tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post113193967189942060..comments2024-02-12T09:07:37.691-06:00Comments on I am doing the best I can: Tonight on "Behind the Blogger"Dawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12920042208198309201noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-38096386645247884352010-06-20T23:37:46.181-05:002010-06-20T23:37:46.181-05:00I don't remember how I came across your blog, ...I don't remember how I came across your blog, but now I love it and decided to start at the beginning. The story about braking your ankle is absolute gold! I just read it aloud to my roommate (aka husband). Really great. :)Jack & Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16702539048126868181noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1132028812383177792005-11-14T22:26:00.000-06:002005-11-14T22:26:00.000-06:00Hey, I'll trade ya!I sing in choir too! (But you k...Hey, I'll trade ya!<BR/><BR/>I sing in choir too! (But you knew that.) Let's hear it for the altos!<BR/><BR/>I also like me some clove cigarettes, particularly the Djarum specials, but I try not to anymore.<BR/><BR/>I haven't ever thought of an image I felt so closely connected with that I'd like it permanently inked onto me. But I am a great admirer of the tattoos of others.<BR/><BR/>I enjoy running, but I don't do it often. Certainly not often enough, anyway, judging by the size of my ass...<BR/><BR/>I cut the picture of Cyndi Lauper off my cassette liner of "Girls Just Want To Have Fun" and used it as a poster in my Barbie Town House.<BR/><BR/>My husband danced at our wedding, and that's been about it. Drunk or otherwise.<BR/><BR/>I'm not in therapy, but I probably should be. Eh, that's what blogging's for. <BR/><BR/>I love your ladder story.<BR/><BR/>And...<BR/>I don't have cable. The only thing about it I miss is Comedy Central. Particularly The Daily Show.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1131994101036231962005-11-14T12:48:00.000-06:002005-11-14T12:48:00.000-06:00I also have a tatoo (insanely small, covered up on...I also have a tatoo (insanely small, covered up on my hip). Yeah, you are aware that these aren't exactly "licked on my kittens". Like, they use needles. Did you know this? NEEDLES! I still can't beleive I forked over 50 bucks to some dude to stick a needle in me. <BR/>I didn't cry (b/c I am very, very brave) but if I had to do it over? Eh, solid maybe. I like it but we will see how I feel about it in about 20 years. Actually, all 3 siters have the same one (shamrock) on our hip. My mom, well, I wouldn't say "pride" was her 1st feeling when she learned this.<BR/>I think we need to see some pics from your Cyndi Lauper days. C'mon!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1131993767567035362005-11-14T12:42:00.000-06:002005-11-14T12:42:00.000-06:00Ooh, me too! I sang alto/second soprano from 6th g...Ooh, me too! I sang alto/second soprano from 6th grade until second semester of senior year of college. I miss it sooo much. <BR/><BR/>I also smoked clove cigarettes in high school, now even thinking about how they tasted and smelled makes me want to gag!<BR/><BR/>I never fell off a ladder, but I sort of stalked a guy my freshman year of college. It's a long story.Table4Fivehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11005614880781276243noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1131974815184451862005-11-14T07:26:00.000-06:002005-11-14T07:26:00.000-06:00Man, I always felt like I lived a wild life in col...Man, I always felt like I lived a wild life in college. Then I read about other people's escapades and I feel like I lived such an unexciting life. :-)<BR/><BR/>I was in chorus in middle school. Loved, loved it but I don't have the best voice. What I do have is an excellent ability to sightread, which makes me valuable as a leader in the chorus.<BR/><BR/>Chasing the ice cream man... heh heh.<BR/><BR/>That's a rough way to kick someone out of your bed after a booty call. I am glad you were OK.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com