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What You Don't Know Meme

Dive hasn't tagged me for this--in fact, he has specifically NOT tagged me, but I will play anyway.

Five Things You Don't Know About Me (Only Four Of Which are True) … and Which One's Not True?"

1. I once worked at City Hall in Chicago investigating voter fraud.

2. I once played a recorder duet with a member of the Chicago Chamber Orchestra--Christmas carols

3. I sing alto in the church choir.

4. My right ear is pierced with three holes.

5. I can't whistle.

There you go--I can't think of five people to tag who haven't already been tagged--oh, except Gina, Rich, and Lou. Oh, and there's Lizard who doesn't have a site of her own but can borrow my comment box if she wants. Same with sister #1.

Comments

dive said…
Boy, that's a toughie, Robyn …

Let's see now …

1. Hmm … Yes. I can see you doing that.

2. I think this one came up in some comments a while back, but my pesky broadband isn't good enough at home to check back through them all, so I'll guess that it's true.

3. Hmm. I know that you did once sing in the choir, Robyn, but do you still?

4. I remember being quite shocked (in my old-fashioned way) that you have several additional earholes, so I'll guess that this one is true.

5. Well, you can do everything else, so I suppose not being able to whistle would be compensatory justice for your myriad other talents.

Soooo …
I'll guess number three. You used to sing in choir but you don't any more.

Though I'm probably wrong.
12:09 PM
Scout said…
Hmm. Let's see if anyone else makes a guess, then I'll tell you if you're right or wrong.
1:34 PM
Gina said…
I'm going to guess number one is not true. Although I am most likely wrong. :)
3:19 PM
Old Knudsen said…
thankgod, I wasn't tagged, I did this at christmas, I have too many secrets that you all haven't got clearance for.
4:04 PM
dive said…
After today's post? You've got SECRETS??
4:43 PM
Anonymous said…
I don't know, but I'm pretty sure you've never had anything to do with voter fraud. Although it does sound like something you might enjoy!
9:42 PM
Anonymous said…
Oh, and since I've been tagged. . .

This is hard because you've known me my whole life.

1. The only two voice parts I don't sing in choir are baritone and bass.

2. My first pet was a chicken named Domino.

3. I own 32 pairs of shoes.

4. My favorite book of all time is Atlas Shrugged.

5. I love the Bad Girls Club on the Oxygen network.
9:55 PM
dive said…
I'll guess number 1, Lizabeth, as I used to sing tenor and girls who sing tenor unnerve me.
3:37 AM
Scout said…
Lizabeth, I would guess #1 is false too. I seem to remember a chicken, I can imagine the shoes, and I wouldn't be surprised by 4 or 5. hee hee
8:35 AM
Anonymous said…
Dive, it's funny that you say tenor-singing girls unnerve you. The tenors always get really peeved when our choir director asks me and the other altos to help them out now and again. The sopranos get mad too when the director adds me to the soprano line, but they don't squirm the same way the tenors do. They only pout. Just jealous, I like to tell myself.
So: I've got all the shoes; my pet, Domino, was a domino chicken; the Bad Girls Club has me in some sort of TV viewing headlock; but I like to think that I've yet to find my favorite book of all time. Both Atlas Shrugged and The Fountainhead are certainly high on the list, but I'm still searching for the favorite.
2:14 PM
dive said…
Rats!
4:40 PM
Scout said…
Lizaabeth, I could see you as a big Ann Rand fan, as is your cousin, daughter #1. I am clueless when it comes to choirs--so you got me there. I haven't quite matched you on the shoes, but that's only because I cleaned out my closet over the summer.
7:46 PM
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