Thursday, June 28, 2007

Reveal 8 Things About Yourself . . .

Ok. I’m psyched that PWADJ thought to include me in her "you've been tagged" game because I haven’t let the ink flow for so long. And yet, this is the last thing I have time for (ESPEICIALLY AT THIS MOMENT!!) And therefore, it’s probably the perfect time. By the way, did you know that a pen is a hollow tube which operates like a straw and allows your soul to leak out on the paper?


1. When I was ten, I stole a twenty dollar bill off of my dad’s bureau. When I got questioned about it, I blamed it on our maid. I’m still burdened by guilt to this day. Fortunately, she wasn’t fired.

2. When I was in nursery school, me and some other five year old boy used to touch tongues whenever we stood in line out in the hall. I don’t remember why we did it, but I remember how thrilling it was. Sometimes it worries me that I still remember doing that.

3. Believe it or not, I know things about people (things they’ve done, things that have happened to them and what they’re thinking) that are impossible to explain. My explanation is that the information came to me through the Universe and that’s what happens when you’re plugged in. Example. I told a woman I didn’t really know very well that when she was twelve, her mother tried to drown her in a bath tub, when she lived in Pennsylvania. All I’ll say is that I’ll never ever assume again that it’s ok to share that kind of information with someone. She lost her freaking mind that I knew that about her and didn't accept my explanation.

4. I want to buy a pair of clogs really bad.

5. I’m a terrible person when I drink too much sometimes.

6. I drink too much sometimes.

7. I wanted to be an astronaut and a professional guitar player when I was a kid. My dad said, find something else to do because jews don’t do either of those things. So to show him, I became a damn good guitar player and earned money playing while in school. I never became an astronaut, but I did a lot of drugs and still made it into outer-space on several occasions. I swear to god I know what it’s like to go up there.

8. I’ve discovered the “real” me in the last couple of years and have been practicing very hard at being that person all of the time. I love that person a lot. And I’m not quite sure who the hell I was before I became him.


Kae-Lyne said...

I was wondering if you still inhabit our gorgeous planet. Good to know you are still around. Love your analogy about the pen-tube, soul-leak. Take care and all the best.
Much love - Ka

Dennis said...

Hey Kae! How are you my friend? Hope all is well. Things haven't settled down here yet, which is why there's been so little of me around. I can't wait until I can start writing again. I'm really to the point where I just need to for sanity's sake. Be well and we'll talk soon.

poet with a day job said...

I am cracking up so hard about your clogs, and I keep thinking #2 + #4 = ?????

Thanks for playing!!!! nice to see you back!

Rethabile said...

You did what?

Nice and revealing, like it's supposed to be. I do hope you're doing well, and that you'll pick up your blogging rhythm to complete "the comeback"
Cheers mate.

Dennis said...

Rethabile - Thanks for writing! I know the tongue thing sounds shocking but its my understanding that lots of little kids (5 and under) do shit like that. I think they call it sex-play or something like that. I knew that posting that might raise some eyebrows!

Definitely straight here. Just too honest.


Dennis said...

M - I knew you'd think that!!!! And its good to "hear" you laugh. Even if it's only in my head. Actually, I was trying to imagine the horse-whinney thing you were describing but I just couldn't get it to click.

Thanks for stopping by and inviting me to come out and play.

Margeaux St.Croix said...

Lots of kids definitely do freakish sexual things with eachother that they don't understand. Once, my friend told me a story about him and his best friend when they were about five, they used to go to one of those daycares run by a woman at her house with about ten kids..(?) Anywho..there was a girl who went there, about three years of age (ew), who they would invite into a play tent with them and alternate asking her, "Lips or stomach?". She would then answer and they would kiss her on either lips or stomach. My friend was laughing hysterically while telling me this - I found it really disturbing. But I suppose you're right, it's a kid thing..hahaha