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tikistitch....or something like that. I was tagged a while back (I think it was late summer of 1973) by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
twotone and unfortunately, what with plush toys and ranting about George Bush, seem to have completely spaced about the whole thing. Anyways, we here present, weird sh*t:
1. Despite growing up in Southern Cali, I did not have a driver license until I was 28 years old.
1b. I did not own a vehicle, nor drive regularly, until I was 32. During graduate school I commuted from my apartment on a pink girlie bicycle.
C. My first grade teacher once called my parents in for a conference in order to explain why I would never be any good at math. I now do mathematical anaylsis for a living. Suck on that, be-atch.
1138. Many years ago, I had one of the very first Star Wars collecting pages on the Intarnets. It was devoted to items associated with a certain bounty hunter, and called "The Boba Fetish Page." Though this is obviously no longer a collecting focus, I still have the Boba Fett cake pan and the Boba Fett Underoos. We have baked many yummy birthday cakes in the cake pan. I still have not tried on the Underoos.
MCMLXXVI. I have two webbed toes on each foot.
A-9. For a while following college, I lived in an apartment building on Venice Beach that was at one time owned by (and supposedly still haunted by) W.C. Fields.
Number 9. When I was a baby tiki, I owned a Beatles Yellow Submarine lunchbox. I don't know what happened to it. If you pick up a Yellow Sub pail at a garage sale, and it smells like peanut butter sandwiches, it may be mine.
Eleven. When we were looking for a house, we intentionally sought out a floorplan that would best display our collectibles. This was among the stipulations given to our long-suffering real estate agent. "We can't possibly move here, there's no place for the Death Star!"
12. There is no 12.
13. I'm not superstitious, but I absolutely refuse to walk under ladders.
twotone and unfortunately, what with plush toys and ranting about George Bush, seem to have completely spaced about the whole thing. Anyways, we here present, weird sh*t:1. Despite growing up in Southern Cali, I did not have a driver license until I was 28 years old.
1b. I did not own a vehicle, nor drive regularly, until I was 32. During graduate school I commuted from my apartment on a pink girlie bicycle.
C. My first grade teacher once called my parents in for a conference in order to explain why I would never be any good at math. I now do mathematical anaylsis for a living. Suck on that, be-atch.
1138. Many years ago, I had one of the very first Star Wars collecting pages on the Intarnets. It was devoted to items associated with a certain bounty hunter, and called "The Boba Fetish Page." Though this is obviously no longer a collecting focus, I still have the Boba Fett cake pan and the Boba Fett Underoos. We have baked many yummy birthday cakes in the cake pan. I still have not tried on the Underoos.
MCMLXXVI. I have two webbed toes on each foot.
A-9. For a while following college, I lived in an apartment building on Venice Beach that was at one time owned by (and supposedly still haunted by) W.C. Fields.
Number 9. When I was a baby tiki, I owned a Beatles Yellow Submarine lunchbox. I don't know what happened to it. If you pick up a Yellow Sub pail at a garage sale, and it smells like peanut butter sandwiches, it may be mine.
Eleven. When we were looking for a house, we intentionally sought out a floorplan that would best display our collectibles. This was among the stipulations given to our long-suffering real estate agent. "We can't possibly move here, there's no place for the Death Star!"
12. There is no 12.
13. I'm not superstitious, but I absolutely refuse to walk under ladders.
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Date: 2007-01-31 11:16 pm (UTC)Was it through something like this you met Mr.Tiki?
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Date: 2007-02-01 02:37 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-02-01 02:40 am (UTC)It's between the piggy who stayed home and the piggy who had roast beef:
http://www.bobagirl.com/lj/misc/webbytoes.jpg
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Date: 2007-02-01 02:53 am (UTC)*dissapointed*
I was expecting/hoping to see the webbing that would help make you an Olypic grade swimmer...heehee. I guess I was a freak without knowing it because I have the same looking stuff with my feet too! *giggle* Cooollll!
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Date: 2007-02-01 05:33 am (UTC)My world doesn't make sense anymore...
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Date: 2007-02-01 10:46 pm (UTC)