Eight Random Facts

Having been tagged by Aquila ka Hecate, whom I adore, I hereby list eight random facts about myself:

1. I crave caviar. Once, in my entire 51 years, I got enough caviar to satisfy myself. My borg opened a new office in LA and I got flown out for the party. There was a seafood station and a buddy from the borg came and dragged me over there as cover so he could eat crab legs all night long. I ate so much caviar that the nice man in the waiter's jacket went back twice for refills. My brilliant D-i-L shares this appetite w/ me, as we established at brunch on New Year's day 2001. If they ever give sufficient warning that the world is going to end, I'll spend my final hours eating caviar, drinking frozen Stoli, and reading the world's great poems. I'm going to start w/ Rumi.

2. I love to swim. My sun is in Pisces, so this isn't too surprising.

3. I own almost 200 Hermes scarves and am, likely, one of the world's 100 best-educated experts on Hermes scarves.

4. My cat is a Chartreux, a French breed of excellent mousers. She's nine years old and is my dearest love. When my ankle was broken, she perched on top of the break and purred me back into life. She will only let you see her if she likes your aura.

5. I'm a huge fan of Leonard Cohen, Wynton Marsallis, bagpipes played in dappled sun and shade. and Joan Baez. I am a ballet-o-phil. I am fed by both the black swan portion of Swan Lake and by George Harrison-based ballets. In the life that I was supposed to live this time around, I went from concert to ballet to salon. I'm going to find out who is to blame for the mix-up and I am going to hurt them.

6. My as-yet-unrealized ambitions are to learn to fence and to play the harp. My heart splits its time between the marble monuments of Washington, D.C. and the mountains of Berkley, West Virginia.

7. The books in my house are orgainzed thus: Poetry in the kitchen, by author; fiction in the living-room bookshelves by author, including the porn; non-fiction in the ritual room by Library of Congress numbers, with Wiccan books in a separate shelf, organized by Library of Congress numbers. I loan books willingly, but I do remember. Many of the happiest moments of my life have been spent reading. If I were forced to choose, I'd take Madeline L'Engle to the desert island, but I'd try to sneak in some Rumi.

8. The residual heirs in my will are Derrick Jensen, NOW, and Greenpeace. The poems designated in my will are "When Death Comes" and "Little Summer Poem" by Mary Oliver and "Charge of the Goddess" by Doreen Valiente. The songs are "Rise Up" by Shawna Carroll and "I Am a Patriot" by Jackson Browne. After that, I expect a mad party to ensue.

I tag Thorn, Angela, Reya, Katrina, Molly, watertiger, innana, Necropolis Now, Deborah Oak, and Anne Johnson.