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Kennifer, 26, B.A. in Anthropology with an emphasis in archaeology.

I'm an academic junkie. Some of the stuff I like are antique maps, Richard Feynman and Carl Sagan, graphic novel and comic book culture, and reading American historical nonfiction (especially about Lewis & Clark, the Civil War and early western pioneering life). Someday I'd like to have a motorcycle built from the ground up.

I'm an INTJ. Starcraft, beer, and whiskey take up a significant amount of my "free time" other than reading and dicking around on the internet. And cooking, I guess. I'm a big fan of Ina Garten.

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Posts tagged Childhood

Is There a Santa Claus?

“Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole truth and knowledge.” 

Some funny childhood memories.

- I always wanted to own a video rental store. It would have been better if I had fantasized about Netflix before someone else did. After the video rental store dream ran its course, I became fixated on the idea of owning a comic book store. An idea I admittedly return to now and then.

- I was obsessed with horses from the age of six to about the age of eleven. I didn’t just ask for a pony on holidays and my birthday; I asked for a pony on a weekly basis.

- I used to envision myself as a real witch living during the Middle Ages. This was before I found out the truth of what it was like to be accused of being a witch during the Middle Ages.

- I rode an elephant when I was young at the zoo. I was miserable the entire time because I thought I was too heavy for the elephant and was afraid of hurting its back.

- When I used to play at piano competitions and recitals I would get so nervous I’d calm myself down by imagining myself sitting underwater (in my fantasy I was able to breathe in water). While I was sitting underwater a beautiful piano would suddenly appear and I’d play for an audience, but the audience was composed of ocean creatures and not people. When I finished playing in real life, I would take a bow, and then imagine the judges with fish, dolphin and whale heads.