January 31, 2009

25 (not so) Random Things

(I have been repeatedly tagged for this "25 Random Things" note/blog/whatever over on Facebook, so I thought I would cross-post the result here.)

First let me say that 25 is a pretty big number of things, so this will *not* be 25 things you never knew about me. Some of the items are directly stolen from my earlier writings. You'll get over it. Second, there is nothing at all "random" about the selection of these things; if they were random the list would likely be filled with really insignificant and uninteresting stuff. No, I mean even more than it already is.
  1. I grew-up in inner-city Detroit. My parents bought the house I grew-up around 1960 for $16,500. Due to the fine state into which our neighborhood devolved, the house sold for a whopping $6000 in 1983. The neighborhood has continued downhill from there. When I think of this, I think of the Steve Martin line from The Jerk: "I was born a poor black child." People just look at me strangely when I quote it now.
  2. I was a strange kid. I used to thing about things like:
    • What was beyond the edge of the universe: If the universe was infinite, and God created the universe, I concluded it must still be rolling out from the point of creation.
    • When I found out Santa Claus was not real, I started to question the existence of God. I worked on this for years and then finally concluded I was not smart enough to figure this out. I remain agnostic to this day.
    • Whether absolute zero was the opposite of infinite mass (like if you move mass at the speed of light): Think about it; it actually make a bit of strange sense.
  3. Mom was an alcoholic for all the time I can remember when I was growing up in Detroit. Even hospitalization for cirrhosis of the liver did not stop her from drinking. For some reason, after I no longer lived at home, she dried out and stayed that way for the rest of her life. I am proud that she was able to get passed it.
  4. I went to my first car race when I was about 3. My father, uncles and some others built a Late Model that we raced every Saturday at Flat Rock, MI (a 1/4 mile paved oval) and Sunday at Toledo, OH (a ~1/2 mile paved oval). A few of the guys we raced against went on to have pretty decent NASCAR and other professional careers: Mark Martin, Alan Kulwicki, Dick Trickle (don't ask me why he didn't decide to go with "Rich" or "Richard" or why his parents ever went there in the first place), and some others.
  5. I was a percussionist in high school. Okay, not a particularly good one, but it was fun. And I met some cute girls in the band.
  6. I went to a mostly black high school where attendance was about the only thing required for a B grade. While there I dated mostly black girls because most of the girls were black. My parents were less than appreciative of my choices for female accompaniment.
  7. I dated an 18 year-old girl when I was 15. In the end I broke it off because she was too immature for me. No, really! (This, by the way, is the same girl mentioned in #12 below.)
  8. There about 1000 students in each class at that high school. In mine only 288 graduated. Of those very few went to college. I went to a small liberal arts college in Michigan (Albion) because I wasn't sure I had the background/prerequisites to survive in in a large school like the University of Michigan.
  9. As an undergrad I majored in Computational Math and Psychology because I was interested in understanding how people think, being able to model it and then to program it into a computer (i.e., AI). From these efforts I have reached two unfortunate conclusions (a) that we have no fucking idea how people think, and (b) a surprising number of people don't seem to think much at all.
  10. You know that obsessive/compulsive detective, "Monk?" I have some of that in me. Sometimes things have to be just so. Here are some examples:
    10.a. We have a black cat and a formerly white cat. (The formerly white cat is now still pretty light, but she only has patches of white.) I give them their breakfast in some old bowls that come in black and white. I always give the white bowl to the black cat and the black bowl to the light colored cat. It doesn't look right otherwise.
    10.b. I usually cannot walk past a crooked picture without straightening it.
    10.c. I line up all the shampoo and conditioner bottles in the shower. I don't think about it, I just do it.
    10.d. When I get locked on a problem, I just can't let it go until I have it sorted out. (Or perhaps this is an aspect of #11.)
  11. And on top of that I am also somewhat anal-retentive. How can you identify the anal? Ask them, "Does anal-retentive have a dash?" They should respond, "No, it has a hyphen."
  12. I have a really bad memory. I once dated a girl for 3 months without knowing her name. When I first forgot it, I could not bring myself to ask. And then after a month, well, you simply cannot ask without risking bodily injury. Luckily she was an only child. When I called her house (she lived with her parents), if her mother answered the phone I would ask, "Can I speak to your daughter, please?" Nope, neither her nor her mother never caught on. Eventually I found it written somewhere. (Epilogue: I currently have no idea what her name was.)
  13. I had a therapist once ask me if I always thought I was right. I responded: "Well, of course! If I thought I was wrong, I would change what I thought." Duh! (She just laughed.)
  14. Racing is the only thing I have consistently wanted to do since I was 6. (I did not discover girls until I was 8.)
  15. I read very slowly because I subvocalize. I read technical manuals and novels at about the same speed. I did not develop an appreciation for reading until the 11th grade and Mr. Moldovan. I used one 78-page book for most of my book reports in 6th, 7th and 8th grade.
  16. I test poorly. Always have; probably always will. If you tell me "there will be a test," my body instantly goes in to its "fight or flight" mode. If you do this as a joke, be careful because I might hit you.
  17. My first real job (as in post undergrad) was with Lockheed in Sunnyvale, CA. I went to work for them because it got me the hell out of Detroit and because they agreed to pay for my MSCS at Stanford. The catch was that I had to work full-time while doing my graduate work, so I only averaged about 3 hours of sleep a night. There is no way I could do that now.
  18. I am very auditory. Various, often small, noises drive me crazy: any sound in the house or car that doesn't belong there, people that chew with their mouths open or smack their gum, people that idly click their pall point pens or wrap them on the table, etc. Yes, I would kill many people if not for my exceptional power self-control. :)
  19. My wife and I have mostly rebuilt a cabin at 11,600 in Summit County. We did most of this ourselves. I love how it turned out. I do not recommend doing this with a loved one.
  20. When my feline buddy of 19 years, Terra, passed away a few years ago, we decided to provide a foster home for kittens without mommy cats and too young to be adopted out by the humane society. (You can see some pictures in my profile.) It was fun. We laughed, we cried, we bled. (Those little critters had sharp claws which proved useful for climbing flesh as well as fabric.)
  21. As a result of fostering 10 kittens, we now have 2 that have taken up permanent residence: Storm and Pantera. (You can see pictures of them in my profile as well.)
  22. Storm's name was chosen because she is a force of nature and because she reminded me of the X-Men character of the same name.
  23. Pantera's name was chosen as it is the Italian feminine noun for Panther -- she reminded me of a black panther. And a little for the car. But not at all for the band.
  24. I have had headaches since I was in my early 20's. I have tried medicines, biofeedback, exercise, yoga, accupuncture, chriopractic, guided relaxation, diet changes and I don't know what all. Headaches suck.
  25. I have had at least some gray hair since I was 18. I am (so far at least) unwilling to dye it. I hate hair color for men commercials.

29 comments:

Suzanne said...

I just found you on Karen's blog. Don't visit mine. I'm closing down for awhile to get my ducks in a row, so you won't be impressed. It used to be like Cheers, the place to, well...be, but now it's not! Actually, I shouldn't even be here because my ducks are running all over the damn place while I write this, but I just have to. This post is a hoot! And just so you know I arrived because you said on Karen's blog you love kitties. You're a good man my dear man (and your wife is terrific too). And this post proves it. I will look at your side bar for all the furries as soon as I'm through typing this. I will also look at the rest of your blog as time permits (you know...that whole ducks in a row, time consuming thing I'm dealing with). But I think what impressed me most was kitties juxtaposed against a Porsche!!! I believe that's a 911? Right? What year? I have absolutely NO CLUE. I'm not that good, but I'll stick with 911. Yes, I do drive German cars, but I've never owned a Porsche. However, my hubby's dear friend from high school is a doctor, and his brother is a Porsche mechanic and races at Sears Point. Has for as long as I can remember. And my hubby has coveted a Porsche for as long as I can remember. You know the one...the "Bath Tub Porsche!

And just to make you laugh, when we lived in Denver we went to the Museum of Modern Art and took the elevator from the top floor down with Steve Martin and what's his name. You know his name. The dad of what's his name. Starts with an "R," Rob Riner. That's not how it's spelled, is it? Is it Ryner? Rinner? Yup, just the 4 of us. A hoot to this day. We all exchanged greetings, but then just looked at the walls, the ceiling, the air. You know the drill. It's hilarious upon reflection. Then Steve (my friend) held the door for us! Seriously. The line you quoted is one of my favorites. I do love that man!

Oh and Stanford. Good Lord man. We were at Berkeley. Did you have to do that to me? I may not be able to overlook that faux pas. *Shakes head, turns around and walks away.* Okay, I'll be back later!

Suze XO

Suzanne said...

Oh! Carl Riner, Ryner, Rinner! I knew I'd remember.

Karen ^..^ said...

Ok, as much as I've read your comments on my blog, I must confess I've never come here. Well, I have, but I've never commented.

This was an awesome post! I'm so glad Suzanne came here, and DEFINITELY go to her blog. You have a lot of catching up to do, and by the time you're done reading it all and looking at the gorgeous pictures she posts, and paints, she will be back on. You won't be sorry. Salt of the earth, Suzanne is. My soul sister.

No, we aren't black. It's like soulmate, but you know... sisters.

I love her dearly, not queerly.

I'm shutting up now.

Yeah, that OCD thing. I most definitely have some of that. I do the picture thing. When I move the coffee table to vacuum, it has to go back into the same precise spot. Yeah. It's like that. Toilet paper and paper towels have to be torn from the top, not the bottom. It makes me irate when someone puts it on wrong.

Mike129 said...

@Suze: Wow! That comment is longer than some of my blogs! LOL! I am honored and pleased that you would take the time. I mean with all your ducks and bunnies and what not running around. If you want to see the furries, friend me on FB if you are there. I blog rarely, but I might do it more frequently if I thought people were reading this crap. :)

Yes, my car is a 2.0L 1967 Porsche 911. (One of my earlier blogs talks more about it.) I run with vintage race groups, NASA and Porsche race groups (less frequently). I have never run at Sears Point (it has some sponsor's name now), but I have watch races there. It is a very cool track! Some day I might get out there for an event. The "bath tub" Porsche is, I assume, a 356 Speedster. Very cool cars. (The fenders on those were all hand made, if I recall properly.)

Carl Reiner and Steve Martin? That makes for quite an elevator ride. Steve Martin is one of the most seriously funny comedians I know of. I mean he is very serious about his craft. (I have other thoughts about elevators, but I am not going to share them here.)

I am now following your blog, and I'll take some time catching up there.

Finally, so sorry about the Cal Berkeley thing. If you were just a *little* smarter you could have joined me. ;)

Suzanne said...

Reiner. Rob just informed me!!! Hey, I'm not perfect!!! And Rob also said he covets the 911. The "Bath Tub" was the precursor to the 911. Unless fully restored he wouldn't want one. He'd want the 911! Okay. I'm wrong! That's a 911. Right? What? I'm dancin' as fast as I can. Hey, Karen's here. About time.

XO

Mike129 said...

@Karen: Yay! Thanks for commenting. I will be reading Ms Suzanne's blog. (Good lord there are a lot of flowers over there. Is is safe for, you know, men?) You lover her "dearly, not queerly," eh. Bummer -- so much for that fantasy.

As for the OCD stuff, I correct other people's toilet paper hanging. I can't help it! And of course the coffee table as to go back in the same place. What do you think those divots in the carpet are for, anyway? :)

I do not always get time to comment, but I love your blog!

Mike129 said...

@Suze: Um, did you perhaps skip your medication? LOL. You are one funny lady!

Suzanne said...

You MF. Okay. Yes, there are alot of flowers over there. That's what I do, dude. On top of a gazillion other f****** things. (Yes Karen, I know you're laughing at this!) Both of you, just leave me alone. And meds. No, I'm not on any. This is just me. How dare you insult me. *Suze looks for huge hammer to pummel new friend.* What? Leave me alone.

I knew it was a 911. As an artist, I'm not so sure about the colors. You know, a visual thing. Honey, trust me, I would never have picked that combo. Never. Oh, and about me and Karen. Trust me, she's laughing as hard as I am. That's just too damn funny. Karen, honey, whatchadoin' tomorrow night!!! Well Mike, you just keep fantAAAAAAASYing. It's never going to happen. We're SO straight!!!!

Karen, we are. Right?

You sound so much like our dear friend IV. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Are you IV? (Innner Voices). Hummmmmmmmmm. Are you in sheep's clothing? Hummmmmmmmmmmmm.

The Cal/Stanford thing. Fuck you.

No, that would never have gone unnoticed. Welcome to my world. I was that smart. Yes, we do smart at Berkeley. So, so sorry about your sax player!!!

What?

Mike129 said...

@Suze: Okay, pretty lady, put the hammer down, please. I was just kidding. :D

You are crazy. Of course, I like crazy, so that works.

I am sorry, but I am not your friend, IV. Don't think I have heard of him. Sometimes I have Inner Voices -- does that count?

On the color of my car: it is the color it was when I got it. It would cost too much to properly media blast it down and go with another color. Most folks at the track seem to like it, but I probably would not have chosen it on my own.

Regarding the Cal/Stanford thing, I love to spar, but I don't really identify with the Stanford as much as my undergrad school (Albion). I did not see the 1982 game to which you refer (but I have, of course, seen the play); that was before my time at Stanford.

And I will respond to your jab on Karen's blog here (so we do not take over her comment thread). Luckily I didn't have to pay my way through Stanford for my MSCS. There is absolutely no way I could have afforded it. My employer paid for me, but I had to work full-time for them while attending for that arrangement to be allowed. (That was quite a difficult and sleep deprived time.)

Suzanne said...

Yes, of course I'm back. What? Would you expect less? Please.

Okay to address some of your issues:

I have to keep paging down to see the issues, so bare with me.

1) "Pretty lady." I like that. I'll keep that one. Thanks doll.

2) "Hammer." Everyone knows I'm a pacifist. Now you do. I'm also a sissy. Everyone knows that too. Now you do. I have no idea why I'm using a hammer.

3) "Cazy." Really. Am I? Hummmmmmmmm. I've never seen myself as crazy, but my younger sister once called me a "crazy bitch." I told her to "take it back this instant." She said "NEVER." Now that's a crazy bitch.

4) So you aren't IV. Thank God!!! One is enough. Oh, don't worry, he's easily found on our blogs. Especially the Wild Onion. Just click and get ready. He's sort of addicted to sex. Now that I write that I'm not so sure he'd appreciate it. Okay, let me rephrase in the event he actually reads this. He likes women. Oh, and having inner voices. Don't we all baby.

5) Car color. Well after the past 48 hours you now know I'm an artist, so know color, or at least should! God I better!!! Blue. I love blue. It's a cool color, but for some reason don't see it as "your" color. What color would you have chosen if given a choice and all the money in the world to change the color of the car? I won't reveal my choice until you reveal yours. You know, the car is really beautiful as is. Really. I've taken a second look and blue does work, but for some reason it doesn't capture your essence. Do you know what I mean? I think you're a warm color. Honey, when's your birthday? That will tell me everything. Oh we have such a blast with birthdays at the Wild Onion and go round and round about Zodiac signs. I'm laughing just thinking about it! I realize the group I hang out with is such a bunch of freakin' bandits!!!! Karen included. Stick around, you'll see!

6) We always identify with our undergrad school. Berkeley and UCLA are. I didn't really expect you to remember the greatest college football play of all time! You seem too young. Baby, how old are you. Shut up. Yes, obviously I'm older!!! I'm going to say you're 36 because you sound 36.

7) I had a dear, dear friend at UC Berkeley who was working on a masters in civil engineering. His employer was also paying for his education. Trust me, I understand. You don't have to explain a thing. But I'll just say this about that. Thank God you don't have to pay back a single dime. You lucky devil you!!!

Now for something completely different. Yes, I love Monty Python! Most of my friends in Blogger Land know how my life is littered with engineers. Seriously. From my high school best friend down to the the little engineer on the street...my life is filled with engineers! Why? I don't know. It just is.
You're another one. Why? Why engineers?!!!

8) Oh, and about Karen. Look, to tell the truth, Karen loves me to bits. She doesn't mind banter on her blog. In fact I think she encourages it! And truth be told, I love her to bits. She's one hell of a pretty lady. ;) So if you chat with me "over there," don't worry. She won't mind.

Suzanne said...

Damn, I accidently posted. What's up with that? I'm not nearly done! I gotta hurry because if Karen get's a whiff of this I'm a gonner. That woman's a hawk.

Mike. I'm going to assume your name is Mike. We were destined to meet! I don't know why yet, but we were. What a blast. About "friending you on FB." Honey listen to me. I have no idea what "friending" is and no clue who FB is. Trust me. Any of my friend reading this are laughing. Cuz they know!!! I don't have enough hours in my day to fit that crap in too. Everyone's doing all sorts of stuff and me, I barely have time to f****** blog!!! How is that possible? What? Leave me alone.

I love you darling. I'm so happy we met. What a hoot. Stop by the Wild Onion and join if you dare. It's a fun place to be. Just let your hair down and all.

I've been given so many names, but I like this one...

Much love,
Pretty Lady!

Leah said...

This is too funny. Suzy and Karen, you are makin' me laugh. Stopped by, then read the comment section and had to comment too.

Hello Mike129! I really enjoyed this post. I'm a HUGE fan of the Things about Me posts that people do. I got up to 101 Things about Me about myself--you should try it sometime! You might be surprised at what emerges...

Mike129 said...

@Suze: Yes, I think you are crazy, but in a good way. :D

My birth day is 7/30. If that tells you everything, then please pass it on to me. I have always wanted to know everything, but no matter how hard I try, I cannot seem to get a handle on all of it.

If I had all the money in the world to paint (and maintain the paint on) my car, I might go with a metallic purplish silver base with some cool flows and gradients into deeper purples in a design I have not yet settled on. Yes, I know silver and purple are not "warm" colors. I like purple because the spectrum bends back on itself there. It gets to be red and blue at the same time!

As for my age, I am 46. That snuggles me nicely between you and Karen (but we should probably not go into my fantasies any further right now).

Your life is filled with engineers because we are entertained by you. ;)

FB is Facebook, but worry not. You can see pics of me and my kitties at http://mike129.photoshop.com. Let me know if that does not work for you.

I will dare to take a peek at your Wild Onion (assuming that is legal in both of our states).

;)

Mike129 said...

@Leah: Welcome m'lady! I will look at your blog and probably subscribe. If you know these two nuts, you are probably just the flavor of crazy I'd like.

And *nobody* wants to know 101 things about me! I think they are lucky to get through the first 25!

Suzanne said...

Leah,

He called us nuts.

Mike, you have NO IDEA how funny that is. Leah and Kylie are probably the two smartest bloggers you will ever, ever meet. Just trust me. They are so funny you will piss your pants. And you called me nuts. Leah, rescue me. Mike, Leah is my dear, dear friend and she will never let you abuse me. Never!!! Leah, Help me!!!! No really. Don't run the other way you f****** b****. LEAH!!! Don't leave me here alone with Mike! Damn.

Suzanne said...

There she is!!! Yup, Leah. Be careful around her. I'm easy, but she's a nut cracker. Trust me. You will never regret a single moment spent with her. Never. :)

Suzanne said...

Your color choice is interesting. Yes, purple is a cool color, but it does blend into red. And see, I saw you as red or orange. Wow. I was SO WRONG!!! I really, really read your description and you know what? I understand your choice. Obviously, it wouldn't be my choice for you, but it's your choice for you. What do I know?! I'm not you.

Oh, and your smart ass remarks. Yeh, smart ass. Knock it off. And holy shit. You're a Leo? Oh good God. Me too. *Rolls eyes in head.* And 46? Good Lord. There's no hope. Karen, he's all yours!!! What?

I love the engineering comment from an enginnering perspective. It now all makes sense. And I'll tell you why. I can not believe the number of engineers attached to my life. I just can't.

For God Sakes don't call Leah, m'lady. Don't even get her started. You'll just egg her on. She's a romantic. Oh dear lord here we go. *Suze rolls eyes in head.*

Suzanne said...

He called me nuts. You all know me. Am I? That's just too funny. *Rolls eyes in head.*
The man has a lot to learn!!

Suzanne said...

Hi baby. I looked "Over There." Wow. I'm so impressed. Baby if you have time look at my previous post. You'll see my family. I know we connect in some way. I know. I love all the photos of you and the kitties. You are such a gem. Thank you for loving animals. God it matters so much. I'm so grateful for people like you. I'm just grateful. Thank you baby.

Suzanne said...

Oh, and honey, you're so beautiful. I mean that. You're so handsome.

XO

Mike129 said...

@Suze: You *know* you want to be alone with me. I can tell! :) And thanks for letting me know that you are easy. I would have never asked because I am all gentleman-like and all, but since you brought it up....

Why is there no hope for me because I am 46? I almost never think about my age in any case.

I will go to your blog and look at your pics. Thank you for the overly kind compliments. (But you are still a nut. ;) )

Suzanne said...

Yes, of course I'm here.

Hummmmmmmmmm.
1) Nuts. No.
2) Easy. NO. Certainly, NO!
3) Gentleman. Ahhhhhhhhhh. Debatable.
4) Age. It's irrelevant.
5) Nut. Refer to #1 *Suze rolls eyes in head.* How rude!
6) Want you? No. You're married. I respect married women a whole hell of a lot.

And just so you know, I will never "overly kind comment" again. You're on your own buddy.

The Nut

Suzanne said...

Dude! You joined The Wild Onion Cafe!!!??? I just saw that. What a hoot. It's an amazing place. Baby, just let out a shout when you find your voice. We're the easiest group to engage in the whole world! Where's your name. You have to officially go though Cede to join and give your birthday. It's SO easy. I think she lets anyone in! Now see honey, that's the definition of easy.

Me? You'd have to work for. Yes, I know you want me. (Right back at ya.)

XO

Karen ^..^ said...

OH. MY. GOD.

You guys have been having WAY too much fun over here without me. I leave for two weeks, and this is what happens???

Jeez.

Mike, Post again, please. Oh, cool, my notification just popped up that you just commented my newest post, the one I forgot to put a title on till after I posted it.

I'm so glad Leah found this blog too. You'll love her, she's beautiful, smart, funny, incredibly intriguing. I love HER dearly and not queerly too.

And yeah... I like when people take over my comment section in my blog. LOL.

Another post, please, Mike. Thanks.

Mike129 said...

@Suze: I am sure you are worth working for. I mean, not that I would have to or anything. ;)

I am following zee Onion, but I will probably will not ask to post there because I almost never post here. (Maybe if I had more followers....)

@Karen: Yeah, well, it's all Suze's fault. I was just sittin' here mindin' my own damn bidness when that force of nature swoops in and takes over. :)

And since you asked so nicely, and since I doubt I am capable of saying "no" to you, I will try to post this week.

Karen ^..^ said...

Thanks, Mike.

I love hearing a man say he's incapable of saying no to me. Figures... You are married and live far far away.

Isn't that always the way???

Mike129 said...

@Karen: It's always something, eh?

Besides, you have found a Mr. Wonderful. I hope that works out!

BTW, did you delete a blog? I am old and easily confused, so I thought I should ask. :)

Karen ^..^ said...

I haven't deleted anything recently. I haven't deleted since dealing with "he who shall not be named".

And Mr. Wonderful? It's early days yet. They are all wonderful in early days. Too soon to tell. But I remain ever hopeful.

Mike129 said...

@Karen: No, no deletions; I was mistaken. As I mentioned, I am old and easily confused. :)