I was never interested in sports when I was younger. Or organized dance like ballet or tap. I was, however, completely involved in poi dancing throughout my entire childhood.
I was a strange child.
I have to go to bed with my hair wet. Bedhead is my hairstyle.
I love the tiny cramped apartments in New York City - I guess I just really dig small spaces.
I actually played guitar with Peter Tork from the Monkees a couple years ago when he was at a local eatery right next to my work. He was such a nice guy. I think I have a picture somewhere. I just have to dig it out…
I have an eyelash on the lower lid of my right eye that’s seriously three times longer than the others. I feel weird cutting an eyelash, so I’ve never done it, but it’s just… fucking strange.
I live in wine country.
Not California, but Long Island so I have almost thirty wineries within an hour from my house. Which probably explains my love of tobacco and wine pairings.
I have really tiny wrists…
Let’s see…
5” circumfrence. Yeah. Tiny wrists.
I’ve never seen a concert concert. As in… a real major league concert. I’ve seen one at Webster Hall, small venues… but I live in the middle of fucking nowhere where no one likes the same music that I do so…
It doesn’t help that I barely want to see any modern music to begin with.
Many people see me as an extraordinarily mature person, but I have a ridiculously hypersexual mind.
I have a really hard time changing my theme/URL.
It’s my identity. It’s part of who I am and the things I associate with. I don’t know. I don’t get attached to too many things, but my blog is definitely one of them.
I have really pronounced dimples on my lower back.
But they’re hard to capture in low light.
I really want to get my nipples pierced. So I know what I’m doing next time I get around to St. Mark’s Place… not that you needed to know any of this…
