December 14, 2006 at 6:30pm By: Mr. Wilson Posted in 625 Elm Street

I don’t usually do this sort of thing, but beerorkid tagged me and, well, he’s a good friend of Lincolnite, so what the heck. Here’s the game: I have to tell you six things you may not know about me. Here we go…

  1. My middle name is Curtis, after my uncle who died shortly after he was born. According to my grandma the doctor screwed up and baby Curtis was strangled by the umbilical cord. Today he probably would have lived, but he would have been severely handicapped. Several months ago The Missus and I acquired my grandma’s piano. Come to find out, my grandpa bought her the piano as therapy after Curtis died.
  2. Although most people perceived me as a goody-goody in high school, I could cause a bit of trouble now and then. I even had two run-ins with the police, both of which I talked my way out of, and once I was chased by a man with a shotgun. My crimes in each case? TP’ing, trespassing, and setting off a firework. Nothing to keep me from the presidency. Stupid teenagers.
  3. Back in the day I was known as Dr. Rudy—a takeoff of Dr. Ruth—for my ability to offer counseling and relationship advice to my friends. My parents gave me the nickname Spud for my love of potatoes.
  4. I have all sorts of physical weirdnesses, mostly the result of a particular genetic anomaly shared in 150+ forms by as much as .07% of the population. To name two, I have no tear ducts and two toes on each foot are webbed. There are lots more. On the plus side, I have been blessed with a very high tolerance for pain. I even sat through an oral surgical procedure during which a portion of my mouth wasn’t fully deadened.
  5. Alcohol and caffeine are the only recreational drugs I have used, though I support a person’s right to drink, inhale, or inject anything he wants into his own body. I have only been drunk once, the night of my bachelor party. Nobody believes me, but I remember the entire evening. I spent much of the following morning puking. My body has rejected alcohol ever since that day; I get nauseous before I even take a sip. I consider that a blessing.
  6. If I ever face the death penalty, my last meal will be: meatloaf; mashed potatoes with meatloaf gravy; green bean casserole; red (cinnamon) pickles; homemade rolls with butter; chocolate layer dessert (something like this); and milk (1%).

I suppose I have to tag a few people. Mr. T, DMB, you’re up. I’ll pick on Neal, too, but only because I’m hoping for cartoons depicting his six items. And you know what? I’m going to tag Gary and Sue as well. They mentioned “that Lincolnite guy” on the air one time, so I know they check in now and then.

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Robes December 14, 2006 at 7:12pm

Man, I remember your night of alcoholism… man that was a fun night… How many hours did we spend talking about politics in front of your apartment?

D.M.B. December 14, 2006 at 8:27pm

LOL.  I remember the bachelor party.  But it sounds like I only partook in the pregame warmups.  LOL

Mr. T December 15, 2006 at 2:02am

OK, my only criteria in coming up with this list are they are things that neither Mr. Wilson nor any of my colleagues at work know about me. Or should I say, knew about me. So they were basically pretty unknown items until now.

1. I used to play the violin and the oud. I

D.M.B. December 15, 2006 at 6:47am

I really don’t have the time to do it until Sunday.  Plus I gotta think about some things that people don’t know about me…

beerorkid December 17, 2006 at 9:31pm

tankx for participating.

I am pretty jealous of the webbed toes.  I so want a third nipple, kidney, eyebrow, or gonad wink  I continue to drink diet soda in hopes.

I would love to get in on that last meal.

Showers rule.  I get two usually and my record lately is 4.  The ones after naps are the best.

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