This is my response to the 25 things challenge.  It was originally posted on Facebook, but I removed it during the Facebook Terms of Service shit storm of February 2009.  Since then, I’ve decided to use Facebook only for social networking.  Any of my creative output, such as photos or writing, will go on my own web sites, or on Flickr, where they respect their users’ intellectual property.  Occasionally, I will post links on Facebook.

I enjoyed writing my 25 things, and truly enjoyed reading other people’s 25 things.  That’s not narcissistic (as some newspaper stories about the trend alleged).  It’s a way to connect with people who are interesting.  As far as relationships go, the rest is up to us to follow through on.  A social networking site can’t do that for us.

Here are the rules:  “Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you.”

1. I love tea. I hardly ever drink coffee. I love tea so much that I coined the phrase, “Tea…the other brown drink.” Yeah, that was me.

2. I avoid wearing light blue shirts or blouses because they remind me of the uniform I wore for eight years in Catholic school. Needless to say, saddle shoes are totally out of the question.

3. I went to the first 15 years of the Clifftop old-time music festival, and then got completely burnt out on the festival camping. I miss the people, the music, and the dancing, but not enough to camp there.

4. A few years ago, I finally found a sweet man who is at least as smart, if not smarter, than me. So, I married him.

5. I got married for the first time the day after I turned 52. Better late than never.

6. I have two black and white cats. One is named after the late, great Dave Grant. The other is not.

7. I was in Washington, D.C. working on Capitol Hill, on September 11, 2001. Ever since then, I always make sure I have comfortable shoes with me at work, so I can walk the ten miles home in an emergency, if I have to.

8. I learned Appalachian clogging in 1980, and picked up the banjo in 1986. Now I’m learning to play the ukulele.

9. I have three sisters and two brothers. I’m the third.

10. I had never heard of the Weekly World News until my younger sister was in it for teaching Bible study in the nude.

11. Most of my life, I haven’t worn make-up. I guess I’m more interested in cosmology than cosmetics. However, I have begun to wear a little lipstick now and then, because I am tired of seeing photographs of myself in which I look like I don’t have any lips.

12. Until I got on Facebook, I thought my name was unique. Then I got a friend request from someone named Julie Mangin. I checked her friend list, and she had another Julie Mangin already on it. Every once in a while my FB feed says something like, “Julie Mangin is a fan of KFC chicken,” and I think “how do they know?” before remembering it’s the OTHER Julie Mangin.

13. My niece and I share a birthday. On my wedding day, she went into labor and had to leave fifteen minutes before the ceremony began. If her daughter had been born a day earlier, all three of us would have had the same birthday.

14. I have souvenir plates from the Maryland amusement park, The Enchanted Forest, which I sell on eBay.

15. I’ve always wanted to do something on stage in the Galax band contest that would cause the Moose Lodge to create another contest rule. It would be referred to as the “Julie Rule.”

16. Every weekday, I read the Washington Post comics section on the subway in the morning. If I have time, I do the sudoku, too.

17. I’m thinking of retiring in a couple of years.

18. I’m the first person to win a prize in the Washington Post’s Style Invitational contest for an entry that they deemed too vulgar to print. Gene Weingarten called it, “a hilarious entry too revolting to be published on any planet inhabited by sentient beings.” I didn’t think it was that bad.

19. I used to be known as the Clog Mogul of D.C., but I always preferred to be called an impresario.

20. I have the world’s largest collection of Mark Eden Bust Developers. They are among the many tacky treasures I collect.

21. I have had one of my photographs published in People Magazine.

22. If I could start my own religion, I’d make Girl Scout Thin Mints the communion wafer. I would encourage meditation while listening to Uncle Bunt Stephens play “Candy Girl.” One of the sacraments would involve crabs, fresh tomatoes, corn on the cob, and beer.

23. I used to smoke a pack and a half of cigarettes a day until the late 1970s. I quit because I was struggling through music school, and I needed to drop the smoke breaks to get more study and practice time in.

24. When I was in my 20s, I learned to drive a motorcycle. On the first day of driving class, I kick-started my motorcycle in gear, launched myself six feet in the air, and landed on all fours. On the last day, I got the highest score on the driving test. The instructor called me his most improved student.

25. I received a masters degree in library science about 25 years ago, and started working as a librarian. Now, I’m a web developer who writes dynamic pages in PHP/MySQL. What the hell happened?

Jerry Springer, David Hasselhoff, and those two other judges (whoever the hell they are) don’t know what they’re missing.  The show they are on, America’s Got Talent, gets all the pop star wannabes.  I went to Buena Vista, Virginia last weekend for the Rockbridge Mountain Music & Dance Convention, and witnessed some real talent.  I don’t need the crooning vocals and the incredible high notes.  I don’t need the posing dancers with technical proficiency.  Just give me the Green Grass Cloggers and a back-up band that includes the best old-time musicians alive.

Two days camped in out with a few hundred equally rabid old-time music musicians and dancers and fans sure adjusted my attitude.   I almost forgot I had a job.  When I’m at a festival, I’m about as “in the moment” as I can ever get. Bob and I arrived mid-afternoon on Friday night, not knowing what Hurricane Hannah might send our way.  We set up our tents, and when Susan arrived, we had a marvelous 10′x20′ tarp roof to our campsite that we hoped would stand up.  As it turned out, we just got rain, steady but not torrential, and which came straight down, instead of sideways.  We went to the square dance at the big pavillion, but realized that when you dance that exuberantly on concrete, you pay for it in the morning.  The little dance pavillion down in the campsite had a plywood floor; not ideal, but still better than concrete.  Skeedaddle played there at 11:00 p.m.  Bob and I did the swing until it was time to crawl into the dome tent with the air mattress that fills almost the entire floor.

The next morning (okay it was a little bit into the afternoon), the Ukulele Summit happened right in our campsite, mainly because I’m the one who called for it.  Everyone had a song to share, and some techniques, and some laughs.  We played Hawaiian tunes under the direction of Hugh Crumley, were treated to the fine song stylings of Anastasia Maddox and Susan Bunn Rosen, and even Bob sang something (”Bow Tie Daddy” from Frank Zappa). Bob accompanied my singing of “The Vatican Rag” and we all joined in on “Burning Down the House” by the Talking Heads.  Bet no one has done it with 4 ukes and a Hawaiian slide guitar before, although the Belligerent Brothers have done it with a fiddle, banjo, and a marimba.

The afternoon was filled with exciting performances, which I caught on video.

The Green Grass Cloggers kicked it up for their 37th year reunion.  For a group that is mostly in their fifties, they were in great form.  They were such iconoclasts in the early 1970s, when they decided to enter the “World Clogging Championship” at Fiddlers Grove in North Carolina.  Rodney Sutton told a little of the history of the group, and said that after they won it the second year, the rules were changed so that their style would be disqualified.  By that time, they’d become so popular that a number of them hit the road to perform at major folk festivals around the U.S. and Canada.  You can see their reunion performance on my YouTube channel

The Indian: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F2sKyLAgmJo

Tea Cup Chain:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGt4iPIpIp0

Freestyle: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ckj0zWRV7SY.

I’m not sure who to thank for the appearance of a trebuchet at the festival.  It provided over an hour of enjoyment to all who watched.  A trebuchet is a type of cataput that relies on a counterweighted throwing arm, in this case, an arm about twenty feet long.  Watermelons, water balloons, a rubber chicken, and a toy bass-playing polar bear were launched into the air.  If they had cleared the stratosphere, it could have been called a space program.  Instead, it was just plain fun.  Check this out on YouTube:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dmY-CW6Wuco.

So, America does have talent, but the popular television show doesn’t begin to address the variety that’s out there.  That’s why I love to get out there and witness it for myself.