Sally tagged me ages ago and since I'm holed up in bed with a cold I figured I should actually get around to it!
First Teacher: My kindergarten teacher's name was Miss Dick, I kid you not, but I don't remember much about her if I'm honest. My 1st grade teacher was Mrs. Baas and from what I remember I liked her (I was only 6 give me a break). I can remember for show-and-tell I brought in my bike and somehow she knew to choose the boy I had a crush on to help me carry it in. If indulging a 6 year old's crush isn't being a good teacher I don't know what is :)
First snog: Tim, he was 18, gorgeous and played soccer for another high school. He had his own car and drove (I was 15) and I kissed him on my best friend Dana's trampoline in her back yard.
First record: I had a lot of vinyl singles (those little records) from a very young age including Madonna, Neneh Cherry, Tina Marie, Taylor Dane and tons more I can't remember.
First job: If you don't count baby-sitting (which I did a lot of) it was at the TP Swim Club Snack Bar when I had just turned 15. My friend Stevie and I would experiment with putting pickles, tomatoes and Airheads into the deep fryer. We also used to freeze wet baseball caps to keep cool and basically goofed off way to much. I'm still not sure why we were entrusted to using deep fryers and a grill.
First crush: Michael Jackson. I wanted to marry him and kissed my 3rd birthday cake. I had a Michael Jackson Barbie doll and posters all over my wall. Please note this was when he was still a black man and before he turned into a scary white woman.
First hangover: I'm guessing it was at my college orientation. I didn't drink in high school (remember that and not this next part Mom) and somehow even though I was 17 I got into clubs and definitely decided it was time to try drinking. I drank strawberry vodka straight because I didn't know it should be mixed. Someone told me I needed a chaser and gave me beer. How i didn't puke I don't know.
First gig: Counting Crows at the Cincinnati Zoo with the fore mentioned best friend Dana when we were 14 or 15 I can't remember! I met Adam Duritz in the audience and got his autograph.
First flat: Not counting dorm rooms it was my apartment at The Majestic on W. McMillian in Clifton. The Majestic was anything but and while I could walk to classes at UC it was super ghetto. My parking space was often filled with sewage, homeless people lived in the laundry room and I once came home and found a man passed out over the stairs. I felt like a horrible, mean Republican as I called the police since it was snowing out but said man didn't move when I said "Excuse me Sir" so I was worried he was dead. The police knew him and seemed more than happy to shift him for me at least until they discovered he'd soiled himself. Classy place, right? They've since totally refurbished and cleaned up the place so if you are a student at UC don't let me experience sway you as it is an amazing location.
First byline: I know I wrote things for my high school newspaper but I couldn't tell you what. I wrote a story for my town newspaper on our Congressman though as well. I can't tell you if it was about interning for him or about a Town Hall meeting he held but it was one or the other.
First blog: My first blog was a Live Journal (I think?) and just me rambling and writing really horrible post-breakup songs that were way too heavily influenced by Dashboard Confessional and alcohol. I had a blog on MySpace after that which was mostly memes and then another LiveJournal blog after I'd moved over here. Started up with this one and actually stuck with it.