The first beer I ever had was a Sam Adams Boston Lager my high school best friend’s dad gave me when I was 16, and it has been my favorite beer ever since.
Is it possible for someone to have a favorite tv show if they’ve only seen the first two seasons? I’m about to start the third season, but if so, then Mad Men is my favorite tv show. That Christina Hendricks, she could make a weak man stupid, I swear.
When I was in 5th grade, my only friend in the neighborhood and I were big into hockey. My parents couldn’t afford to buy me roller skates, but they said that if I came up with $10, they would match it and we would go and buy me a hockey stick so I could join in on the neighborhood game that occurred every afternoon. I wandered around for three weeks, picking up every penny I could find to save, and when I finally had enough, I got my stick. It was a cheap one, from Super Target, but I babied and repaired that stick every day after the game until we moved from that neighborhood after 6th grade. It is beat to hell, the blade is chipped, nearly all of the paint is worn from the handle, but I still have it. It’s one of the few possessions from my childhood that I still have, and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get rid of it. I can’t explain why it is so special to me.
My uncle Chuck died at the end of May 2009, and before he got sick he took a national baseball tour, visiting ballparks all across the country, along with Cooperstown. When he was there, he bought me a magnet with my name on it (James), and sent it to me for my birthday. It was the last real gift I ever received from him, as he spent the last 7 years of his life in a care facility, but I still look at that magnet every single day of my life. He was the only person to ever call me James growing up (everyone else called me by a nickname that I still loathe to this day), and the only person who ever treated me like a real person, not just some kid. I received a fair amount of his things after he passed, but that magnet is the one object that I remember him by the most.
In person, I am very reserved and quiet, not because I’m shy but because I find it easier to facilitate conversation by taking a backseat in the conversation and getting others to talk about themselves.
I prefer to do a lot of things alone, like going to the movies, wandering around places I’ve never been to before, and eating. I find the solitude to be comforting.
I have a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor, but I’m also amused by the smallest things. A good pun is one of my top five favorite things ever.
When we lived in Florida, we used to visit the beach pretty frequently. The very last time we visited before moving to Colorado, I stepped in a hole in the sand about three feet in from the shore, was bitten by some unknown creature, and I’ve hated the ocean ever since.
Until high school, our family never stayed in one place for more than two years. That lack of stability still affects me in a lot of ways.
I wasn’t allowed to watch Star Wars until I was 13 years old. My parents said it was “too violent.”
I didn’t have any pets that were strictly mine growing up. My mom had two parakeets who hated me, but my dad wouldn’t let us get a dog or a cat.
However, I was scared of dogs until 1994 because a Great Dane knocked me off of a Merry-Go-Round when I was five and started licking my face when I was on the ground. In my defense, it was my first interaction with a dog and I didn’t know what it was doing to me.
My favorite baseball player growing up was Andres Galarraga. I still mimic his batting stance when I step into the cages.
When I was 7, I punched my brother in the mouth and knocked his two front teeth down his throat because he bit a chunk out of a Nerf football I got for my birthday that year.
I was not allowed to go to the movies by myself until I was 16 years old.
In 7th grade, I had a HUGE crush on a girl who had prosthetic legs and was picked on relentlessly for it. She was really nice to me, though.
I used to take things from around the apartments we used to live in and put them in places that my parents never would have put them, and then convince them that they did. For instance, one time I convinced my mom she put her wallet in the toaster. It only took me 11 minutes to make her believe it.
I never learned how to ride a bike or swim properly, but I rode a camel in Wyoming once.
I’ve hated the same vegetables my entire life: Brussels sprouts, carrots, black eyed peas, and spinach. Ugh.
In elementary school, I was the most obnoxious student ever. I only realize this in hindsight, of course. But seriously, if I were a kid now I would have kicked my own ass.
Grey - 2 facts about my favorite things
I identify with my favorite animal, the giraffe, because they’re really tall and very gentle for their size. I tend to like things that remind me of myself in some way, shape, or form.
I still have the VHS copies of my favorite movies growing up: The Sandlot and Angels in the Outfield.
Purple: 10 facts about my room. Blue: 9 facts about my family. Green: 8 facts about my body. Yellow: 7 facts about my childhood. Orange: 6 facts about my home town. Red: 5 facts about my bestfriend(s). Pink: 4 facts about my parents. White: 3 facts about my personality. Grey: 2 facts about my favorite things. Black: 1 fact about the person I like.
I’m about to go take a shower (sorry for that image), but you all should leave me something to occupy my time when I get out.
And just like that, a two-page article has further enlightened me to why so many events that have occurred during the past two years played out the way they did. Not an article I needed to see today, and certainly not one that is easy to read, but it’s worth it.