1) My dog's name is Scrabble. When we got him, his coloring was black and tan, which I suggested looked like Scrabble board pieces. He has since turned more gray and tan, but we don't hold that against him. Here's a picture:
3) I wrote a full-length oratorio for my senior recital in college (I was a music major). I also played several songs on the piano, and sang several classical songs (all pretty well, I might add). For my efforts, I was rewarded with a C grade. As the senior recital is meant to be a culminating experience, my self-worth was thrown for quite a loop. Silly as it may seem, it took me a couple of years to get over what I viewed the experience as (a failure).
4) My middle initial is also C, which I took as some pretty heavy-handed cosmic foreshadowing after the events of #3 occurred.
5) Still, going to that college and getting that degree were super worth it because it was through that institution that I met my wife. She and I met and sat next to each other in our very first class freshman year (Music Theory I). She's pretty much the best, ever.
6) When I was a little kid, I was jealous of my cousins because they liked black olives. My jealously stemmed mostly due to fun they would have by sticking them on their fingers. Obviously, because I never wanted to eat the olives, my parents wouldn't let me just play with them. To this day, I'm still not a fan of the taste of olives, which is too bad, because a lot of restaurants down here in San Diego like to stick olives in a variety of dishes that I might otherwise enjoy.