8 Things

Nate tagged me on his post a while ago, I just got too busy and forgot. I’m not much for these, but here goes.

The Rules:
1. I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.
2. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules. (**if you’re a non-blogger, you can email them!)
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

1. I fly helicopters for the Army. Not a big surprise if you’ve read the blog or the “about” page, but of all the things I’ve ever wanted to do in my life, flying helicopters is a Middle School boy’s dream come true. Taking the good and the bad together, I am content.

2. The only thing I ever knew with a certainty was that I would be married and have children. Good thing my wife was so accommodating, huh? I don’t know if it was how I was raised, but it just was never a question in my mind.

3. I love reading. I’ve loved reading since I was a young boy. I love those authors who can tell stories without really trying. I’m not tied to a genre, but the westerns of Louis L’Amour and Zane Grey are among my favorites. They describe my favorite part of the country, the wilderness areas of the western states. A place where a man can actually feel alone without people all around him.

4. I’m not sure if it is a very mild form of dyslexia, but I’ll almost invariably invert the middle two numbers of the last four of a phone number if I don’t write it down right away. Oddly enough, once I’ve written it down, I don’t usually get it wrong anymore.

5. You couldn’t tell by looking at me, but I played soccer growing up. I played on a Base team when I was stationed in Honduras. We played in two tournaments and actually held our own against some of the local company teams and went to a shootout against the regional semi-pro team.

6. Growing up playing soccer, I never recall being yellow-carded, but playing against the Hondurans, I was yellow-carded twice in one of the tournaments. Both were on defensive plays where I beat the opposing player to the ball. In one case, I slid between a players legs. Not sure why I received a card, as the other player was nearly untouched. Another time, the player attempted to land on me as I beat him to the ball. I pushed him past me so that he would not land on my head. According to my teammates on the sidelines, it appeared as if I had reached up and grabbed the other player and slammed him to the ground behind me. Eh, perception, I guess.

7. I drove in a demolition derby once. It was my wife’s uncle’s car, and he only let me drive it after it was on its last leg (and I think, once he knew he wasn’t going to get any prize money). I don’t think I lasted half the round, but it was still a blast.

8. Nearly ever Sunday when I’m home, my oldest son and I go to breakfast at Cracker Barrel. When I talk to him on the phone, its about one of the only things he’s talked about for when I get home.

Tag: Rick, Jim, Mary (and mcdave), MMM, Mickey and pretty much anyone who stumbles across this, “You’re it!” Zoe, you’re excused, since I know Nate already tagged you.

Posted by: HarryTick™ on 26. September 2007, 20:20 |