seven.

November 30, 2007

The inimitable Brooke tagged me.  Even though she is inimitable, I am still going to try and copy her a little bit here, slightly using her template.  I am just way to beat down, exhausted, ready to scream bloody murder at those little imps who insist on torturing me every moment of the day  tired to think for myself.  My list of Seven Random:

 

  1. Seven is my favorite number.  I am the seventh child. In numerology my birthday breaks down to the number 7.
  2. I was raised by a Sicilian-American professional bookie.
  3. My life-in-cocktails break down like this:  Crown Royal and Kool-Aid; Keg Beer; Jim Beam and Ginger; Whiskey on the rocks, twist of lime; Cosmopolitans; Vodka on the rocks with mint, a twist of lemon and a splash of tonic; Dry Red Wine.
  4. I kissed Dave Mathews once.  I won’t call it a French kiss because it lasted about 3.5 seconds, but our lips parted and danced for a moment in time about 12 years ago. I did not see sparks.
  5. I gave my high school commencement speech high on whip-it’s.
  6. Jack Black would be on my list of famous people to have dinner with.
  7. I have seven tattoos.

 

I tag anyone who feels pulled to write their Seven.

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