Gerry gave me this new Greg Allman CD for Valentines. Since I grew up in the low country of South Carolina and I grew up on the Allman Brothers it was a great gift to get. Run out and buy it tomorrow, don't wait one second! It is fantastic!!!!!
So here is my contribution to the Stylin award that's being handed out. If you are reading other blogs you know the deal, 7 things about myself that I have not shared before, though I was hard pressed to find anything since I seem hell bent on spilling my guts here on this blog! First off, the above photo was me at 19 years old when I met Gerry. I was a runway model in high school and when I got to RTC, a lot of the photographers asked me to model for them. I was very skinny and had great clothes since I had been modeling for pretty nice stores in Myrtle Beach. This was a photo a guy named Joel Laws took, wonder where that boy is now. I still have that turquoise ring and still wear it, I do not have those size three Calvin Kleins, nor do I have those inch long red finger nails. And I have a bit more hair now.
I had my picture taken a lot when I was a kid. Our neighbor was the photographer for the local paper, I was in a lot of activities and whenever she covered something, if I was there she took my picture. Here I am selling Girl Scout cookies. I was the top seller one year in my troop. I stayed in scouting until high school and the humiliation of wearing that uniform to school finally took it's toll and I quit. I have badges on my sash all the way up the back. Some of the best days of my life! I still have my uniforms.
Here's one nobody else will have: Gerry's cousin took a cup of water that Elvis Presley drank from off of the stage one night at a concert and he goes around with the Elvis Cup Tour (I shit you not). He keeps it in a freezer and he has this CD of music he has made to go along with the tour of the cup. We have a t shirt and a CD, lucky lucky us! This is a postcard he sent us from the tour.
Still with me? I love Richard Petty, and once when Gerry was covering a NASCAR race at the Charlotte Motor Speedway, I walked around until I found Richard not too busy and had someone take my picture with him. I can't find that pic just yet, but here is one I took just before down in the pit area.
This was my high school graduation present from my dad. One BAD ASS car. It's a Volkswagon Scirroco, five speed and I frequently ran it at 120 miles per hour on the highway. My nickname after I got this was Speed Racer. I loved this car, my dad bought me another one when I graduated from college and he drove this one. That was back in the day when you could actually pay cash for a car if you saved your money. He finally sold it to a guy that totaled it. he was probably doing 120 also!
and so I'll wrap it up with a shot of my crazy parrot Sam. This was a college bird and he was high a good bit of the time, people seemed to find it interesting to blow pot smoke in his face and he didn't seem to mind too much. Sometimes he got a little hash and sometimes some opium. We would take Sam for rides in the car, he would perch on the steering wheel and walk along the wheel as it turned. He was a pretty good talker and a screamer. When we brought Wesley home, he started screaming and would not stop. I finally had to sell him, he freaked her out. People of color also freaked him out. We had a red headed friend that Sam took a curious interest in and we had an African American friend that caused him to turn his head upside down and stare. What a great party bird he was. I wonder if he is still alive? I am supposed to name 15 other bloggers, I will spare you that but later I will list a few that I have recently found and enjoy. Let's spread the love, shall we?!