Eccentricities
From 43 Folders, how to become an eccentric. Or: what were your efforts at being eccentric?
A few from my memory vault (these are all high school moments):
- Going by the name of “Gonzo” throughout early parts of high school.
- Going by the name of “the reverend” throughout the latter part.
- Having hair that looked like Slash from Guns ‘N Roses (I don’t think the band existed yet, but you get the picture)
- Ear piercings
- Pledging to drink cold wine every day like Hemingway
- Writing every day so that I could be the great novelist like Hemingway. Later that changed to being the great novelist like Hunter S. Thompson. Then that changed to being the great novelist like Henry Miller. Then I stopped giving a damn about literature and literary ambitions.
- Saying “holy amount of…” in response to what someone else said (i.e., a discussion on cars would result in “holy amount of engine trouble”; a discussion on a band might result in “holy amount of noise.”
- Saying “Ok. We could do the same thing but with gophers” in response to what someone said.
- The “group” I hung with was called “The Get Fresh Crew.”
- Smoking cigars.
Cold wine?
Comment by cbd — July 27, 2006 @ 10:57 am
Yeah. A Hemingway thing. A Farewell to Arms.
Comment by jrice — July 27, 2006 @ 11:28 am
Mine were:
- Wearing hats all the time (freshman in high school)
- Spelling Jenny with three n’s. (also freshman)
- Smoking Dunhills like HST (college)
- Telling people I listened to the soundtrack from “Les Mis” every day (high school)
Can you tell I was in the drama club?
Comment by jenny — July 27, 2006 @ 12:59 pm