I once saved my wife’s life using the Heimlich maneuver.
This made me laugh way too much. 
Oh, that wasn’t the one thing about me. The one thing about me is I was born in Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan. I don’t admit that to many people. 
I’ve had a life long fantasy of living how Richard Proenneke did when I retire for a couple of years. This is great for scaring off the ladies from dating websites whom I’m not interested in.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Count Blucher
I saw Harry Chapin in concert less than a year before he died.
Harry Chapin was appearing at a local college and, even though I was a big fan, I just didn’t quite get around to getting a ticket and going. As it turned out it was one of his last concerts, and I deeply regret I missed seeing him.
I’ve taken over a million photographs.
I climbed Machu Picchu a few months ago.
I love halibut
I’m in the delivery room with my wife getting ready to have our first baby.
If my second cousin did the genealogy right, on my mother’s father’s side we are decended from the older brother of the captain of the guard that beheaded Charles I.
I read up on it and found that the captain of the guard had himself been executed when Charles II became king. I was thinking boy, I bet you wish you had emigrated with your brother, but then I looked, and older brother had taken ill in the new country and died long before. So I guess the regicide got a better deal.
I am daily driven to bewilderment with what persons do with the answers to questions like " Tell us one thing about yourself".
In college I was Fbuddies with a woman who witnessed the car accident that killed Harry Chapin, supposedly. She was a few cars behind him.
I’ve been taking swing dance lessons for eight months.
A long time ago, I was a player, writer and admin in an English-language MUD; the server was in an American university, the only writers who weren’t Americans were an Englishman and myself (later we got another Brit). At one point there was a guy from Russia who started playing there; Phantom, nice guy. Eventually he left, which wasn’t unexpected: people would graduate, get jobs, move, whatever, and drop the game.
Months later we started getting a lot of Russians. At one point our Creator (the big boss) asked one of them how come, and the Russian explained that Phantom had written a book about the internet and recommended our game as a great resource to learn/practice English :eek:: good writing, almost fully original, helpful people…
He’d dedicated the book to our staff and to several players he’d found particularly nice or helpful - I’m the only person to be listed twice (I don’t think he knew both that immort and that player were me).
I’ve partied with then Governor Bill Clinton…but not his wife.
From what I’ve been told, a woman shaking hands with Bill Clinton legally constitutes an invitation to “party” with Bill Clinton. But not his wife.
Did he inhale?
I once shook President Obama’s hand and then smooched the First Lady.
Once, long ago when I was very young and foolish, I stood my ground against a bear who wanted to take my backpack from me. He did finally back down and instead stole my buddies pack and ran away.
I was court security at the trial for escape from prison of a real life criminalwho was later portrayed in a Christopher Walken movie. He had what old timey cops like my dad used to call “them bad eyes.”
Sorry for the delay, but I haven’t had time to check back until tonight.
Short answer: Art Director (Ad Agency), and now Art Teacher.
And (it doesn’t fit the “One Thing” format, but since you asked) the long answer:
Was pre-med in school, went to work as a campus pastor after college. But during all that time I filled margins of notebooks with scribbles. I ended up helping out with some illustrations and brochures at work, and (after I quit) answered an ad for an Art Director/Designer. I think I got it because I was the only one with a hand-written resume. And a portfolio full of “Gee, IF I had real clients, I’d do stuff like THIS for them”.
I was surprised to find out I didn’t need “artistic skills”. I needed to do quick sketches, just good enough to explain our brilliant ideas to the clients. In fact, I’d get called into the conference room a lot: “Hey, can you drop in… and bring your pad of Graphics 360 and your Big Sharpie?” I’d know that a client had just said “Meh” to all the ideas that the boss presented, and it was up to me to scribble some new ones before the clients left the building.
Damn, it was a blast. And then I started helping out a friend by talking to his class at a local tech college, and was soon teaching one class a week in the evenings. Now I’m teaching full-time.
Now, to put this in perspective, this rags-to-sketchiness story has taken 40 years. I’m pushing 60, and having my first art show in a few weeks, so I’m framing… doodles from my sketchbooks (which I may post someday, but I’m too busy framing now).