As if I didn't have enough to do. You know, Blog (which in all honesty I haven't been doing much of lately), email, close up my business, look for a new job, try to catch everyone up on these major life changes (my friends all want to know everything that is new with me. ie:friend)try to keep some semblance of a neat home (Not happening right now), empty the contents of my studio, find someone to rent the space so I don't get sued by the owner, list crap on eBay, attend Tri's still try to have a normal life AND Bigun wants me to list myself on Facebook. I told him I didn't want to. I am honestly too busy for it. I check in on his occasionally to catch up on everyone. So, I told him "No Thanks". He said, "Okay, I'll put you on there." So, I figured I better jump on it before he could. Bastard. So, I'm on Facebook now. No promises on constant communication. No promises on all of the good Karma stuff, or sending mixed cocktails. But, I am there. So there you have it Bigun. Now, go send out your good karma stuff.
There I was, standing in line at the the local Chinese Restaurant. My friend, lets call her DAWN, is busy chatting about things. Life, the weather, what she's going to eat...I'm drifting. Listening to all of the other conversations going on around me and yet still being attentive and fully aware of Dawn. She was telling me about her son, her future trip to Egypt this summer, life in general. Finally, it's my turn to order lunch. I finish ordering and walk over to the chairs at the front of the restaurant and wait for my "to go" order. As I am walking to the chairs by the door i overhear a fellow talking with two others. he says..."No, really, it's totally an American dish. If you go to China and order it, they won't know what you are talking about." I laugh to myself and i think, he is talking about Egg Foo Young. Dawn joins me a moment later. I turn to her and say "Guess what?" you know what her reply is..."What?"
Hey Jude -When John Lennon left his wife, Cynthia, for Yoko in 1968 Paul McCartney didn't let that stop him from visiting Cynthia and Lennon's son Julian. Paul has maintained a great friendship throughout his life with Cynthia and her son Julian. One morning as he was driving out to see Cynthia and Julian, Paul began humming a tune and singing "Hey Julian..." Later the song became Hey Jules and eventually turned into Hey Jude. The song has always been about and for Julian Lennon.
Trivia aside, I also know the lyrics to more songs than I can remember. I know, sounds like an oxymoron. Truth is, I hear songs that I haven't heard in years. In fact I have forgotten the songs even existed. They come on the radio and I can remember the lyrics, from 10, 15, sometimes 20 years ago. That show with Wayne Brady -Don't Forget The Lyrics, well, I could rock it.
I remember stuff. I can't remember what I ate for breakfast, or what might have been said to me 5 minutes ago, but I remember Stuff. Hence, my brain being coined the UBK.
What's in your UBK?
I dated an atty a while back and he sneezed and I said "bless you" and he said, "I wonder where that comes from- saying bless you." I told him the answer and he argued with me. He was much smarter than I and couldn't believe that I would have an answer to his unanswered question. I think he was actually anxious to get home and goggle it. He begrudgingly told me I was right. I reveled in that useless knowledge. When we later decided to go back to being friends we created this list about what we liked and didn't like about the other person. It was like a breakup questionaire. He listed that it seemed like I had a lot to say but always hesitated. I said, "Duh, you argue everything with me!"
ReplyDeleteYeah, I also retain a bit to much useless information. Want to know about sixties rock and roll? I am your guy.
ReplyDeleteI had to much to dream last night! The Electric Prunes.
1). Giraffes can lick their own eyes.
ReplyDelete2). There are penguins living on the Galapagos Islands smack dab on the tropical equator.
3). Turkeys are "done"; people are "finished".
4). "ThEn" and "thAn" are two different words with different meanings.
4). The killdeer will nest in strange places, like right on the side of the road. If you get too close, the mama will go a few feet away from the next and act like she has a broken wing, in order to draw you away from her nest.
I strongly believe there is no such thing as a UBK. ;-) All knowledge is useful in some way.
ReplyDeleteThat's my story and I'm sticking to it. No need to ask why.
The song "9 to 5" came on the radio at my chiro's office and I knew ALL the lyrics. SCARY!
ReplyDeleteHa. More and more I keep thinkin' we were split apart at birth.
ReplyDelete1. Led Zeppelin got their name from a guy who listened to them and didn't like them. His comment was, "That will go over like a lead zeppelin."
2. Arab, Alabama was originally called "Arad" but they spelled the name wrong on the water tower, and didn't want to change that, so they changed the name of the town instead.
(This trivia moment brought to you by Casey Casin. Keep your feet on the ground, but keep reachin' for the stars.)
. . . and in response to Geek Girl and the naming of Led Zeppelin - that guy was Keith Moon, the drummer from the Who.
ReplyDeleteI don't need a UBK, I've got Gemma, she knows everything ;-)
ReplyDeleteOh man .....you are going to get along with my hubby JUST FINE!!!!
ReplyDelete(At least we can fill up the hours with our UBKs while Bigun is working his butt off. me? I will just listen and learn! :-)