Showing posts with label stutter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stutter. Show all posts

January 30, 2007

Samba nation

Six quirky things about myself...OK Elena, I'll give it my best

I. As much as I always wanted to be the lead guitarist in a band when I was growing up, I figured out quickly (and regrettably) that I have almost no musical talent.  My only possible talent with music is at least being able to reasonably recognize good from bad, but I can't explain why most of the time.  Where as, I love hearing someone like Rory explain (in most of his cases undeniably) why a certain piece of music is so good.  However, my parents still have a old cassette tape of the four of us (my parents, my brother and I) singing Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer when I was in grade school.  At the end of the song, I hit the harmony so well on the word history you'd think I was a prodigy.  Instead, that note turned out to be the highlight of my musical career.

II. I'm borderline OCD.  I'm really not, but I've been called it before because I like keeping things even.  For example, if I scratch my left arm I need to scratch my right arm in the same place (even if there is no itch there).  The funniest time to watch me is when I am playing a video game and need to do it within the 0.8 seconds between plays/levels/etc.

III. While I met some interesting and fun people in my five years at NDSU and five years at Hamline, I do not keep in touch with a single person from college.  Side note: My statement is not absolute...I see Stacy from time to time, which is nice, but it's mostly because she has kept in touch with Jon and Rory and I have just recently gotten back in touch with someone I hadn't spoken to in ten years from NDSU.

IV.  More than once in my life I have been consoled by somebody because something in my life that I loved in obsurity has become popular.  Whether it be Tenacious D, Mike Doughty or something else, most people assume that I always have to be different and that I would rather start disliking something then be part of the "in" crowd with them.  While it does typically pain me, I am usually happy for them and rarely do I jump ship (unless I have good reason).

V. I'm a baseball player by nature, so it's not surprising that I am superstitious.  However, over time I have broke many of the superstitions I once had...mostly because Gina is not a superstitious person.  My only active superstition that I can think of is I will not set the volume on a radio or TV to 13.  I'm OK if someone else does it, just not me.  The hardest superstition for me to break involved M&Ms.  I always had to eat a green M&M last.  If I got a package with no green M&Ms, I'd buy another one.  Once Gina found this out, she would eat all the green M&Ms (with or without me knowing) because she thought it was hilarious.  Yeah...real funny, kick the kid while he's down why don't you.  In the end I had to break the superstition just to survive.


VI. There are very few things in life that I have worked harder at then hiding my stutter.  Right or wrong, I consider it a weakness.  While I don't think I will ever be comfortable with certain words (in particular words starting with s or the kuhs sound..as in customer) I have been surprised in recent years how many people have not known that I have a speech impediment until it somehow comes up in conversation.