2. I have an inordinate weakness for a Scottish band named Aztec Camera.
3. One of my prized possessions is an Oxford English Dictionary, Compact Edition (given to me by feyandstrange).
4. I am a widower. This informs more decisions and behaviors of mine than I really like to dwell on, but- at the same time- it's constantly there.
5. I invented a nonsensical religion at the age of thirteen.
6. I don't have a college degree.
7. my favorite color is dark indigo- that sort of is-it-blue, is-it-purple color that the sky has around 4:30 - 5 AM.
8. I have a huge weakness for Art Nouveau and Arts-and-Crafts period furniture- dwellings- &c &c &c. Enough so that I find it almost spooky, and sometimes wonder what that period meant to me in a previous life.
9. Marianne Faithful has a remarkably broken voice, and yet something about it is truly beautiful to me.
10. I like to think I'm a better singer than I actually am. I'm always flat.
11. Books spend more time in my bed than I do.
12. I am able to say 'I'm sorry, I don't speak this language. Do you speak English?' in French, Spanish, Japanese, Chinese, Russian, German, Italian, and Latin.
13. I have never gotten past the first 130 pages of Gravity's Rainbow. It's the damn octopus, I tell you. I get to the octopus and fuum. Book stops holding my mind.
14. If I could be alive at any period in history, I would shoot for either Medieval Venice, or Restoration London.
15. I once climbed El Capitan, (a Mayan pyramid in the Yucatan, at Chichen Itza), at breakneck speed. At the top I turned around, with arms held over my head, and I was not terrified I would fall off this incredibly steep pile of rock. This incredibly steep pile of rock that was slippery. And it was pouring rain. And there was thunder. And yet I knew I would not fall. This is the only moment in my life where I have ever been near a high place, without something to hang onto, and felt perfectly sure I would not hurt myself. It felt like I was supposed to be there.
Getting back down took about 4 times as long.
16. When I was in my early teens, I used to be able to stand perfectly still, be silent, and... be ignored. Socially invisible, as Larry Niven put it in one of his short stories. Completely and utterly unseen, while standing in plain view.
I miss that ability.
17. When I was a child, my parents painted my bedroom a frightening sunny yellow color. When I was fourteen, the room needed repainting, and became a slate-grey/blue color as I chose. Much becomes clear, I think, contemplating that.
18. Since dropping dead, I have lost a lot of the ability to clearly express myself in language. Someday, I may trust myself to be able to string seven sentences together in a coherent fashion without collaboration.
19. I often suspect that someday, they'll all figure out I've been faking it for all these years. And they won't laugh.
20. I hate dentists: I am genuinely terrified of them. to the extent that I ask a dentist before I visit if he has a vinyl chair, so that the sweat pouring off me won't soak into it.
21. Someday, I hope to create an enduring work of fiction or prose. I do not expect that I actually shall (see #18), but the hope endures even if the ability does not.