Doggedly searching for the crux of the biscuit.
DFL over at The Stinging Nettle tagged me with one o' them web thingies wherein you list five weird things about yourself. Conveniently timed, too, since I've been too busy to do any real blogging. Narrowing the list to five was, as you might imagine, a bit of a challenge, but here goes.
1. I have never owned a cell phone, and fully intend to be buried never having owned one. I don't like talking on the phone in general, and knowing that I could be reached any time, any place gives me the creeping jibblies.
2. I was in a coed literary fraternity at UNC. So was my first wife. And my current wife. And her ex-husband. And his current wife. Yes, all at the same time and yes, I know we should all probably get out more.
3. In the late '80s, I looked like this and still managed to get laid. I know. It doesn't make any sense to me either.
4. I like both burgers and pork chops rare, which seems to freak some folks right on out. But I figure my people evolved alongside the common livestock parasites and, frankly, they don't scare me. Might even be a symbiotic relationship at this point. All I know is it tastes better that way. Mmmm, bloody meat.
5. I average about four to five hours of sleep a night. This has been the case for about twenty years now. You might think I'd get more done than those eight to nine hour people, but you'd be mistaken.
I guess I'm supposed to pass this on to other people, but I'm feeling lazy about that. Worn out from lack of sleep and intestinal worms, probably. You know whether these things interest you, so consider yourself tagged if it tickles your fancy.
TrackBackThat photo is awesome. Best. Mullet. Evar.
Your fraternity/wife story reads like one of those riddles where it turns out at the end you're all the same person.
Posted by: Gaijin Biker at August 3, 2006 08:19 PMA "coed literary fraternity"? That's just so chock full of dorky goodness. Too bad there wasn't a chapter at my alma mater (I don't think).
Posted by: M/tch M/lls at August 3, 2006 09:05 PMIf it's coed, it's not a fraternity. (Same if it's literary, actually.)
Posted by: Gaijin Biker at August 3, 2006 09:46 PMWell yeah, but UNC Drunk Reading Club just doesn't quite have the same ring to it.
Posted by: M/tch M/lls at August 3, 2006 11:10 PMFalse and false, GB. The fraternity dates back to before the Civil War, began admitting women in the 70s (not all of the chapters do, btw), the members live in the house, etc.
Posted by: apostropher at August 4, 2006 12:19 AMThat photo is awesome. Best. Mullet. Evar.
Two additional views of its full glory here, one of which includes that rarest of photographic feats, a shot of a young Froz Gobo in the wild.
Posted by: apostropher at August 4, 2006 12:24 AMFraternity = brotherhood = no girls.
Whatcha got there is some kind of siblingity.
Posted by: Gaijin Biker at August 4, 2006 12:34 AMThat hairstyle definitely goes better with a T-shirt than with a necktie.
Posted by: Gaijin Biker at August 4, 2006 12:37 AMFraternity = brotherhood = no girls.
"Maybe in order to understand mankind, we have to look at the word itself: 'Mankind'. Basically, it's made up of two separate words - 'mank' and 'ind'. What do these words mean? It's a mystery, and that's why so is mankind."
better with a T-shirt than with a necktie
The tie-and-mullet combo is a relatively unexplored fashion statement.
Posted by: apostropher at August 4, 2006 12:53 AMAmbition is like a frog sitting on a Venus Flytrap. The flytrap can bite and bite, but it won't bother the frog because it only has little tiny plant teeth. But some other stuff could happen and it could be like ambition.
Posted by: Gaijin Biker at August 4, 2006 02:09 AM'Postropher -- are you familiar with Bill Griffith's riff on the mullet as a coonskin-cap substitute?
Posted by: Clownæsthesiologist at August 4, 2006 08:01 AMOh -- well there's a funny couple of pages in "Are We Having Fun Yet" (IIRC) which consist of Zippy and/or Griffy laying out the evolution of the coonskin-cap into the mullet.
Posted by: Clownæsthesiologist at August 4, 2006 09:41 AMCoed fraternity = euphemism for "college swing and orgy club."
Right? I mean, with that hair...
Posted by: DrFrankLives at August 4, 2006 09:59 AMre: members and marriage
It's kind of like an "I'm my own grandpa" situation sometimes...
This one looks like you're making your oh face.
I think this one clearly shows that it's not just a mullet, it's an afromullet, the hairstyle of true apostropharians.
Posted by: M/tch M/lls at August 4, 2006 02:07 PMThat is a truly awe-inspiring mullet.
I also wholeheartedly applaud your decision to die without ever having owned a cellphone.
Posted by: dagger aleph at August 4, 2006 03:57 PMHowever if it comes down to a choice between the two, go with the cellphone.
Posted by: Clownæsthesiologist at August 4, 2006 04:09 PMI'm almost positive that "creeping jibblies" is the 1 month preceding actual full-blown testical drop. Therefore I'm thinking apostropher jr. jr. is more likely to have the creeping jibblies when you think of cell phones.
Check the Feb '87 edition of JAMA for further symptoms and treatments.
Posted by: Mr. Sticky at August 5, 2006 05:42 PMBTW, it is the Best. Mullet. Evar. But try being related to it; that bad boy cast a long shadow, so to speak.
Posted by: Mr. Sticky at August 5, 2006 05:44 PM
