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1. I once worked at City Hall in Chicago investigating voter fraud.
for two weeks during spring break in college, I worked at City Hall. I was given a box of voter registration cards and had to call all the people at home because they were suspected of voter fraud--it's Chicago, so they were most likely dead. Odd that no one was at home.

2. I once played a recorder duet with a member of the Chicago Chamber Orchestra--Christmas carols
I went to a Christmas party with my sister that was hosted by a CCO recorder player. We ran through all of the familiar carols while everyone else sang. Very fun.

3. I sing alto in the church choir.
Dive got it right. I used to sing in the choir, but I quit years ago. I like to sing for fun when no one is around, but I don't fancy singing in groups.

4. My right ear is pierced with three holes.
Yep, three on the right and two on the left.

5. I can't whistle.
Seems to be biologically impossible and has been a handicap on occasion when my summer community band performs numbers that call for group whistling.

Comments

dive said…
WOOHOO!
Thank you, Robyn. You've made me Mister Grinny.

I love the line "it's Chicago, so they were most likely dead."

And I'm still a bit shocked by all those piercings. You rebel!
dive said…
Hey, Robyn.
Lisa Loeb's wearing your glasses over on Old K's site (5th post down … he's been a busy boy today).
Sassy Sundry said…
No church choir for you. Church choirs don't take people with three holes in their ears. Heathen.

Hee hee.
Gina said…
Ok, fine. But I couldn't give the same answer, could I? ;)

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