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Shakespeare's Sister

You know, there's a distinct possibility that it was I who didn't know what she talking about. It certainly wouldn't be the first time.

To prove it, I will embarrass myself thoroughly by admitting that when asked as a child what I wanted to be when I grew up, I used to answer, "The world'th foremotht bat exthpert!"

(If you don't speak 7-year-old lisp, that's "the world's foremost bat expert," by the way.)

I never did become an expert on bats. Or, for that matter, a zthookeeper, which was my fallback occupation, which I likely surmised would have afforded me plenty of opportunity to become an amateur bat authority.

blue girl

Lance, it wasn't so much a tribute as much as a really easy deal. Neddie told me *exactly* what I had to do -- and now I own him! He's mine. MINE, I tell you! Wwwaaahahaha! Hey, I ain't no dummy. Oh....sorry Jeremy Flynn......

PZ Myers

Hang on there, I decided I wanted to be a scientist before I was in kindergarten. There was a brief flirtation with being a pilot or a doctor, but otherwise, I stuck with it. There is hope for your 11 year old.

(Um, well, given the state of funding and the number of available jobs out there, maybe the real hope is if he decides on something more stable and lucrative. But you know what I mean.)


"They're bouncy, flouncy, pouncy"

It is precisely because of this that our dog was renamed Tigger (she'd apparently been "Coco") within an hour of her arrival at our house. Twelve years later, she still bounces and pounces.

The tribute by Gandelman is beautiful, as is the one he linked to in an update.


I always knew I would do something with animals. Zookeeper - sure. Veterinarian - I almost finished vet school! Horse trainer - I did it for a while. Biologist - that's what happened in the end. But really, I almost ran away with the circus when I was 18 to become a world-famous trainer of elephants and liberty horses!

blue girl

Lance, Jeddie Ningo does not even know he's my slave forever yet. He is so dead.

mac macgillicuddy

"I had my own dummy and I used to practice for hours in front of the mirror."

Nice of you to mention your younger brother here -- but you should give him credit for all those hours of practice, too. He never complained (at least not in his own voice) when he got tired of sitting on your lap during those mirror sessions.

I think the most absurd (for me, that is) thing I ever wanted to be when I was a kid was an aerodynamic engineer. I was just guessing, but I figured that was probably what they called the people who designed airplanes and spaceships. In short, I wanted to be a rocket scientist.

Then I found out you had to be smart to be one of those.

However, through all the varying vocations to which I aspired, since I was eight, I wanted to be a writer and figured that no matter what other job I had, I would be a writer, too (even then, I had a sense that there was probably little to no pay in being a writer).

Anyway, turns out I am a writer now. People even pay me! Lots of them even tell me they like my stuff, and so they pay me pretty good amounts of money. I'm not boasting -- or proud -- more like amazed that someone not smart enough to be a rocket scientist could figure out how to make money as a writer.

Also just want to add that it's nice to see Violet Mannion on the blog. It's great to see the family getting into the act.

mac macgillicuddy

I forgot to say that this entry gives me the opportunity to post this:

harry near indy

lance, please please PLEASE don't use the word tigger.

it's a hate word used against those of a different species.

please, in the future, say tegro, if you must, for the asian feline.

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