Random and obscure facts about yourself!

[D_Gunther Snotpole]

I think

... therefore you ham?

 

[D_Gunther Snotpole]

I stole barbed wire from the chateau of the Marquis de Sade at La Coste, in Provence.

 

[D_Gunther Snotpole]

Lawrence Durrell gave me the name and phone number of his accupuncturist.

 

[D_Gunther Snotpole]

I once played Oscar Petersen's piano. A Bosendorfer.

 

[jeff black]

Lawrence Durrell gave me the name and phone number of his accupuncturist.

I stole barbed wire from the chateau of the Marquis de Sade at La Coste, in Provence.

I once played Oscar Petersen's piano. A Bosendorfer.

Should I have any clue what or who you are talking about?

 

[D_Gunther Snotpole]

'Should' is a funny word, Jeffers.
But should you know Canadian jazz piano great Oscar Petersen?
The Marquis de Sade is pretty well known.
Lawrence Durrell? You're probably too young.
But the first two? Yup.
Teacher.

 

[jake7.5]

I forged a Dr.'s signature on a prescription to get a waterbed & had insurance pay for it.

I had sex with a women secretary for a roofing company in the presidents office - on his desk no less - it was a great nooner with her!

I got caught jerking off at work once (at a full service gas station) and when I came out from the back, I had cum on my hand and did not notice it -my mom had pulled up and as I was talking with her she asked me what that was on my hand - in shock I replied "Oh it's just grease". :smile:

 

[Novaboy]

'Should' is a funny word, Jeffers.
But should you know Canadian jazz piano great Oscar Petersen?
The Marquis de Sade is pretty well known.
Lawrence Durrell? You're probably too young.
But the first two? Yup.
Teacher.

Jeff! Who's Oscar Peterson? I'm very disapointed.

Novaboy

 

[Novaboy]

After having a house-warming party for my first apartment, I accidently sent all the thankyou letter so myself. I think I was so exicted about having my own address that I wanted to use! What a dork!

 

[D_Tintagel_Demondong]

I stole barbed wire from the chateau of the Marquis de Sade at La Coste, in Provence.

Because you're also a Sadist? You know what he'd want you to do with the wire, right?

Lawrence Durrell gave me the name and phone number of his accupuncturist.

I remember talking with you about this. You stalked him in France. :tongue:

I once played Oscar Petersen's piano. A Bosendorfer.

I didn't know you played! Yet another thing for us to drunkenly discuss.

 

[Principessa]

My dad used to be a chemical tanker captain and once aged ten in open ocean and with no other shipping within miles obviously I took total control of the wheel for fifteen minutes keeping her on a dead straight heading. Just really a matter of keeping a needle pointing to a spot in the middle of an overhead compass. Wheeheee! The ship was about 40,000 tonnes.(He was right behind me of course).

Men who drive big things are sexy. :wink:

I've totaled three cars and walked away each time.

Good to know. If we ever get together I'm driving. I've only totaled one car. :biggrin1:

 

[privileged_gf]

i used to have an obsession with stigmata, and wanted to die by crucifixtion

 

[Principessa]

I learned how to swim when I was 4, but I still can't dive. I have a paranoia about cracking my skull open on the bottom of the pool even if it's 12' deep. In spite of this I was able to become Red Cross Certified as a lifeguard in college.

 

[nay-nay]

I learned how to swim when I was 4, but I still can't dive. I have a paranoia about cracking my skull open on the bottom of the pool even if it's 12' deep. In spite of this I was able to become Red Cross Certified as a lifeguard in college.

wow. good for you. that's admirable. :smile:

i taught myself how to swim when i was little, as well as ride a bike. my parents weren't around much so i had to figure stuff out for myself.

 

[D_Gunther Snotpole]

Because you're also a Sadist? You know what he'd want you to do with the wire, right?

In his salad daze, yes ... but now he was at worst an apèratif, and not even chocolate covered.

I remember talking with you about this. You stalked him in France. :tongue:

One man's stalk is another man's penis.

I didn't know you played! Yet another thing for us to drunkenly discuss.

My war-horse is the only piece Chopin ever gave an English title to, "Song For Rec." I hope you like it.

 

[rbkwp]

West coast to East coast .. 4 days ago
Now up to the top of the North Island today
Just as well NZ is a piddly small Island ..or two
enz

 

[Dave NoCal]

I hold dual citizenship.
There is a birth mark the shape of a butterfly on one of my legs.
I think scars are sexy and want a long one down the midline. Despite having had three abdominal surgeries, I still don't have it.
I have a fake testicle.
I graduated from a women's college.
My body is thin and, at age fifty-eight, still shows a six pack.
My husband and I beat the election by three days and got married by a zen master.
I fell through a ceiling, tore a bicep tendon loose fom my shoulder, and failed to notice.
Dogs and I get along real well.
I have the hots for No Strings.
Eddie Aztec asked me to smack his ass. That would have been fun.
Dave

 

[dopplegangerdevil]

I am scared of ostriches and bedside cabinets (both long stories)!

 

[TallHungLB]

I used to have webbed toes on my right foot until I was 10 when they were surgically seperated. My mother and her brother still have webbed toes.

 

[midlifebear]

I once played Oscar Petersen's piano. A Bosendorfer.

A Bosendorfer! Eight octaves or nine? I'm jealous as well as envious and somewhat broken hearted.

Despite being more than just overly well-endowed between my legs I cannot comfortably or reliably hammer out a 9th interval -- regardless of the key. So, the idea of playing a solid oh-so-cool 10th, the mainstay of a ten-key figured bass (not the fish) physically eludes me. Therefore, I'm stuck with whipping off quick accidentals which is OK for stride piano, but Latin Jazz? Nope. Yup, the secret is out: Midlifebear may have a big pee pee but he is cursed with small hands. So, I'm sort of stuck with investigating how to play Jazz by mostly exploiting diminished 7ths and faking it. I'm also relegated to Chopin's less challenging mazurkas, waltzes, preludes, etudes, anything written by Sati, and lots of Bartok and a little Ravel.

Bosendorfers are rather daunting and I want one. Ahh, the evil eye of piano envy! Curses! Curses, I say!

EDIT ADDED: How big were Oscar Peterson's hands? Pant, pant, pant, pant . . . .