Friday, May 11, 2007

7 Habits of Highly Effective Nuns

Greetings Blogaholics! It's been less than 24 hours since I blogged.

And usually I don't respond to chainletter type challenges and such, but my friend Mama JD tagged me, and she's a rational Republican and a wanna be hippie-chick-type, and it seemed not too onerous, so I'm gonna respond in kind.

SEVEN UNUSUAL/INTERESTING THINGS ABOUT ME (yeah, right)

1. I was born in northern Minnesota, moved to southern California when I was 2, moved back (hey, parent's decision, not mine) to northern Minnesota when I was 8 where we lived next door to my grandparents, then moved back to southern California when i was 11, directly across the street from where we had lived before.

2. I joined the band in Jr. High School because this girl I was sweet on in the 6th grade was in the band. I played the trumpet, and in 8th grade I played the solo trumpet part for the school Choir performance of the Carpenters Close To You The Band director translated into the proper key. My friends told me the first note always sounded like a fart. Hey, Jr. High School, remember?



3. Cripes, I'm only to number 3? This is hard. Hmmmmm, I was terribly accident prone, car-wise in high school, and a notorius speeder. I got my first speeding ticket when I still had my learner's permit. Coming back from K-Mart with my Mom, I got tagged for going 46 in a 35. Bastards. In a '73 Flinto. Teen Age BarBQue. Four wheel Hibatchi. Later, I wrecked that same Flinto several times. Including a nasty rear end spin out into a telephone pole, which should have punctured the gas tank and blew me and my friend Craig (the asshole who pulled my emergency brake and sent us into a spin in the rain) into a fiery Ford inferno.

4. (Only three more to go, yea!) Our High School Band was REALLY good, as was our football team (half-time shows and away game Pep Band, don't cha know.) One of the best in so. cal. We got invited to play at some invitational gig in Mexico City. Me and my friends ditched our chaperone and went crusing around the town by ourselves. Went to that famous Park, Chapultepec? Went looking for fireworks (Tienes boom-boom?) Dumb fucks, we were. I forgot my only spending money, Travelers checks from Bank of America, took a cab downtown (again sans chaperone) to the Bank of America and had them replaced. Broke up with my girl friend, also a band memeber, whilst I was there. Again, dumb-ass. Regretted it badly later.

5. I spent 7 years in college getting my BS, is Business Adminstration, Small Business and Human Resources Management. I changed my major a half a dozen times. Last place I'd EVER of thought I'd end up in. They changed the major name to Managing Human Resources in my senior two or three years. MHR. We called it Managing Human Retards.

6. I was heavily involved in extra-curricula activites in College. Numerous fraternity positions, including President when we went national. Student Government Elections Chariman, Attorney General, and Chief Justice. Ran for VP and lost by 40 votes out of 2000 cast. My fraternity is still going strong and just had it's 50 anniversary. Cripes, I was there for it's 20th, 25th, and 30th.

7. THANK GOD THIS IS OVER! WTF else? I killed a bear with my car once. (Long story.) I used to be a computer geek for a living. Did I mention I'm a blogaholic? I've been online since the mid-80s. Holy shit, that's 20 years. I'm a lover, not a fighter.

Peace out.

END OF STORY.


However, the question remains:
Can you take me higher?




Can you take me Higher?
To a place where blind men see
Can you take me Higher?
To a place with golden streets

Although I would like our world to change
It helps me to appreciate
Those nights and those dreams
But, my friend, I'd sacrifice all those nights
If I could make the Earth and my dreams the same
The only difference is
To let love replace all our hate
So let's go there
Let's make our escape
Come on, let's go there
Let's ask can we stay?

CREED
Can You Take Me Higher?
(partial lyrics)

38 Comments:

At May 11, 2007 2:59 AM, Blogger Lynn said...

I love ya, Green One.

 
At May 11, 2007 5:17 AM, Blogger the psycho therapist said...

Youza! Hello! Now that's what I'm talkin' 'bout!

Good morning, Green-of-the-uh-god-there's-just-so-many-things.
I enjoyed this brief window into your inner sanctum. Whenever you share details about your college escapdes I shake my head in wonderment as I can't quite seem to mesh the picture I have of you in my mind with the reality of some of those experiences. Student government? Eegads! Frat boy? Jesus!

Just goes to show the importance of remaining open and willing to change internal constructs in the flash of a moment, "truth" and "clarity" being so vital over here n'all. (stupid smiley face)

Seriously, I loved reading about you and walk away wanting more, more, more!!!!!

(Of course you and Treespotter have accused me of being insatiable in the past so maybe that's all it is. Maybe t'ain't nuffin so great 'bout your tale after all. Naaaaaawww.)

Oooo, you sooo good.
(more stupid smilies and winks)
Baby!


--

 
At May 11, 2007 11:07 AM, Blogger Jump to the Left said...

7 unusual things about jump:

1) I have freakishly good hearing.

2) I have the same name and worked in the same place as a local embezzler.

3) I have mixed dominance.

4) I think former republicans and frat boys are sexy.

5) I have seen a platypus in the wild.

6) My eyes change colors, and they have changed from how they used to be when I was a kid.

7) When my sister and I are driving in a car, I often have to pull over because we are laughing so hard.

8) BONUS ITEMS:

I have flat feet.
I still hate peas.

You are hilarious. :)

 
At May 11, 2007 1:12 PM, Blogger green libertarian said...

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At May 11, 2007 1:14 PM, Blogger green libertarian said...

(((((Lynn)))))) Thank you. Popped into your place and got caught up. Some serious writing going on there, I trust and hope it is healing for you.

PT, as I told you before, flattery and flirting will get you... uh, somewhere, I forget now.

I'm sure I've mentioned before, prolly on TUBOB, but maybe after you bugged out of there, my college fraternity and student government experiences. They're legendary, deserving of a three volume 100k publishing run, at least. OK, maybe a post or two here is more like it. I was involved in all kinds of controversies, of course, from our frat being suspended for a quarter, to the Student Senate illegally kicking me out of my Chief Justice position, trumped those assholes a week later, and they had to take it all back, in fact, they made it look like it never happened, so in legal jeapordy they were, and my smiling mug was on the front page of the campus newspaper with the tanuting caption "I'm BACK." Idiots. I WAS THE motherfucking expert on the ASI Constitution, By-Laws, Roberts Rules of Order, and associate regulations.

When I was Attorney General, I got a $75 a month stipend. I would pick up my check from the Student Government (ASI) Business and University Union Business Manager, a staff employee who hated my guts, cash the check at the cashier's office, then walk downstairs to the campus beer bar, and buys rounds of pitchers for the House with that money until it was gone. That was usually about 25-30 pitchers, depending on what folks were drinking. I'd crash out in my student government office on my couch.

I won't go into the numerous antics and truly good things we did and all that of the fraternity, but I will tell you, we were NOT the stereotype that you think. Most diverse bunch of guys you could imagine, from "preppies", to stoners (count me in), to jocks, to losers, loners, and even a couple of gay guys, one of which was president my first year, but of course I was so clueless, I just thought he was "flamboyant", and hell, he always had a female date for events, attracted MANY cute girls over, so I mean, hell that was great. I guess he was problably Bi at the time, but I remember he moved to San Franciso when he graduated, and he came back and visited once with his obvious boyfriend.

When a rash of assaults upon women starting happening in the parking lots at night, it was OUR fraternity that led the charge to get the campus police to establish an escort service (no, not like the kind of escort service you are thinking about finding employment in), an escort service so anyone could call up the campus police and quickly have a campus police officer or designated, screened and trained student junior "cop" walk that person out to their car. I was the one who cobbled the money together (almost $100k) for the program, one third from the university, one third from ASI, and one third from the notoriusly tight assed University Foundation. And no, it didn't turn out to be a self-serving employment program for our guys, I think only one of our guys worked in the program. My best bud at the time, and ASI President, but not in the fraternity, did work for the campus police dept. Not a bad gig for a guy with ultra long hair, a filthy mouth, and who liked to bong out in the Quad. We used to take the Police Chief's car out on some interesting runs in the back hills behind campus. Required much Ozium too.

As Marmite would say, enough twaddle for now. Jumpster, you're next.

 
At May 11, 2007 1:34 PM, Blogger green libertarian said...

/whispering test test test
Hey jump! Thanks for playing along.

How unusual there'd be another Jump To The Left in your office who was an embezzler. You sure you don't live a double-life? A little Sybil going on? The mixed dominence (which I have no idea what that means) does seem to fit in here tho, just maybe. Let me just say right now, it ain't worth stealing my identity, so just forget about that. I guess I was kind of a Republican once, and, (so ashamed), I did attend a couple of Young Republican meetings behind the Orange Curtain, even. Somebody told me there were hot chicks there, boy I was gullible back then. NO more!

AND the changing eye colors, oh, chameleon, eh girl? Maniacal laughing that impedes an activity of daily living? Hmmmmmm "Hates" a poor defenseless and green lentil? Hate is not a family value, my dear.

See your shaman/mental health provider, again.

I tease you know. heh heh heh

 
At May 11, 2007 2:23 PM, Blogger Jump to the Left said...

Big employer--university. She left by the time I jumped in. Sure scared the crap out of HR when the saw my paperwork arrive. LOL.

Yeah, I know about you and your former republican ways. I took note. Heh. ;)

The mixed dominance things is sometimes called being cross-lateral. I'm right handed, but left sided, left auditory. It's supposed to do weird things to your brain, and this is why, the doctor explained to my mother, I was such a trouble maker in first grade and was always stirring up things with the boys--Michael Green in particular.

I can't let go of the pea--it's a dad thing. Perhaps you understand?

xo

 
At May 11, 2007 2:29 PM, Blogger Jump to the Left said...

Oh, and the last time I saw my sister (2 weeks ago), we ended up rolling on the floor laughing and holding our stomachs, tears streaming.

 
At May 11, 2007 2:51 PM, Blogger Jump to the Left said...

Oh, and green, I KNOW THAT YOU TEASE.

 
At May 11, 2007 3:13 PM, Blogger the psycho therapist said...

Well that was just the cutest thing between y'all...and da-mn, I didn't know we were supposed to answer back with our own stuff.

/waving to Jump
Hey girl. Miss you. Figure you're bizzee with all kinds of stuff.

Greenster, your rants deserve the Nobel Peace Prize, a Pulitzer, an Emmy. I'd say "Oscar" but that might be too iconoclastic and I know how you feel about such things.

Rethuglican? You don't say!
/puzzled, inquisitive expression
Hunh.
Man.
Woof.

s'Okay, you're still da, da, bomb, da bomb man? Da man bomb?

Yeah, that's it. Green, you're the ManBomb, babaay.

--

 
At May 11, 2007 3:32 PM, Blogger green libertarian said...

Jump, yeah, wow, that musta freaked HR out...
right handed, left auditory, blah blah blah, psycho babble, my selective hearing did pick up on...
trouble
stirring things up w/
green
;)

yeah, I know about your Dad, peas and hamhocks trauma. It ain't right.

Teasing is one the 7 habits of highly effective... uhhhh, bloggers? lovers? I forget.

Thanks PT, I sho'nuff did rant over your place earlier today. And did I mention the time the Athletic Director threw me out of his office? I complained to his VP, I was back in his office two days later, for my informational interview about a pending fee increase student election to go directly to Athletics. Arrogant bastard. No, I mean, him, not me!

Manbomb, eh? I'd love to recount my pryomania days, but I'm on enough "watch lists" as it is. Hi NSA! Fuck you!
Oh, you meant something else, I missed your wink, I guess...
/winkity wink.

I don't mind the Libertarian leaning Rethugs, and the old cloth-coat, country-club Repugs...keep the government out of our private matters types. It's these John Birchers, fundies, and current klepto-maniacs I can't stand with a passion.

And no, I expressly said, you don't have to follow in kind, Jump is just an eager beaver, as evident by her moniker and wonderful commentary.

 
At May 11, 2007 3:34 PM, Blogger Jump to the Left said...

Sweet Psycho Therapist!

I'm drowning in the last throes of the last advanced degree I ever hope to earn. I think I finish writing early June and defend in Aug/Sept. I'm largely sequestered and missing my friends terribly. We will have to cyber celebrate when I finish.

Blowing kisses.

 
At May 11, 2007 3:36 PM, Blogger Jump to the Left said...

Yeah, that's it, green.

Don't lift your skirt without expecting me to lift mine back.

LOL.

 
At May 11, 2007 3:51 PM, Blogger Jump to the Left said...

"...supposed to answer back..."

Oh, and baby, sweet baby, I seem to be doing more of what I want to do and less of what I'm supposed to do every day. Good thing I want to do at least some of the things I'm supposed to do...

Can I sit in your chair? It spins, right?

 
At May 11, 2007 4:22 PM, Blogger green libertarian said...

Lift my skirt? Oh no, you must have this old video of me...

Green dancing way back when in a kilt

 
At May 12, 2007 12:55 AM, Blogger soul pumpkin said...

..."hike up your skirt and show your world to me..."that Dave Mathews line just came to mind...
...and Jump, i too have freakishly good hearing, eyes that change colors, and equally freakishly flat feet...
...could we both be from the same distant planet?

(i do however, love peas...)

 
At May 12, 2007 3:05 PM, Blogger Jump to the Left said...

Planet Claire.
Or somewhere...
;)

And I do so love dave matthews.

The pea thing is all about my dad. The torture at the table and the teasing afterwards. Pea flavored ice cream, and on and on and on.

I like snow peas, and I'll eat a pea if I'm standing in the garden, but that's about it. It's a total dad thing that I'm not quite over.

 
At May 12, 2007 4:44 PM, Blogger soul pumpkin said...

...oh yeah...nothing like a fresh pea right out of the patch...
...food torture?...unfair...now, erotic foodplay, another thing altogether...

 
At May 12, 2007 5:24 PM, Blogger susan said...

Your friend pulled the emergency break! Things like that are what scare me about my son about to be the age to go out with his friends and my daughters dating.

I can totally see you as a Frat Pres. lol

I totally admire anyone who took more than four or five years to finish college and stuck with it.

 
At May 12, 2007 5:53 PM, Blogger Jump to the Left said...

It will take a hell of a lot of erotic foodplay to get me over my issues with peas.

"Peas" rhymes with both "pleas" and "please," which I suppose helps.

 
At May 12, 2007 11:02 PM, Blogger soul pumpkin said...

...visualize whirled peas...

 
At May 14, 2007 4:38 AM, Blogger MarmiteToasty said...

Loved this insight into YOU :)

You killed a bear with your car, well that makes the death of Phylis look pretty lame LOL.....

oh not just the bear bit but all of it :)

Fanks for sharing a little smidgeon of you.....

x

 
At May 14, 2007 1:07 PM, Blogger JBelle said...

gLib, Listen:

I CAN take you higher?

Soared 560 feet over the rain forest this morning with Luis and Jorge snapping me in and catching me on landing. You can do this. You gotta do this. higher. It's all about getting higher.

 
At May 15, 2007 11:08 AM, Blogger OrdinaryShark said...

Green you've always been a busy little beaver, eh? I lost the election in 8th grade for school treasurer by 7 votes, had the freak vote locked solid, lost because of the jocks. Never entered another race to experience the bitter taste of defeat again. Probably would have just embezzled it all anyway.
And 1st grade; it was Mary Jane Moskowitz with the curly hair like Freda in Peanuts. I got to stand next to her at the end of the year (because we were the only two who weren't coming back) as Mrs. Felt divided the class for the next year. Mrs. Felt was mean. I was in her class and walking the milk money down to the cafeteria when Kennedy was shot. Where are you Mary Jane?
Jump - wha'd you say?
and jbell- 560 feet over the rain forest; tell us more!
(Green - I threw a haiku in for you at my blob.)

 
At May 16, 2007 3:14 AM, Blogger david santos said...

It places fhoto of Madeleine in your bloggue


Missing Madeleine!
Madeleine, MeCann was abduted from Praia da Luz, Portugal on 03/03/07.

If you have any information about her whereabouts, please contact Crimestoppers on 0800555111 Please Help

 
At May 16, 2007 4:04 PM, Blogger Jump to the Left said...

Shark,

LOL! Thanks.
:)

 
At May 19, 2007 11:01 PM, Blogger Pixie said...

I've got your number.

Dare me to use it.

Thank you, friend.

 
At May 20, 2007 9:19 AM, Blogger Suzie-Q said...

Hi Green:

I love your blog! I'm adding you to my blogroll and it would be great if you add mine. ;)

 
At May 24, 2007 4:50 PM, Blogger mamaJD said...

Green- Thank you for playing along. I hate the chainletter stuff, especially the ones that question my spirituality if I don't forward, etc. This one though has given me an opportunity to get to know my fellow bloggers. I am going to add your blog on my links, okay? I always love your posts.

 
At May 25, 2007 8:33 PM, Blogger Pixie said...

Where are you??????????

 
At May 25, 2007 9:10 PM, Blogger green libertarian said...

Shhhhhhhh. Be vewy vewy quiet. I'm hunting wabbits.
heh heh heh

 
At May 26, 2007 4:03 AM, Blogger MarmiteToasty said...

GET YOUR BLOODY ARSE BACK ON HERE......... gawds sake....... dont make me have to fly over and sort ya out......... I aint made of fucking money ya know.......

((((((((((((Chuck))))))))))))))) love ya xxxxxxxxx

 
At May 26, 2007 10:19 AM, Blogger Jump to the Left said...

Dude!
x

Hi, Marm'lady!

 
At June 09, 2007 8:01 PM, Blogger Pixie said...

Fuckin' wabbits.

 
At June 11, 2007 6:14 PM, Blogger Suzie-Q said...

Hey Guys!

It's GEF's birthday! Please come by my blog and wish him a Happy Birthday! :)

 
At June 12, 2007 6:32 PM, Blogger mamaJD said...

Okay, Green - Stopped by to see what was new. Apparently, nothing! May 11? May 11? What did you burn out? On a little vacay? Get back on the blog horse, will ya?

 
At June 15, 2007 5:45 PM, Blogger Peanut said...

Where are you sunshine?

Everything okay, Green?

 
At June 17, 2007 8:24 AM, Blogger Pixie said...

Happy Father's Day, Green.

 

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