I actually have several post ideas today. That's a new one! Looks like I'll be scheduling some for next week (woot!), but in the meantime, here are a few snippets that have passed through my noggin this week that I couldn't shape an entire post around but needed to have a little moment.
- Whenever I tell people I took archery class in college they laugh at me or don't believe me. Here's the deal: I LOVED archery. I couldn't wait until I could fit into my schedule. I had dreams of being a bowmaster. Unfortunately archery didn't love me back. I was in the remedial bow & arrows group along with the kid who thought Star Wars was real (I swear he'll name his first son - you know, if he makes it that far along in the relationship process - C3PO) and the girl who had never met physical activity and therefore possessed not a single ounce of upper body strength. Regardless, I still long to be a bow hunter when I grow up.
- While The Mummy made me squirm out of my seat and spend an hour and a half in a movie theatre restroom hiding out, I believe that Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom is one of the most horrifying movies of all time. Ironically, I've watched it several times, and I enjoy the other Indiana Jones movies (clearly I'm not referring to the more current versions, because... come on), but I spent years having nightmares about organs being ripped out of my body as I became a burnt sacrifice... you know... pleasant. I mistakenly caught a snippet of it this week thinking I was watching the Last Crusade. I wasn't. Cue recurring nightmares.
- I played the keyboard in my middle school band. Yeah, I was that cool. I'm not exactly musically (or rhythmically... and as a point of interest, rhythmically is a very difficult word to spell) inclined, but a small sampling of piano lessons made me musically literate. I loved our band teacher, and he took pity on me and made me the band's keyboard player. Basically I just played the same whole note over and over for each and every song. I was a beast. And now I know you're ridiculously jealous.