Monday, November 25, 2002

100 (or so) things about me (#51-60)

51) You can cuss in front of me, talk in graphic detail about your previous night's sexcapades, or even tell me how great you thing Dubya is, I don't mind; but if you want to get on my bad side REAL quick, the best way is to start talking about others in a racist tone.

52) I love, love, LOVE flannel shirts. Even before grunge was cool, I was a flannel freak.

53) I have seen my home on fire three times in my life. I lost everything I had in two of them.

54) I have a tattoo on my right ankle, one that I designed myself. I got it in January '97, as a christmas present from Crink and her then-fiancee Kyle. It has become more precious to me over the passing years, and I've thought about getting a second one; I'm just not sure if I'm ready for it yet.

55) Despite my tattoo (which incidentally is on one of the 5 most painful places to get a tat) I have no piercings on my body. I briefly entertained getting my left ear pierced, but decided against it. A friend of mine once tried to convince me to get my tongue pierced, but I could never do that. Never.

56) When I'm involved in a theatrical show, one of my traditions is that I bring a Bill the Cat doll with me. I picked up Bill several years ago at a flea market in Augusta GA, and he's been with me ever since.

57) I wish I could have spoken to each of my grandparents before they died, to say goodbye and that I loved them.

58) When I was in college, I was involved for several years with the Diabetes Association's annual benefit musical (they're now the Kidney Benefit). During that time, I was always cast as the villain who meets a dastardly end. Therefore, I quickly became known around Aiken as "the man who dies".

59) I am a BIG fan of roller coasters. One of my personal future meccas is King's Island park in Ohio, which is home to some 50+ roller coasters, including the tallest in the world.

60) Those that know me know that I love me some Saturday Night Live. I started watching it in the late 70s, at the tail end of the original Not-Ready-For-Prime-Time players, and have watched it almost continuously since. Sad, I know, but...

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Sunday, November 24, 2002

100 (or so) things about me (#61-70)

61) I'm almost ashamed to admit this, but these days I got my news more from The Daily Show than from the networks, CNN, Fox News or any of the other cable news outlets.

62) I was sitting with my grandmother at her home in NC the night John Lennon was assassinated. When the Challenger exploded, I was home, in North Augusta, SC, recovering from being fired from a 12-hour a day job. I was getting Crink some lunch in Aiken, SC when I heard about Kurt Cobain killing himself, and I was just waking up at my residence in the mountains of NC on 9/11/01.

63) My dad had polio when he was 9 years old, and it crippled his left arm, but I never considered him to be handicapped. He could do more things with one good arm than many people could do with two.

64) I am the great-great-great-great-great great grandnephew of Daniel Boone. I could go into the lineage, but I'd have to sit and think about it, and I'm not in the mood to do that right now. Ask me about it when you see me sometime. :)

65) My parents' house in Georgia was used as a temporary quarters by Gen. William Tecumseh Sherman during his March to the Sea in 1864.

66) Among my parents' effects is a letter they found during the renovation of the above mentioned house. It's a letter to then Senator Alexander Stephens urging Georgia not to secede from the Union. The letter is signed by Abraham Lincoln.

67) Most people that know me know that I am a huge wrestling fan. And I have to say that the man who is probably my all-time favorite wrestler is Mick Foley, aka Cactus Jack, aka Mankind, aka Dude Love.

68) I am a serious amateur/budding professional photographer. I've always enjoyed being behind the camera, but never truly got into it until I took a course on photography in college. Since then I have amassed several cameras (both for show and for use), and I have a darkroom set up in our home.

69) I am a master of trivia. Back in college, I and severeal of my friends would go out every week to play trivia at local restaurants and bars. I have to say that thanks to winning several of those contests, I was able to keep myself well fed through the last two years of my collegiate career.

70) One of my favorite foods in the world is pizza, but I didn't eat that much of it until I was 16. I think it had a little to do with the fact that until that time, I was living in a hollow in the mountains of North Carolina, not exactly the easiest place in the world to deliver a pizza.

Friday, November 22, 2002

100 (or so) things about me (#71-80)

71) Before I moved in with Kathy, I had somewhere in the vicinity of 300 CDs in my collection. Now, the two of us have somewhere in the vicinity of 650 CDs.

72) I'm not especially proud to admit this, but I went to a Motley Crue concert back in 1990. A friend gave me a spare ticket to see it. The only "good" thing about it was finding out afterwards that Tommy Lee was arrested for mooning the audience.

73) It's been 8 years since I weighed under 200 lbs. As I write this, I am at 230, the most I've ever weighed. However, Kathy and I are exercising to take some of that tonnage off.

74) I am a sucker for radio dramas.

75) My fiancee Kathy is the first actual bonafide girlfriend I have ever had. Granted, I have loved several women before, but only in an unrequited sense.

76) I cannot stand touching wet wood. Don't ask me why, it just weirds me out.

77) I have never seen a worse movie than Battlefield Earth. The sad part about this is that I went and saw this piece of trip on opening weekend. In the evening. Paid full price. Sat through ALL of it! And, yes, I knew EXACTLY what I was doing!

78) My friend Crystal and I have a game we play where we tell one another that the other was great in a really bad movie. e.g. "You were awesome in Xanadu!" "Yeah? Well, you totally ROCKED in Freddy Got Fingered!" And on it goes.

79) When I lived in Aiken, one of my favorite hangouts was Waffle House at 2 in the morning. I've had some pretty interesting conversations (and some pretty lousy coffee) at WH that time of the night.

80) One of the molding influences on my sense of humor was Creem magazine. It was a rock magazine that would print snarky captions under pics of different bands. Most of the time I would buy the magazine just for the captions, but I also learned a great deal about alternative rock in the '80s by reading Creem.

Thursday, November 21, 2002

100 (or so) things about me (#81-90)*
*ed's note: I am counting backwards 10 at a time, so they make sense in the archives.

81) I love crosswords. They're probably my favorite word game.

82) I've never really believed in ghosts. However, once when I was sleeping over at my grandmother's house, I thought I saw a figure in boots walking by my bedroom door.

83) I will admit that I am a more openly emotional man than others. I tend to cry more often than other men, anyway.

84) Up until the age of 7, The Wizard of Oz scared the bejeebers out of me. This was back when the movie was shown once a year on CBS. I remember burying my head in my mom's lap when the Wicked Witch of the West came onscreen.

85) I love rainy days. Of course, it has to be a "good" rain. No thunderstorms, no drizzle, just a steady regreshing rain.

86) For some reason, the past few years, I have known and been associated with a plethora of Chrises (or variations thereof). There was Booth, Creely, Dyer, Boykin, my boss at the camera shop, and on and on and on...

87) I love going to the movies, but I hate going alone.

88) My favorite character in the Star Wars movies is Boba Fett. Somewhere in my plethora of "useless junk" is a Boba Fett toy that Crink gave me long, long ago.

89) I've never flown in an airplane. It's not that I'm afraid of flying, it's just the crashing, burning and mass destruction that gives me the willies.

90) I have a scar on the ring finger knuckle of my left hand. I got it when I was about 2 years old, and I cut myself with a knife (accidently of course).

Wednesday, November 20, 2002

Checking this out to make sure that the changes I made work.
And now, in the proud tradition of other bloggers who have gone before:


100 (or so) things about me (#91-101)

91) I am the eldest of 4 children. My mother had a stillbirth two years before I was born. My siblings range in age from 33 (almost 34) to 25.

92) My musical tastes range a good bit. I've always gravitated to rock, but I was perhaps the first kid in the mountains of NC to discover hip-hop. Many times when I hear a new artist with a new sound, I will assume they're British, regardless of where they actually come from. I don't know why.

93) I am a big fan of modern art. You can thank Dr. John Elliott, my Art History teacher at USCA for that.

94) I've never been fond of bullies, regardless of where they are. Maybe it's due to the fact that I was picked on a good bit when I was a kid.

95) When my family would travel between North Carolina and Georgia on trips back in the late 70s and early 80s, there was one point in the road where we would hear "Take the Long Way Home" by Supertramp on the radio. It was in the town of Clinton SC, where state highway 52 meets Interstate 26 West. Every time I reach that spot now, I think of that song.

96) It's hard to believe looking at me, but when I was a child, I was a very skinny kid. I didn't hit 150 until I graduated high school. How much do I weigh now? None of yer business, but I'm working on it!!!

97) In 1993, I had the idea of recording some of my poetry and giving tapes of it to my friends and family for Christmas. My friends John and Cliff helped me out, and we made a tape called "Tales Told by and Idiot". A couple of years later, we did these readings live a couple of times as an impromptu group called "Pentamination".

98) I can still remember my first nightmare. When I was about two I had a dream that a stuffed alligator that I had was eating me. I woke up screaming for my mama, naturally.

99) I have also had an out of body experience (OOBE). When I was a young child, I can remember suddenly waking up form my sleep to see that I was floating above myself. I remember my mother walking in and shaking me, and sudddenly going back into my own body. I was about 3 then.

100) When I was in the third grade, my classmates and I formed the world championship kickball team. We massacred any and all comers back in 1974, winning one game 114-7 (you could look it up).

It's a pretty heady time right now. I am applying for the MFA program at Virginia Commonwealth University. Kathy and I had a long discussion this weekend at her mom's house, and we came to the conclusion that if we are going to survive as a happy couple, we both need to be active professionally.

If I get in at VCU, I will start next fall and will probably live in Richmond during the school week, and come home on weekends. I am also thinking of applying to a few other schools, just in case. I've wanted to go for my MFA, but I've always been a bit apprehensive. However, I'm going to do this. I need to. I want to. And I WILL DO! :)

Tuesday, November 12, 2002

I'm feeling better than I did last week, politically speaking. I won't go into it any more than that.


Not a bad weekend, to say the least. Kath and I went Friday night to the local art house theatre to see Monsoon Wedding. Pretty good flick, and it didn't involve Steven Seagal in any way. (note to Crink: I hear you're gonna be AWESOME in that film. Kudos!)


Anyway, Saturday we spent in Roanoke. We went to one of the malls there and I tried on a tux. I'm gonna need one soon, and not just for the wedding. We are in a choral concert next month and in March, and we have a couple of fancy-dress events coming up at W&L and I'll need a tuxedo for all of it. One thing I will say; trying on tuxes made me think about my need to lose weight and exercise. I felt a little embarrased when the sales lady almost has me try on a 2XL vest.


Later, we went to Barnes & Noble to look around. I picked up "Live from New York", which a totally fascinating read. I recommend it to all of you out there in TV land. While there, Kathy ran into a schoolmate of hers from ASU. Not exactly like meeting someone from your hometown in Germany or anything, but...


Yesterday was an intriguing day, to say the least. Good Morning America was here in Lexington, as part of their "50 cities in 50 states" dealie-yo. I had to go the long way to drive Kathy to work yesterday morning (her car's in the shop). The town held a veteran's Day parade at 7 IN THE MORNING for these people. My God, I feel like I've been dropped into a Capra film here. lol In any case, they were gone by mid-afternoon 9apparently they were dragged to a dedication for a bridge that's been in use for at least the past six months.


A bit of good news to end it, because some people need good news once in a while. :) I got a letter from the Employment Security Commission last week. Seems that they decided that although I was dismissed from my last job, it was not due to any wrongdoing on my part. I can hold my head up on that note, and on that note, I shall bid you Adieu until next time.

Thursday, November 7, 2002

As I was driving around yesterday, listening to NPR ('cause I couldn't bear to listen to the gloating Pigboy), I heard "A Lincoln Portrait" by Aaron Copland, with recitation by James Earl Jones. Something about it just inspired me, and I can't put my finger on it. It made me think that just maybe we're gonna make it through the next two years.
In any case, here is the text from the piece. It's not quite the same without the music and James Earl Jones booming these words, but just imagine.

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"Fellow citizens, we cannot escape history."

That is what he said. That is what Abraham Lincoln said.

"Fellow citizens, we cannot escape history. We of this Congress and this administration will be remembered in spite of ourselves. No personal significance or insignificance can spare one or another of us. The fiery trial through which we pass will light us down in honor or dishonor, to the latest generation. We (even we here)hold the power and bear the responsibility."

He was born in Kentucky, raised in Indiana, and lived in Illinois. And this is what he said: This is what Abe Lincoln said:

"The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise with the occasion. As our case is new, so we must think anew and act anew. We must disenthrall ourselves and then we shall save our country."

When standing erect he was six feet four inches tall. And this is what he said: He said:

"It is the eternal struggle between two principles 'right and wrong' throughout the world. It is the same spirit that says: 'You toil and work and earn bread; and I'll eat it'....No matter in what shape it comes, whether from the mouth of a king who seeks to bestride the people of his own nation and live by the fruit of their labor, or from one race of men as an apology for enslaving another race, it is the same tyrannical principle."

Lincoln was a quiet man. Abe Lincoln was a quiet and a melancholy man. But when he spoke of democracy, this is what he said: He said:

"As I would not be a slave, so I would not be a master; this expresses my idea of democracy. Whatever differs from this, to the extent of the difference, is no democracy."

Abraham Lincoln, sixteenth president of these United States, is everlasting in the memory of his countrymen, for on the battleground at Gettysburg, this is what he said: He said:

"...that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion: that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain; and that this nation under God, shall have a new birth of freedom and that government of the people by the people, and for the people, shall not perish from the earth."

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You gotta stand for something, or you're gonna fall for anything!

Sunday, October 27, 2002

Got back from Columbia a few minutes ago. Well, Kathy and I got back to Blowing Rock NC from Columbia a few minutes ago. We left the pupper at her mom's while we went to the wedding and came back to keep her company before we head back to VA tomorrow.

The wedding was great. Crystal was nervous, laughing and crying the whole time during the ceremony, but she and Steve got through it. I should have some piccies up soon of the bride, the groom and all.

Diona and James were there as well. D's belly has grown since last month, and she knows that her little bean will be a girl when it comes. Can't think of the name right off, though. In any case, we all had a good time.

Also have to mention that I finally met Darcy, a pretty cool chica. She's the second online friend that I've ever met. I kinda wish Cali and Aerik could've come too, but it was all good. :) Darcy, I tip my hat to you.

After the wedding, Kathy and I went out to Barnes & Noble to get a wedding planner. I gotta get crackin' on this stuff if we're gonna meet our May 17th date. Wish me luck.

More on the wedding later.

Thursday, October 24, 2002

Once upon a time, I'd say about 9 years ago, I met this girl. She was cute and funny, and had this laugh that was... well, she was cute and funny! :) She and I began to talk and we shared a few things in common, so we became friends.


This girl was followed around for a while by this guy we knew, and he wouldn't leave her alone. A couple of times I stepped in and helped her out of a few situations with the guy.


After a while, the girl and I became closer friends. We would drive around together and talk about music, TV, movies, or just life in general. We'd sing in harmony to the radio. We would talk about musicals we had done together. They were good times.


Time passed. She got a boyfriend, broke up with him and got another boyfriend; I kept pining for women who liked me but didn't "like me" like me. We did plays together, tried keeping in touch over the summers, and hung out during school times.


The plays. Ah yes! She was the Mole to my Otter, the drugged out actress to my beer-soaked lawyer, the rat to my tortoise, and the British tart to my police officer. We went on the road together, we drank together, we partied together, we wrote poetry and dissed Sean "Puffy" Combs together.


Eventually, she met this guy Steve. At first I was a little upset because she spent a lot of time with Steve. But time and distance has a way of wearing on someone, especially when you see how much that someone loves someone else. I realized that my jealousy was unfounded. She was still my friend, and that was what was important.


And then I found someone of my own, finally. I realized what it was to love someone and have them completely love you back. And I understood. And it was good.


In all the time that we've known one another, my friend and I have been angry with one another only a handful of times. Granted, those times have been some pretty intense angry spells, but it's just how we are. We still talk, but not quite as often as we used to. We still make jokes about one another, to one another. We still talk about stuff that most people (significant others included) would roll their eyes at. We still have a bond between us.


Saturday, this friend of mine is getting married, something I never thought I'd see happen. Even so, I smile from ear to ear whenever I think of it, and I cannot wait to see her walking down the aisle. I know she probably won't see this until long after the wedding, and long after I see her in person to tell her this but, just for the record:


"Congratulations, Crystal! You two are going to be very happy together."


Your friend,

Clint

Wednesday, October 23, 2002

Well, here's an update for everyone out there, or anyone out there as the case may be.

I'm still here, and looking for a job. I got calls from two different places today, one of them being the W&L campus. That'd be nice if Kathy and I worked at the same place. Cross your fingers, everybody.

I'm a little nervous about the sniper business. More than a little, actually. Kathy was teasing me about it until this past weekend, when the sniper hit Richmond. That's a two hour drive from here. I realize that the chances of this maniac coming to Lexington are remote, but then again, until last weekend, I was reasonably sure he wouldn't venture outside of the DC area. Now I'm checking out white vans every time I see one, regardless of how innocuous it may seem. I'm especially wary in grocery store or gas station parking lots. God, I hope this is all over soon.

Next entry: a tribute to a friend.
And once again!
This is only a test, doggone it!
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