1. I was a jazz enthusiast in junior high. I played the clarinet and I had a very modern Buddhist music teacher who would have me transpose Lester Young solos to clarinet. I was pretty good. In high school the music from the marching band was so awful I switched to the school orchestra. Apparently my guidance counselor wasn’t aware of the difference between the two, so I was the only woodwind in the orchestra. All the other kids played string instruments. Yep, it was kinda weird. The teacher was such a nut job-she was out sick for 4 months straight, and when she came back, it was just about playing a few measures and mostly talking about our teenage dilemmas.
2. I used to suck my thumb until I was 10 years old. Well, it wasn’t exactly only my thumb. It was my index finger and my thumb kind of twisted and pushed together. Anyway, I did this every day and night for so long that my right index finger is crooked.
3. Sometimes it takes me a moment to identify my right from left. I didn’t understand the difference as a child. Big A had this issue too. It’s part of what brings us together.
4. When I am very focused on something I bite on my tongue. It’s totally regressive, and I’m very embarrassed about it, but it’s one of those subconscious things that I don’t even know I’m doing.
5. I have an insane ability to remember phone numbers. I can remember the phone numbers of my friends growing up. If someone tells me their number, I can usually recall it shortly thereafter. I have no memory for names, movie directors, or shoe size. I will remember things like your favorite food, but then forget your birthday.
6. I am a pesto freak. I’ll make a batch, (the more garlickly the better), and put it on crackers, toast, or just eat it plain. Of course it goes on pasta, but I cannot get enough of the stuff.