Everyone seems to have little random known facts about themselves that not many others know. What's one little random thing about yourself that most don't know about you?

I'll go first since I started this.....

I voted for Reagan in 1984. I regretted it as soon as I walked out of the voting booth, but......

You?

I'll continue on the same theme.

I voted for Pat Buchanan in the 1992 Minnesota Republican Primary. At the time Minnesota had both a caucus and primary vote on different dates. For the Democratic vote, the caucus was the only one that mattered whereas the Republican Primary was the only one that counted for their side. Minnesota is also an open primary state which I totally despise but in this instance, I thought it was great because I was able to vote for Buchanan for the Repugs while I could caucus for Tom Harkin for the Dems.

That's not all that rique of a fact about me so I'll give another one:

In 1998, a friend of mine and comic from Minneapolis was running for Governor as a joke, much like Gary Coleman running for Governor of California. On election day I spoke with my friend and he asked if I was going to be voting for him and I had to tell him no, that I didn't want to throw away my vote in a close election so I voted for Jesse Ventura. I really wish I had voted for "Fancy Ray" McClooney instead.

I also voted for Reagan. Twice.

I was once a woman...













in another life that is

Staying on the same trail, I was a Ross Perot populist in 92. Just couldn't resist the problem solver in him.

I secretly prefer cats to dogs.

I not-so-secretly prefer dogs to people.


See, I'm stumped on this thread. I've rambled on endlessly to such an absurd degree that somewhere at some time I've told every damned thing about me there is to tell.

Oh, wait, there was my life as a thief.

Eh, I prefer most things to people, including athlete's feet and having my teeth drilled without Novocaine!

I keep having this crazy feeling that eventually all will be good with humanity again. See? Crazy.

I've got a loverly bunch of coconuts.

I'm a lesbian trapped in a mans body.

Sounds like a personal problem to me.

I can't stand movie theaters....I like to be totally alone when I watch a film.

I have no friends.

I just checked your profile and it appears that you have two.

I have nice penmanship...not that you'd notice here though.

Ok, I have no flesh and blood friends here in the city I live.

I have a masters degree and I still don't know my right from my left.... it's like I have a mental block or something.... I have to stop and think about it when I have to give people directions.... and I call it wrong all the time. I just can't get it straight in my head for some reason.

I can do vocal impressions of the main Star Wars characters and Alvin the Chipmunk.

Not even my wife knows this - too nerdy.

Many of you have seen me on television.

Let's see.... Cab drivers, tv. George Carlin?

Nah... Cash Cab.

Me too!!! Well, I don't have a masters degree but I do suffer from the left/right confusion you described. Plus I am directionally impaired - I wasn't born with an internal compass like most other people seem to have. Good thing I have GPS

Who needs GPS! I consider those "victory laps" as part of honing my survival skills. After two weeks of visiting my mother at Northwestern Memorial Hospital in Chicago, I discovered 15 different ways to get from the hospital onto Lake Shore Drive! Never the same way twice, that's what I call adventure! Especially at 11pm.

I bet it's Taxicab Confessions!!

I refuse to eat eggs. I can't stand the smell or taste of fried, boiled, poached or scrambled eggs.

It's a strange tale.

It was 1960, my Father was a lawyer for NBC.
My Mother was a teacher on leave, pregnant with my brother.
Her sister was married to an ad exec from Grey Advertising.

My family was invited to Auntie's for dinner because my Mom was huge
and not doing so well. At the last moment, Auntie called to cancel because
Uncle was stuck at work. A baby they scheduled for a photo shoot came up
sick and they needed to find a new kid. Somewhere in that phone call it was
decided that I would be the new kid and they all had dinner as planned.

So I appeared in 'Look' mag and others as a baby model. Which led me into
commercials, mostly with Grey, and I appeared in several dozen campaigns
over the next almost twenty years, including national spots for major accounts.
I also did educational films, voiceovers, several 'day player' parts, both on TV and
on film. I have been an acting coach. I taught a drama class in my HS while I was
a student. I once taught acting to prisoners and helped turn their original writing into
plays, so I guess I have also been a director of sorts. The plays were performed in
the prison and at places for troubled kids. I have been working since I was about
18 months old and wholly financed my College education.

There's more but I don't want to bore you, and contrary to my image,
I'm rather modest when discussing this type of thing.

Thanks for reading!

Very cool! So is that really you in Cash Cab?

I have visited Hiroshima, Nagasaki and I used to drive past Trinity site once a month to Carrizozo, Capitan and my Boy Scout Mountain site.

no...I wish!

Ah, too bad. That looks like a fun job.

You Da Man Cabby.

Yeah, til you got to kick some cute little dunder-head out of the cab eleven blocks from her destination for missing the first three questions.

Thanks.
I used to be.
They loved me because I looked and acted just like Spanky McFarland.
.....
Or so I am told...

I'm actually nice.


Got a whopper of a penis too.

Oh man I am gonna make you so sorry you said that

Just don't ask him to prove it!

When my feet stink, I know that I am alive.

Better than being compared to Buffy on Family Affair. I always got that one.

Yes, please don't do that.

I've been interviewed twice on TV for television documentaries. They were not political.

What's your area of expertise?


I was on the local news two nights in a row (and no, it wasn't for being arrested). The anchorman was doing a segment for Be Kind to Animals Week and I was the receptionist at the local Humane Society so they dragged me into it.

My 15 minutes of fame, besides being able to deny credit to the president of MSU for a short time period. He'd remarried and had to change his credit card account to include his new wife. Well, we had to close the old account that had his ex on it first. The the dunderhead went to whatever department it was he was making his purchase in and used another copy of the old card.

I tell ya, brain stem functions are just a bad idea. After a certain age you should be required to think in order to breath.

I just applied for a job to work on weapons systems in a foreign country in the Muslim world that pays about $120,000/yr.

Detroit?

No. Egypt.

If you have been following my comments throughout the years I've been on this board, it should be fairly clear by now my degree is in anthropology.

However, I also teach sociology courses because, well, our department is a combined department where we teach both together. (I find the best way to describe the generic difference between sociology and anthropology is that sociology tends to study the Western world and anthropology the non-Western world. Also, sociology tends to do more quantitative survey work, anthropology more ethnographic qualitative work.)

My area of expertise is indigenous peoples of the U.S. My dissertation was on how they use new technologies for cultural preservation.

That wasn't what I was interviewed on. What I was interviewed about were my views on the Da Vinci Code.

BTW: one more factoid. I am also mentioned in one of Robert Anton Wilson's books. Hence my 2nd quote below.

Oh yeah...

I'm scared of the dark when I'm by myself!!

I am never alone