So, RandyPants tagged me with one of those '20 facts about you things. So, I guess that means I'm cool. Yay me. I guess I'll try to go like...all chronological.
1. In my first grade production of the history of America, I was chosen to be 'America' even though I had been out sick. My main line was "I think I can, I have many good people."
2. I used to want to be a firefighter or paramedic (my favorite show was 'Emergency 51'. But then I realized blood made me queasy. Real blood. Fake blood is cool.
3. My first crush was on my second grade teacher's aide, Ms. Larsen.
4. My friend Jody was born 3 days after me. We grew up together...well...the first 10 years or so. One time at my fifth or sixth birthday all my friends were running through the house playing tag. She went running to shut the glass-paneled front door and put her hands right through one of the panes. Come to think of it, that's probably where I developed my aversion to real blood.
5. Jody didn't bust a vein, but her wrists got all cut up. I saw Jody again by happenstance when I was a junior in high school. She was hot and gave me a hug.
6. We lived in Lake Tahoe, then moved to Graeagle, which is 60 miles north of Truckee. I shoveled a lot of snow.
7. I used to read a lot. I read every horror novel that came out. I read 'The Exorcist' in fifth grade. It was the only time my folks questioned what I was reading. My pop said if I understood what I was reading, then it was fine.
8. I went to summer camp for three years. Once while playing frisbee war (basically dodge ball with frisbees) I absolutely nailed a kid in the solar plexus and knocked the wind out of him. When the counselor came over to check on him, I nailed him in the head.
9. (Just a few weeks ago it was harshly apparent I can't throw a frisbee worth a shit anymore.)
10. I played little league for two years in junior high. The first year I sucked and was in right field and only got two hits. The second year I was a solid player and played third base.
11. I wrote a lot of stuff in eighth grade in 'free writing' that got me known as a good writer. I was asked to write the class history when we graduated.
12. I didn't go to my prom. I was shy.
13. I met the father of my best friend when he read me my writes. We'd been busted for breaking into a neighbor house. I didn't know he was a sheriff's deputy. He didn't hold it against me though. Really great guy.
14. My first love (and my first sexual experience) wound up being frought with more drama and craziness then I'll ever have room for here.
15. I went to college at Chico State. I really like Chico as a town and would love to go back. I imagine it's changed a lot.
16. I wrote for the college newspaper and the local weekly newspaper.
17. The day after I graduated, I loaded up a U-Haul and my VW bug and drove down to LA to be a writer.
18. That journey has been long and hard, but not without its small successes.
19. I had a three way with my then girlfriend and her friend. Once. It was...frickin awesome. (I thought I should at least throw in some more sex stuff.)
20. This took me longer than I thought...though I thought of some stuff I hadn't thought of in awhile.
1. In my first grade production of the history of America, I was chosen to be 'America' even though I had been out sick. My main line was "I think I can, I have many good people."
2. I used to want to be a firefighter or paramedic (my favorite show was 'Emergency 51'. But then I realized blood made me queasy. Real blood. Fake blood is cool.
3. My first crush was on my second grade teacher's aide, Ms. Larsen.
4. My friend Jody was born 3 days after me. We grew up together...well...the first 10 years or so. One time at my fifth or sixth birthday all my friends were running through the house playing tag. She went running to shut the glass-paneled front door and put her hands right through one of the panes. Come to think of it, that's probably where I developed my aversion to real blood.
5. Jody didn't bust a vein, but her wrists got all cut up. I saw Jody again by happenstance when I was a junior in high school. She was hot and gave me a hug.
6. We lived in Lake Tahoe, then moved to Graeagle, which is 60 miles north of Truckee. I shoveled a lot of snow.
7. I used to read a lot. I read every horror novel that came out. I read 'The Exorcist' in fifth grade. It was the only time my folks questioned what I was reading. My pop said if I understood what I was reading, then it was fine.
8. I went to summer camp for three years. Once while playing frisbee war (basically dodge ball with frisbees) I absolutely nailed a kid in the solar plexus and knocked the wind out of him. When the counselor came over to check on him, I nailed him in the head.
9. (Just a few weeks ago it was harshly apparent I can't throw a frisbee worth a shit anymore.)
10. I played little league for two years in junior high. The first year I sucked and was in right field and only got two hits. The second year I was a solid player and played third base.
11. I wrote a lot of stuff in eighth grade in 'free writing' that got me known as a good writer. I was asked to write the class history when we graduated.
12. I didn't go to my prom. I was shy.
13. I met the father of my best friend when he read me my writes. We'd been busted for breaking into a neighbor house. I didn't know he was a sheriff's deputy. He didn't hold it against me though. Really great guy.
14. My first love (and my first sexual experience) wound up being frought with more drama and craziness then I'll ever have room for here.
15. I went to college at Chico State. I really like Chico as a town and would love to go back. I imagine it's changed a lot.
16. I wrote for the college newspaper and the local weekly newspaper.
17. The day after I graduated, I loaded up a U-Haul and my VW bug and drove down to LA to be a writer.
18. That journey has been long and hard, but not without its small successes.
19. I had a three way with my then girlfriend and her friend. Once. It was...frickin awesome. (I thought I should at least throw in some more sex stuff.)
20. This took me longer than I thought...though I thought of some stuff I hadn't thought of in awhile.
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2005-11-21 Pamela Duncan, an actress who starred in the cult classic "Attack of the Crab Monsters" and later appeared in an Academy Award-nominated documentary, has died. She was 73.