I was once an amateur stuntman for a professional video. I was half way up the rigging of a sailing ship, dressed like a pirate, and I pretended I was fatally wounded and fell into the sea. It was a distance of about 30 feet.
I own about a thousand books.
Let’s see if I can explain this in writing: I can touch my elbows together behind my back with my fingers intertwined. No one else I know can do this.
Aw hell I just tried and I can’t do it anymore! So here’s something you didn’t know about me: I’m getting old!
Scotti pokes World Eater in the ribs and then joins the Federal Witness Protection Program immediately. Just because, that’s why. 
When I was in the 8th grade, I had a crush on John Schmidt. But he asked Mary Carol to the 8th grade dance. I went with Craig, but I really wanted to be with John. I haven’t seen either one of them since 1968.
I’m making a short Star Wars movie entirely in Lego. I’m almost finished writing the script. (Hmmm…maybe I could cast Dopers for the voice-overs…does anyone want to play the part of an Imperial Stormtrooper who’s killed 2 minutes into the film?)
I almost taught myself how to play the harmonica. But it made my lips sore, so I gave up.
I can’t peel stuff with a knife.
I can eat something in a resteraunt, then create the same thing at home.
I caught a fish called a mooneye yesterday.
I know the lyrics to almost every Frank Zappa song.
I discovered, about two years ago, that when you open a bottle of pop and it starts fizzing, you don’t have to run to the sink in hopes of keeping it from dripping all over the floor. You can just tighten the cap again.
Really. :eek:
[sub]I really felt stupid[/sub]
Played cello in 5th grade. Yawn: :o
I just got a 20gig portable mp3 jukebox! w00t. I got the Rio Riot 20gig. So far im still copying my mp3s over, its got like 12 hours of copying to go. 
USB1 sucks.
I like Britney Spears.
I “sleep” with 5 pillows, 1 or 2 cats and a dog in a double bed.
Sometimes the “sleep” part aint so great.
There isn’t much you folks don’t know about me. Especially you Stuffy!
I adore butterflies!
I got tons of my hair chopped of a week ago. The last time I had short hair I think I was 12. 18 years worth of hair gone. And damn for that many years now that I think of it it really should have been longer. (the hair)
I can curl my tongue. It’s hereditary dwyr. Can you arch your eyebrow? I can do that to.
I do a kickass Kermit the Frog impression. If I had a mic you could hear it.
I’m growing a goatee. It’s not doing so great - it’s busy under the chin but thin on the sides.
I still sometimes wear the hat I wore in the Sydney Olympic opening ceremonies around (I wouldn’t wear the coat unless you paid me), but the digi I bought while over there is gathering dust in the corner. The neighbors complain when I whip it out.
I have a half-brother who I never knew existed for 30 years…until I met him about 3 years ago. I loved him instantly.
I have never, even as a kid, liked marshmallows in any form. This is the ONLY food I don’t like.
I once shook hands with Spiro Agnew.
I’ve always liked The Monkees.
I spent 3 days in Haiti.
The only sport I’ve ever been any good at is volleyball.
I always pick up pennies.
I once went 10 years without owning, or watching, a television.
I’m tapped out. I think y’all know about everything else.
Love to All,
TN*hippie
I’m making part of a General Mills commercial.
I’m going to Prague on Monday.
[czech] Dobri Den, ja chci jedno velky pivo prosim… [/czech]
Well being new I can say just about anything -
I’m 6’5" now, was 11lbs 8oz when I was born (C-section for all you women currently worried for the life of my mother)
I have what amounts to small ridges (little bumps) on the inside of my left ear, and when I am taking a test or some other desk assignment where I think really hard, I’ll run my finger over the ridges. Its like people who twist their hair. I play with my ridges.
I play the mountain dulcimer. Sort of. I’m learning.
Loquor Latinam. I speak Latin.
When I go to the library, I ask one of the librarians to go pick a book for me - any subject, any length. The only limitation is that is in English, and is non-fiction unless it is one of the super good fiction books. I came up with doing this when I went to the library and realized I couldn’t grab a book unbiasdley (sp?).
Oooh! Mee! Meeee! (except… I probably don’t sound much like a stormtrooper…)
I can’t snap or whistle either. But I can make rhythmic farty noises with my lips while clicking my tongue and humming “The Stars and Stripes Forever.” It’s really quite impressive, which is why I hardly ever do it, because I’ll start getting requests.
I own a grand total of three LPs. They are all at my parents’ house. The selections are:
Spike Jones Greatest Hits vol. 1
Spike Jones Greatest Hits vol. 2
Taco
I listened to Spike Jones incessantly as a kid. I listened to Taco… oh, maybe twice. Then CDs came out. I guarantee my musical selections are far better now.
I was quoted in a book. I am listed in the index immediately before Newt Gingrich and Al Gore. :rolleyes:
I have this little pillow, in the shape of a cat’s face. His name is Kitty, and he’s a boy. I’ve had it since I was six. I sleep with it. But see, I don’t sleep on Kitty’s actual face. I sleep with my head on the back,and Kitty’s face toward the pillow underneath, because Kitty can’t breathe if I sleep on his face.
Six-year-old logic dies very, very hard.