Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Tag

Lorraine tagged me, and now I'm It, which means it's time to share some things about myself which you may not know...

  • Today was day 2 of The new job. All is going well--much learning on the fly and multi-tasking, which I enjoy. Makes the day go by quickly.

    On the subway home this evening, I thought about all the jobs I've had in my life.

    Sixteen.

    16 different jobs since the age of 14, which is when I began waitressing at a local greasy spoon. Someday I'll blog about the things I learned over the course of these 16 jobs. There is enough to write a book. And the people I've worked with...well, they are stories in and of themselves.

  • I'm a music lover, but I'm somewhat, well, promiscuous about it all. Insightful lyrics? Why sure, I'll listen to that. Got a good beat and you can dance to it? Bring it on. Soaring melody? Tight harmony? All good. I even enjoy listening to our neighbor practice her arias at all hours of the day.

    The state of my iPod testifies to the breadth of my music loves. Sara Groves is next to Black-eyed Peas is next to Derek Webb is next to Norah Jones is next to Johnny Cash is next to Gwen Stefani is next to Iron and Wine...

  • I saw a woman wiping her chiuaua's rear end today, and not five minutes later I saw a woman taking her rabbit for a walk. Enough said about that one, I think.

  • I sample words like some people taste wine. A specific word strikes me, and I roll that word around in my mouth for a while, feeling the weight of the word, the body of it. Is it a tight word, that conveys its meaning succinctly, or is it laid back, stretching out and taking its time in telling you? Is it fizzy? Is it smooth? Does it leave an aftertaste? What other words does it complement? I take note and file the word away in the cellar, waiting for the perfect time and place to uncork it.

  • I played clarinet in high school marching band (go ahead, I'll wait for a moment while you make your jokes. But save a few, because what I'm about to write may give you cause for more). I was always a bit annoyed that clarinets were in the marching band, because everybody knows that the brass and the drums are the stars of that show. Clarinets get lost in the crowd, and you often can't even hear them in the midst of it all. In my junior year I got up the gumption to say as much to our band director. "You want to be heard?" he asked. "I'll give you something to be heard." And he proceeded to saddle me with the bass drum. Not the baby bass drum, either. I'm talking one of the big bass drums that weigh a good stone or two. I had crazy fun playing that thing.
So that's it for being It. I tag Ava.

9 comments:

Laura said...

You think that the clarinets are not heard...try the flute....which is why I ditched mine and went for the flags. In your same band. By the way, you rocked that bass drum. I remember.

Braaaaaaaad said...

Does anyone really care about or pay attention to the marching band except "band parents?" Hmmmm.....

chelle said...

D, why don't I remember your big bass drum debut? Oh, right I was too self involved ;)

Bo-oo-oo--Rics!

Dana said...

I did indeed rock it.

diane said...

today. as we speak. Chris Tomlin, Norah Jones, Derek Webb and an 80s Collection are in my CD player. for serious.

this must be why we met here.

oh. and laura. and julie.

gina said...

I love what you wrote about how you love words. I've never seen my overt affection for words expressed so well! Excellent!

My best friend in high school played the clarinet. I would never laugh. I was so envious of her talent, as I am devoid of musical talent myself.

I do, however, share your musical tastes. My MP3 player has everything from hip-hop to Norah Jones to Frank Sinatra.

And by the way...hi. FOL (Friend of Lorraine's) here. :)

Dana said...

Diane and Gina,
there are a few places in the city that host iPod nights, where anyone can be the DJ for a while, playing songs off their own personal iPod. They wouldn't know what to do with us...

Ruth R said...

You like words Dana, so here is my latest favorite. "Nugatory" It means "of no consequence; worthless". Now I need to find a place to use it.
Ruth R

Lorraine said...

Good job, Dana. Loved the bit about words like wine...