a bit of randomness
Since I enjoy reading other responses to memes, I suppose it’s only fair to participate occasionally.
1. Just for fun, I took the Foreign Services written exam while I was living in California. I didn’t pass. Let’s just say that I did not do well on the part where you had to demonstrate knowledge of U.S. government and history. Isn’t that sad? I went directly to Borders and bought a book on U.S. history. Well, I sold it to Powell’s earlier this year – still unread.
2. I can recite pi to the 55th decimal place. We could memorize it for extra credit in 12th grade Calculus. I’ve forgotten the rest (I memorized more) but those 55 digits are firmly wedged in my long-term memory.
3. Atlas is not named after a book of maps or the body builder. He is named after one of my favorite books, Atlas Shrugged, and after Atlas, the man who held up the sky. The problem with the latter is that I didn’t remember the myth correctly. I thought that Atlas was holding the world on his shoulders. I forgot that he was holding up the sky, and that he was doing so as a punishment – because he angered the gods by trying to be like them. That wasn’t exactly the name association I was looking for. Oh well ..
4. I love talking to people and hearing their stories. Once, I was on a late-night train to Heathrow; I was going to spend the night there because I had an early flight out the next morning. The train was empty except for one other person so we started talking. The guy lived in the States for a number of years, but was kicked out after multiple arrests and time in prison – mostly for robbery, I think. He wanted me to petition the immigration department once I was home so they would let him back in the country.
5. I had the animal communicator ask Atlas what his favorite things to do were. He told her that sometimes I read to him and that he likes it. I do. I like to read, and I like Atlas to feel like he’s included in things. So, if I’m reading a book about dogs and there’s a passage that reminds me of him, I’ll read it to him. Otherwise, I’ll take a break from my reading occasionally to tell him a story – about a girl and her dog and their fun adventures together.
6. Ever since my first visit to Italy, I have wanted to learn Italian. It’s such a beautiful, expressive, melodic language. I was going to learn Spanish instead because it’s much more practical, but I started re-reading Eat, Pray, Love yesterday and really resonated with the author’s description of her desire to speak Italian and the conflict she felt because it wasn’t practical – until she finally said, “Why must everything have a practical application .. Is this lifetime supposed to be only about duty?” Exactly! So I am going to learn Italian!