Uniqueness of user names and the like have been noted.
What the heck. While we’ve a handful of geologists who frequent this place (a tip o’ the hat to Geobabe, Pantellerite, Fillet and Tapioca Dextrin), I’m as yet the only geophysicist I’ve found haunting the SDMB’s hard drive(s).
And I’ll wager a stiff drink that I’m the only Doper who’s recovered from rupturing their liver and having most of it removed.
<name-dropper> Betcha I’m the only one whose foot was run over by a golf cart driven by James Garner. And the only one who ever met a serial killer (John Gacy). And the only one who ever kissed Meat Loaf. </name-dropper>
I also bet I am the only one who currently has hand-painted autumn leaves on her fingernails.
I didn’t, but my husband did! Brand new truck, too, ended up with a dent in the side.
I’m probably the only doper with a black lab named Ladybug.
I can’t think of much else. I know I’m not the only Techie Doper. I can’t be the only one who was salutatorian of their HS class. Am I maybe the only American Doper born in Japan?
I’m guessing that I am the only doper who saw the drummer for the Murder Junkies (ex GG Allin) shove a drum stick up his ass and then sit down on my drum seat (avoiding the word stool).
Also probably the only one to have a birthday cake hurled at his head while playing a show in St Petersburg Florida. Which leads me to believe that I am the only doper to hve to clean up birthday cake off of a club wall.
However, I think I’m the only conservative, Christian, Republican guy here. I’m also probably the only one of those guys who likes to do impressions and improv comedy in their spare time.
I am the only Doper that is a vintage pornographer.
I am the only Doper to have had sex with an Oscar-nominated actor.
I am the only Doper whose name is in cement in Hollywood.
I am the only Doper to have held almost 30 jobs in 20 years. (Not as a temp, not doing the same thing for different people… 30 completely different jobs doing completely different thingss for completely different people and companies - everything from driving a cab to refinishing hardwood floors)
I am the only Doper to have gone to Disneyland with Sammy Davis Jr. and seen the semi-secret club above the Pirates ride.
I am the only Doper who pissed on Fidel Castro. Granted, I was about 4 months old, but still, my little contribution to freedom and The American Way of Life.
I am the only Doper who came thisclose to being killed by Bobby Kennedy before I was even born. (He was a maniacal driver)
Most of my uniqueness apparently resides in my proximity to celebrated persons. On my own, I am pedestrian and generic and nearly unemployable.
Oh well!
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who shall herself be famous one day. It is in the stars…
Well, that fact doesn’t give it away either since I could be a gay man AND I refer to all persons who act as "actor"s.
But as it happens, I am a gurl. I cannot reveal more about this tantalizing tidbit because that would be kissing and telling, and that’s just wrong. Let us not forget that however intimate and friendly this place seems… it is still the World Wide Web and everything we say is available to be read by anyone and everyone on the planet with a computer. I think this is sometimes forgotten around here. There is no such thing as privacy on the net.
I can say only this: the nomination was received sometime since 1965. That narrows it down to 670 possibilities!
Alas, you ain’t. I was swinging my sister around and around and around and…oh crap. I let go. I’m not sure if it was on purpose or not (it would be kinda funny if it was). Man can that girl scream.