Ten things, at last
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smofbabe for the trigger. After two weeks of not being able to think of more than one, it proved surprisingly difficult
The following are things I've done that I expect few, if any, of my LJ readers have also done:
1) Was fannishly adopted at age 34 by a man 25 years my senior...to be his mother. Three days after he met me in person, no less.
2) Been kissed by Timothy Leary.
3) Had Walt Willis fall asleep on my sofa.
4) Missed being killed by the 1959 earthquake at Yellowstone because my dad couldn't get the vacation time he wanted.
5) Made over $200 selling poems and articles that were published in my hometown newspaper before I graduated from high school. This was in the early 1970s; in today's dollars, it'd round to $1,000. If newspapers still published poetry, that is.
6) Sold guns and boat paint to United States Marines as part of my job at the PX garden shop.
7) Was told by James White that a greeting card I sent him inspired a short story ("The Un-Birthday Boy," which became a Hugo nominee) and that my work as a writer for the foodservice industry inspired a Sector General novel (The Galactic Gourmet).
8) Commissioned a sculpture in honor of a book that knocked my socks off. Waited until the unveiling party to tell the writer.
9) Received a surprise private concert in my living room by Dave Van Ronk in "payment" for design work done for a friend. (Better yet, the friend got me out of the house to set up the surprise by sending a stretch limo to take my sweetie and me to dinner at the city's oldest good steak house. I thought that was the surprise.)
10) Hosted more than 160 parties of various sizes, lengths, and flavors in my home over the last 21 years. Welcomed well over 500 different guests, though fortunately not at the same time as we wouldn't have all fit!
The next party is the weekend of May 14, 2005; hope you can make it.
smofbabe for the trigger. After two weeks of not being able to think of more than one, it proved surprisingly difficult The following are things I've done that I expect few, if any, of my LJ readers have also done:
1) Was fannishly adopted at age 34 by a man 25 years my senior...to be his mother. Three days after he met me in person, no less.
2) Been kissed by Timothy Leary.
3) Had Walt Willis fall asleep on my sofa.
4) Missed being killed by the 1959 earthquake at Yellowstone because my dad couldn't get the vacation time he wanted.
5) Made over $200 selling poems and articles that were published in my hometown newspaper before I graduated from high school. This was in the early 1970s; in today's dollars, it'd round to $1,000. If newspapers still published poetry, that is.
6) Sold guns and boat paint to United States Marines as part of my job at the PX garden shop.
7) Was told by James White that a greeting card I sent him inspired a short story ("The Un-Birthday Boy," which became a Hugo nominee) and that my work as a writer for the foodservice industry inspired a Sector General novel (The Galactic Gourmet).
8) Commissioned a sculpture in honor of a book that knocked my socks off. Waited until the unveiling party to tell the writer.
9) Received a surprise private concert in my living room by Dave Van Ronk in "payment" for design work done for a friend. (Better yet, the friend got me out of the house to set up the surprise by sending a stretch limo to take my sweetie and me to dinner at the city's oldest good steak house. I thought that was the surprise.)
10) Hosted more than 160 parties of various sizes, lengths, and flavors in my home over the last 21 years. Welcomed well over 500 different guests, though fortunately not at the same time as we wouldn't have all fit!
The next party is the weekend of May 14, 2005; hope you can make it.
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Date: 2008-01-16 03:37 pm (UTC)I gave Bob Tucker crash space at a Corflu and he repaid me with his copy of Fancyclopedia. Later he took me to dinner at a Westercon, which is how I learned Tucker didn't believe in conversation at dinner, as it interfered with the good eatin'. My, that wasn't awkward at all.