(Second official post of the year) 5 things you didn’t know about me

And you didn’t have to ask, nor was I tagged…. this year. I guess what brought this on is that I check out many blogs and after a minute, you kinda know them. The way I write, it’s pretty much the same, but I am personal but not so personal. Regardless, here are some things you may not know about me.

1. I used to be in the school choir or two.

In the eighth grade, my mom thought is it would be a good idea to put me into the middle school choir. I didn’t know that until later in the year and I damn sure didn’t sign up for it myself. She did it because I was an introverted child. I stayed in the house and read. I did get outside after some prompting, but for the most part, I was curled up with a book (I kinda miss those days). Anyway, supposedly I had a decent voice and I actually liked it. In fact, I liked it so much that I kept it up until I graduated from High School. Oh, the weirdest song that I’ve ever had to perform was the Ewok
Celebration Song from the end of Return of the Jedi in the 10th or 11th
grade. It’s true. The problem was, you don’t just throw somebody into something and not expect repercussions. Thanks to the experience, I’m little more social (or at least can be). I also ended having bad cases of performance anxiety which has followed me til now. It was so bad, that I would throw up before every show and a lot of time could or didn’t sing very loud. Thanks, mom. And I still can’t sing now, so don’t ask. I did also meet my best Friend in the eighth grade because of Choir, so something good came out of it. That, and one etched-in-my-brain memory of a girl named Tara in a red dress.. C-LAWD!!

2. If my wife and I were to have a child, it would be
African American.

Well, maybe it’s
just me. I’m African American based on the descent of my ancestry. My
wife is from Africa… Zimbabwe, to be specific. Therefore, any
child we should have will actually be both……ok. Next!

3. My “Freak Potential” has yet to be accurately calculated. I had a formula, too. It was something like:

Score from Freak Test * number partners ever / 69 + (365 / 12(3.14 * Square root of 69)

This of course is a bunch of BS, so if you tried it..Bravo. Realistically, I’m one wet donut away from being either a full fledged freak or one sick pervert, whichever comes first. I’m being governed by 1) the fact that I’m married and I do love my wife as vanilla as she is and 2) my personal Freak Trainer backed off on me when I did get married (Hi Baby Jaguar!). Opening those gates might have been like Bruce Banner turning Hulk. I still have my moments though…. ;P By the way, there could be some pics or video floating around the interweb. Not saying that there are, but if so, that’s what I get for sharing……

4. I once opened for Dru Hill…

Well ok, this is kind of misleading, but it caught your attention, didn’t it? A few years back, a couple of co-workers of mine had a rap group with one other dude. I would sit in on their sessions and even went into the studio with them. Well, it just so happens that one of the guys was friends with a “concert promoter” (The quotes are there to symbolize air quotes (read: Dude was shady)). He asked the group to be one of the warm up acts for Dru Hill show at a club a couple of hours away. Needless to say, we went. It’s was a pretty good show. I even got on stage as a mic-less hypeman. It was fun.

5. I have a running ever-changing playlist in my head at all

I can’t turn it
off (not that I’d want to) and I can’t determine what will play most of the
time. I can plant a song in someone’s head at 30 paces. You have to know your audience, that’s about as much as I can tell you on that. So when you see the songs of the moment bits I put on a post, that’s probably why. There’s always one in my head, but I try to turn it down unless it fits what I’m posting about.

Now, that you know that, I don’t expect much traffic much longer. 🙂 And I’m sure someone called the Paddy Wagon on me by now, so it’s time to be out. Maybe there’s wi-fi in the looney bin.


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