- I'm a worm farmer. I farm worms for their castings (poop) which I put in my vegetable garden. I don't think I'm a very good farmer because I only check on them about once per week. I feed them banana peels and apples and stuff, then water them. I just found all these hearty fruit flies around their feed (they have a special worm feed too), so I had to put that in a plastic container rather than the burlap sack they sent me with my squiggly friends. I'll probably find mice around the farm soon. Stupid rodents. We just found droppings AGAIN in our kitchen and attic – even though we have a quarterly service! They're coming on Monday to set new traps.
I tried photoshopping out my forehead wrinkles,
but it looked fake.
- I don't watch or listen to any form of news. My husband has to tell me when celebrities die (the news I care about), like J.R. this past week. It took me a few days before I found out that Osama Bin Laden died. What? When did that happen? Why didn't you tell me? And I'm sure I'm not the only one who thought a Snooki(e) was a cookie made with Snickers. Yum! And who is Petraeus anyway? I'll have to google that.
I'm beginning to realize that this doesn't bode well for my blog. People are interested in current affairs and events, not just seven things they didn't know about me before this post.
- I scored 850 on my SATs. Even after taking it three times and studying a book on how to take the stupid test I never broke 1000. I was ashamed of my score for a really long time – like till last month. My score on the verbal portion was about 410. I always thought the score was indicative of how smart I was. And though it's not indicative of how successful I could be, it had an impact.
My friend, Mike, in high school, scored about the same as me. I always thought he was kind of smart. Plus, he was left-handed, so I knew he was smart. I assumed he must not have tried hard or it was a fluke, but it did bring me a little comfort at the time (and still does).
My blog has been validating for me. I've always thought that comedians and funny people are really smart, even if they're not book smart. While I'm not so funny in person because I'm not “quick-witted” (and I have to count on my fingers to figure out 8 + 5), I do feel validated in my ability to make people laugh sometimes with my writing. It makes me feel smart.
I'd like to take that test again to see how I'd score now. I think I'd do a lot better. I might actually know what some of those words meant. I think I'd break 1000 this time around. But, I'm too lazy.
- I got my degree in Biology and Nutrition from Ohio University, the best and most beautiful college in the world, or at least in Southeast Ohio. After #3, don't even ask me how I got this degree. And I can't even tell you how I did it because I don't remember anything from most of my classes, especially Evolution, Genetics, Microbiology and Clinical Nutrition. It sounds smart, but I think I got C's in all of them.
- I grew up in Alexandria, Virginia. I took this for granted, until I moved away to Ohio and then Chicago. That place is a hotbed of history and culture. The extent of me culturing myself was skipping school and taking the Metro downtown to the art museum with friends to hang out. We chose the art museum because you could walk a good portion of the length of the mall without stepping foot outside into the cold. Thankfully, my dad forced us to go to various museums and events in spite of my whining and “this-is-so-borrrrring” complaints.
- I enjoy birding. Steve and I get excited when we see a hawk or a new bird. We have a bird book that we record all the birds we've seen in our back yard. This is the lamest-sounding hobby ever. Okay, maybe worm-farming is more lame. I might have to take up macrame or watching paint dry next.
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- My toes are webbed. Not really, I just can't think of anything else you may not know about me.
If you really want other people to get to know me then tweet or like this. Otherwise, do nothing and we'll all still be okay. Except me. I'll be depressed.