Stop, collaborate and listen.

I will fill everyone in on the move, of which there is plenty to inform.
But first I have business to take care of on ye olde blog.
My brother Jeff over at IambetterthanU.com tagged me. This means I have to tell five things about myself that most people do not know. Which will be hard. Cause I kinda share the intimate details of my life with everyone. Hence... blog. Anywho, here goes:

1. I was scared of the dark until like sixth grade... maybe even longer. I lost track honestly. It all stems from seeing the movie Poltergeist at age five. Life long trauma people. I just now am capable of watching the crappy sequels without breaking out into flashbacks. Still haven't seen the original all the way through since that first time.

2. I cannot straighten my right arm out all the way. I also cannot touch my right shoulder with my right arm. I broke my elbow in seventh grade in a tragic family tackle football game. My favorite cousin tackled me while I was reaching out with the ball to cross the "goalline" Since Brian was much older and heavier than I and since his entire body landed on my elbow, something had to give. In the process of breaking, a piece of cartlidge slid into the joint of my elbow. Every time I tried to straighten or flex my right arm, the piece of cartlidge would pop up like a door stop, preventing my progress. I had surgery to remove the cartlidge. Now scar tissue is mainly what prevents my full range of motion. Over time it's gotten better but it's still not 100%.

3. I was once quite the accomplished singer. And by accomplished I mean adults would praise Child Head for his pretty voice. My elementary school choir teacher picked me to sing a solo in the Xmas pageant/play/revue. Granted I came down with a brutal case of stage fright and ran away crying. But I got back on the horse and sang. I sang cute little boy solos in almost every elementary school choir performance the school had. Then my voice changed and I just have an average man's singing voice. I mean, I think I sing in tune better than most people. But I'm not going to be trying out for American Idol anytime soon.

4. I was stalked and had my life threatened by a convicted child molester when I was in fourth through fifth grade. The creep started by sending letters to my school to me. The school/teacher was really stupid and gave me the letters without looking at them. They were pretty graphic descriptions of what he wanted to do to me. I was little and didn't really get it thank god. I just knew it was weird. Long story, slightly less long: He kept sending letters, the police got involved, I couldn't go anywhere without an adult with me and I do mean anywhere for about two years. He threatened to kill me (didn't find that out until I was much older). I am always grateful to the post workers who caught him. He was arrested and put on trial for molesting his two nephews and threatening harassing me. I think by this time he's out of jail. If for some reason I ever ran into him in person, I'm fairly certain the amount of rage and violence I would be capable of is close to endless. Thankfully I don't think it scarred me too bad. I don't think about it very often.

5. I've totaled two cars. The first was my little Honda Civic, which I slammed into a parked car. Yeah. A Parked Car. The second was my parent's Ford Aerostar. I was making a left. I checked. I was clear. Then a speeding driver swooped around and smashed into the front bumper of the van. The Fleetwood Mac song, The Chain, was playing at the time. I haven't had an accident since then. I kinda drive like a granny now. Or at least not like a reckless bat out of hell, which is how I drove as a teenager.

Ok who to tag now:
Alice
Rachel
Amanda
Allie (though I don't even know if she reads this blog or keeps up her own blog anymore)
and............
Wynn since Matt Waite passed on tagging him last time.

Posts on the move will be forthcoming. Feel free to harass me if I don't follow through on that.