I wasn't thinking well at that moment, beyond I am going to fucking KILL you guys! Anyway, I only got one hit in before the hindmost guy ran away, but he left my bag of stuff with my wallet behind. :) I think if his cohorts had waited for him it would have been a much messier ending for me. as it was, I got out of it with a fat lip and a black eye.

the flag icon was created by the wonderful scotchbonnet (http://asylums.insanejournal.com/scotchbonnet/4291.html) and you should feel free to acquire it yourself, mon petit. There seems to be a problem at present with her insanejournal, but her lj name is scotchsour.

how you doing, kiddo? life going okay?

[simplystars.livejournal.com]

In other news, I am finally making progress on my Jim-as-Vigilante/Whore fic. Wee!

*wide-eyed*

o_O

[arrow00.livejournal.com]

I might sell it for the Moonridge Auction if I finish it in time. I want to offer something but I'm notoriously bad at delivering fic on demand. :)

[bluebrocade.livejournal.com]

You must tell us the story behind #3!!

[arrow00.livejournal.com]

Well, it's not pretty, but I was living in Jersey City, NJ at the time, right down the street from the Hudson County Jail.

Three guys jumped me in the alley by my apartment. One held a knife in my back (a teeny one, I think--it didn't feel big) while another hit me a couple of times, shouting stuff. The third guy took my bag after I fell down. I got up and chased after them yelling I was going to kill them. I was a little out of my head. The third guy was slow and I caught up to him, hit him just as he turned, and he dropped the bag. His friends were way too far ahead at that point, so I guess me telling him "I'm going to fucking kill you, you motherfucker" was off-putting enough to make him run. Heh.

I think, in retrospect, I was a goddamned idiot. It wasn't until later I figured out he wasn't the one with the knife, but I didn't know that at the time. A monkey had taken over my brain.

Moral of the story: move to San Francisco (which I did, just two months later.)

[iadorespike]

You were really lucky that it didn't have a different ending. :( I'm so glad that it didn't. *sigh* Still, the anger compelled you, I'm sure. My mom did a similar thing, in Cleveland, once. She and my father had gone to the theatre and were going for a meal, after. A *guy* tried to snatch her bag and she wouldn't let go and started yelling and screaming at him. She actually managed to run him off in the end. Without her bag. Still...I was horrified when I heard the tale. I can't remember why my dad wasn't with her when it actually happened, but she still prevailed.

Personally, I've not done any of the three (now four) things you've listed. ;)

*hugs you*

Oh, and...oops. I just remembered that I owe you fb for your teeny!Ray story. which I loved, btw. I've been freaked the past couple of days because my desktop died a final death. :( Luckily, my computer guy was able to grab some (vital) files for me that weren't mirrored on my laptop - although most were. Thank god for my laptop. I'll make a note to myself. *nods*

[ladybrigid.livejournal.com]

"2. Klutzed right into Greg Louganis (wham!) when he was wearing 5 gold medals on his chest "
Details, PLEASE!!!!!!!!!

[arrow00.livejournal.com]

Heh. It was beautiful. HE was beautiful.

I was working as a volunteer security guard at the Swimming and Diving venue (USC) for the '84 Olympics, and was patrolling my "beat". Greg had just won his fifth medal and was still dressed in his post-dive track suit. He had all five medals arrayed on his chest--two on top, three on the bottom--and was taking the back way to a press photo-shoot thingie, and I had just picked up some trash and dumped it in the bin and was spinning around and whammo! He was very, very sweet about it and I was guh!he smells like chlorine and his hair is still wet, YUM.

To this day I sincerely like the wet look, is all I'm saying.

[iadorespike]

That is soooooo cool. :D

Wet look...Mmmmmmm. LOL

[utterfrivolity.livejournal.com]

I'm surprised no one's said that they've gone skydiving yet! Well, I have, assuming tandem counts. Let's hear another!

[arrow00.livejournal.com]

I think tandem should count, because, hello? you still jumped out of a perfectly good airplane! I've added a 1b. :)

[ladybrigid.livejournal.com]

I am sorry to hear about 1)b.

[arrow00.livejournal.com]

Thanks. It was a sadness. She was my first kitty. But it was time for her to go, I guess.

All hail Chairman Meow!

[ladybrigid.livejournal.com]

And WHY would anyone want to jump out of a perfectly good airplane?
(yes I am a chicken, why do you ask?)

[arrow00.livejournal.com]

Well, let's put it this way: if you can jump out of an airplane at 10,000 feet, you've pretty much set the bar for terrifying. I mean, how scary is a job interview after that?

Or kissing a Mountie, for that matter? Hmm. Plot bunny alert.