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30 Before 30

31 Mar

Making a list

Santa ain't the only somebody who knows how to make a list...

I will be turning 25 two weeks from yesterday.  The thought both excites and frightens me because my car insurance will go down and I have done virtually NOTHING worthwhile in my life.  Honest…my life has been rather vanilla; only one or two truly interesting experiences thrown in there.  A few of years ago, I made a list of thirty things I wanted to do before I turned thirty.  Back then, thirty was an impossibly long time away and now that I am halfway through my twenties, I feel it’s time to get a move on!  I made a new 30 before 30 list two years ago and decided to compile the two existing lists (because they only had 9 of the same things on them) about five minutes ago.  yes, I am aware that I just made a post less than an hour ago.  I am also aware that nobody ever comments on these things (I had 47 people read a post and not a ONE cared to comment on it!).  That was a not so subtle hint…

I digress.  On with the list.

1.  Read a poem at an open mic poetry night

2.  Submit a short film to a film festival

3.  Go on a camping/hiking trip

4.  Convince at least one other person to dine in a fast food restaurant in formal wear (not during Halloween or Prom)

5.  Have an entire conversation in Spanish with a native speaker (outside of school)

6.  Go skydiving

7.  Wear a bikini on a beach

8. Be able to bench press 75 lbs (i.e. multiple reps)

9. Learn to play the piano

10. Visit all 50 states

11. Plant a garden (even if it’s a 3×3 indoor plot)

12. Hanglide

13. Finish a written work

14. Take a theology class

15. Run in a marathon

16. Go into a recording studio and record a song that I’ve written

17. Swim with the dolphins

18. Learn how to ice skate

19. Take ballroom dancing lessons (Don’t laugh.)

20. Go on one of those zero gravity rides (after 30, I’m liable to have a heart attack)

21. Go on an Alaskan cruise

22. Visit at least 2 countries on every continent (except Australia, which is a country, and Antarctica, which has no countries)

23. Join a theater troupe

24. Buy a house

25. Drive from one end of the country to the other (both east to west and north to south)

26. Serve a 5 course meal

27. Spend $500 on a single outfit

28. Rock climb an actual cliff (not the fake one in the Rec Center).

29. Go scuba diving

30. Buy some stocks. 


Acquired Tastes

15 Mar


I was assured by an Australian friend that Vegemite, which is slathered on toast like jelly, was delicious, but it was an "acquired taste." I should've realized that there is no possible way for me to acquire a taste for concentrated yeast extract...


Short post again today.  I don’t want to bore you with my penchant for verbosity everyday.  That’s no bueno.  Besides, this thing is probably filled with typos because the spell check feature isn’t working.  Try not to judge me too harshly…

For the record, I have about five different posts in the pipes.  I have a hard time figuring out what I’m going to post.  I have no shortage of ideas.  I think that’s the problem.  I need to figure out how to focus. 


I was sitting here working on another post (Black Love Pt. I:  The Hollywood Hoax, coming to a blog near YOU!  3.16.11) and listening to Sade’s “No Ordinary Love.”  I love this song, absoltely adore it.  However, a younger Jess couldn’t stand the sound of Sade’s voice and would beg her mother (who has incredibly good music taste, by the way) to change the station.  I didn’t start liking Sade until her album Lover’s Rock and the song “By Your Side” was released.  I absolutely fell in love with her!  All of her older stuff that I couldn’t stand to listen to, like “Smooth Operator” and “Sweetest Taboo,” suddenly became favorites.  I have no explanation for this other than I simply was too young to enjoy her.

While reflecting on that, I thought about some of the other things that I have learned to love as I’ve gotten older.

1.  Grape Juice
I didn’t say that this list would make sense or that this would be a great post.  I despired grape juice as a kid.  I hated taking communion on up into high school because grape juice was pretty much the foulest thing that I could imagine drinking.  Suddenly (or perhaps because of communion), during my freshman year in college, I began guzzling grape juice like it was going out of style.  It was wonderful!  There was a point in time where I had to have a glass every morning. 

2.  Dresses
I know a lot of women probably feel me on this one.  I hated dresses as a kid.  I wasn’t the girliest (or most coordinated, for that matter) child, so my mom always had me wear those long, Anne of Avonlea bloomers underneath my dresses until I was eight.  I didn’t have any complaints.  I could run around and fall and not get as embarrassed.  However, after I turned nine and the bloomers went away, I stopped wearing dresses.  With exception of prom, Ms. SHS, Ms. Syhiscan, and other formal events where I HAD to wear a dress (and a formal dress is a whole ‘nother bag of hate I haven’t quite gotten over…), I wore pants or a pants suit a la hilary Clinton.  I also have an issue with my knees – I don’t like them hos, not one bit.  It wasn’t until I turned 21 that I started voluntarily wearing dresses.  The guy I was dating at the time mentioned that he liked seeing me in dresses, so I went out and bought five of them just for him.  Usually I’m not that accommodating, but I discovered that I actually liked wearing dresses, not just because of him, but because dresses were fun.  I felt like an actual adult, a *gasp* lady every time I wore one.

3.  Driving
When I first started to drive, I HATED it.  As a matter of fact, I didn’t get my learner’s permit until four months after I turned sixteen.  In Alabama, you can get them when you turn fifteen (or could at the time…I don’t know what they do these days).  The only reason I got them then is because I had to have then for driver’s ed (which I was forced to take).  I didn’t like driving.  I have really poor vision and I’m much more comfortable, even now, riding than I am driving.  For a very long time – up until I was 19 – I wouldn’t drive on Hwy 280.  I live on Hwy 280, and the only way I could get to and from UAB was on Hwy 280, so that sort of put a stop to that.  After I got used to the highways and interstates (and taught myself how to parallel park in downtown Birmingham), I became a road warrior.  I LOVE to drive.  Before gas prices got to be this high, I used to drive around just to clear my head.  It was nothing to jump in the car and make an impromptu raodtrip out of state.  I flippin love to drive.  One of these days (as per my 30 before 30 list), I’m going to take what I’m calling my “No Turn Left Behind” trip where I take every exit ending in “13” and just explore.

4.  Bikes
I hated bike riding as a kid.  I’d rather walk.  I didn’t learn to ride a bike until I was nine, and that was after being forced to do so by my father after he discovered that my seven-year-old brother could ride a bike and I couldn’t.  I didn’t get the point of bike riding.  It used more energy than walking and getting your feet caught up in the pedals (like I had a habit of doing) HURT.  Now…I don’t find bike riding.  Granted, the extent of my bike riding takes place on the stationary bike at my gym, but I’m actually thinking about purchasing a bike.  So maybe this one doesn’t count after all…hmm…

Anybody got anymore to add?  I know this is a craptastic post…I assure you that tomorrow’s will be loads better!