Five baas
And I thought I’d got out scot-free. No such luck. Baaaa.
Right. Five things you may not know about me. Baaaaa. Um…
- I once fell off the back riser during a choral concert in St. John’s Cathedral in New York City. I blame the 1980s and Big Hair (not mine! I have never had Big Hair).
- I have a grand total of two ex-boyfriends. I’m quite friendly with one (oh, stop that; I’m just friendly, right?), and I’ve no notion where the other’s got to.
- Three of my undergraduate grades were below an A. Two, a B and a B–, stemmed from the field geology summer camp in Montana I went to the summer before starting college. The third was an A– in “Calculus for
DummiesBusiness Majors,” and was the last in a long streak of missing an A in math by one lousy point. - When I was 12 and scrawny as a baby bird, I played Bombur in The Hobbit thanks to frightening numbers of pillows. I could do much better at it now!
- My first real crush was a lad named Álvaro Gómez. He was just another face in a remarkably dull English class in Guadalajara until the day before term-end, when he brought his classical guitar to school… mmm, I still remember. He sat on the desk in front of mine and made that instrument sing. Never saw him again, after that day.
There. Satisfied? If you think I tagged you, I did. Go for it.