Randomness

Well, as if I didn't have enough to do (meeting with 2 people re: my future, researching phd programs furiously - exhausting! - packing for my trip), I've been "tagged" in a blog game. But I'm a good blogger and will play.

Here are the rules:
1. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
3.At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

And I guess here are my random facts and/or habits (which are gonna be short!):
1. I was born at home, not in the hospital, and on purpose. My parents were hippies and not into medication or machines, so they did it at home. I believe my mom sat on a what looks like a lawn chair with the bottom mostly removed, and let gravity do the trick. Not only was it pretty easy for her (and I was her first), but they all felt good enough to take me to a party that night (after I was born around noon). Says a lot for natural method, huh?

2. Like the person who tagged me on this, I also am a former theater junkie. It's my BA and something I did from basically birth 'til now. What's weird is that I completely don't feel like I miss it. I guess liturgy has filled the hole. I still enjoy going to a theatre, though, because there's this smell and a presence there that anyone who's trod the boards can recognize. In high school I was hot shit, but by college I was put in my place (despite being a theater major, I wasn't cast in one play for anything substantial - the director really played favorites. That was pretty painful). I think my favorite theater experiences were the summer plays I did at the local outdoor arena, where we did Greek and Shakespeare. The Greek was in mask, and it was tons of fun. At the end of the summer we always did a Greek comedy rewritten with contemporary jokes. It always ended with a chase and everybody falling down. Great, great fun.

3. Shoot I'm never going to make 8 if I ramble like this. OK, let's see. I'm developing arthritis that's gotten bad enough that it wakes me up sometimes. So I'm trying out glucosamine supplements. They seem to be working. Also I have a horrible skin condition that makes me itch constantly. I'm really self-conscious about it but I don't know if other people notice.

4. One habit I wish I had was a regular discipline of prayer. I am going to work on this during my 2 weeks off after the vacation. Try to get into something that will stick. But I've never made anything stick for very long. I'm too fidgety.

5. I have probably talked about this before but I'm obsessed with India. My first encounters were with Bollywood films, which I dearly love (and own many), and with the food. But the more I study the culture and the religion the harder I fall. My biggest dream is to get a Fulbright to study in India for a year or so, learning about their ritual life.

6. My husband and I read cookbooks, food studies, food magazines, and grocery shop together for fun. We argue about recipes. We discuss the minutest food trivia. We dream of the day when we'll have a real kitchen again. Yes, I am fortunate that my little hobby is shared by him.

7. Ah, here's a good one. We have a crate of 75 horror films sitting here in the living room right now. J came home with them one day and announced that he'd been shopping. After he picked me up off the floor, he said he'd just checked them out from the library. Anyway, they cover everything from the silent pictures through the Universal and Hammer monster movies on through the slasher flics and more recent supernatural stuff (exorcism and demons and stuff). I used to hate horror movies. Now I'm getting such an education on them that I'm starting to appreciate them on a whole different level. We even checked out the "torture porn" stuff but it was stupid. Incidentally, this is all for a class he's teaching on the Philosophy of Horror this fall (at Biola U, no less!).

8. Oh, wow, the end already! Thank goodness. OK, let's write one more big dream: I want a plot of earth so badly. I want a vegetable garden, and maybe some fruit trees and flowers. Definitely herbs. If I am ever blessed with a house, I believe I will turn my front yard into rows of crops. I so want to be a farmer. Well, part-time, anyway. I want to dabble. I want to grow my own food - I feel like it's incredibly important for me to be in touch with the earth. So there's one more thing.

OK, here is who I will tag:
1. episcosours
2. Scott
3. Eric
4. Father Jake
5. Dylan
6. Rachel
7. Barry
8. Jeanette