I wouldn’t say precisely that I am on the hunt for new blog followers. I like the ones I have just fine. We are familiar with each other. We are loyal. We enjoy each others company
BUT
I do have a new book (ASHES,ASHES) coming out next year (JUNE 1 2011 Y’all!) and so I thought I could try to entice new people to the blog.
OR
It might just be that I have certain things weighing on my conscience and I feel the urge to admit them.
So I thought what I would do is this:
For every follower who signs up on the blog between now and October 11 2010 (Canadian Thanksgiving) I will tell you something embarrassing or silly from my past.
Up to 50.
Even I haven’t done more than 50 stupid things in my life (I think).
SO
to get things started…
HELLO Juanita (*waves*)
I think you are my newest follower.
This is for you.
Admission #1
I had a huge crush on my 9th grade English teacher who sported a natty mustache and a full luxurious head of perfectly greying hair, and I used to try to telepathically seduce him during class. It didn’t work.
(Additional admissions will be posted in the comments section below).
Waiting for an embarrassing admission. This is my kind of promotion! 🙂
Hello, Jo! Here I thought I was following your blog already but wasn't. Where do I unpack my suitcase?
I went to Catholic School so you can imagine that everything we kids did was embarrassing to Sister St. Cornelia.
Hi Johanna and Marisa,
thanks for following!!!!
Admission #2- when I was 16 I spiked my hair, attached a faux nose ring to my nostril, affected an East End British accent and tried to spare change from American tourists at London's Victoria station.
Admission #3- I am capable of eating a two pound bag of red licorice vines in one sitting.
Hi Megan!
Admission #4- I broke my foot in two places whilst moshing in my bedroom to Iron Maiden's Killers album.
Hello Laurie!
Hmmm.
Admission #5- I make big batches of chocolate chip raspberry rugelach (a yummy kind of cookie), and freeze it so I won't pig out, and then end up eating it straight out of the freezer.
I am guilty of doing this with chocolate chip cookies as well and in fact prefer them frozen.
Hi Mari,
thanks for following!
Admission #6- when I worked for a very hip San Francisco music distributor in the 80's, I used to check in humongous shipments from the United Kingdom. I would do this on the floor where there was plenty of room. I guess I was invisible or something because when Morrissey came to visit he stepped on my hand and didn't move until I asked him to politely. The Smiths were probably our biggest selling band back then and I didn't want to offend him.
Hello Louise!
Admission #7- how about about another celebrity one? When I met David Bowie I realized afterward that I had not drawn breath the entire 3 minutes I spoke to him, nor did I let him get a single word in edgewise.
However unlike my sister I did not have to vomit into a tiny beaded evening bag (as ladies do) when I saw him in concert.
Hello Alicia! And welcome.
Admission#8: Not only did I pierce my own ears a total of 12 times but I also once (under the influence of a lot of rum) pierced a friend's nose with a darning needle and a cigarette butt for a backing.
How drunk do you think she was?
Hi Danya! I believe you squeezed in under the wire!
Admission #9: I quite enjoy Jackie Collins's oeuvre.
and one more to reach a nice round 10:
I got kicked out of a weekly poker playing club for excessive bad language.