20 Days of WoW Blogging: Day 8 - 10 things you don't know about me

Day eight of the 20 days of WoW Blogging challenge requires that it's participants reveal ten things that you don't know about me. So here we go.

10. In college I scored a 27 out of 100 on the Putnam mathematics exam. This actually a very good score. In a similar vein, myself and a teammate (Thomas Przybylinski, great name) won a statewide math competition despite the fact that all the other teams had four people. Enough bragging.... 
9. I just need to code a UI and I'll have a working desktop version of Thrill Digger. 
8. I used to just lay my toys out and look at them. I'm told this is 'sad'.
7. Tremors and The Brave Little Toaster are counted among my favorite movies.
6. I once used a walkie talkie to listen in on a cordless phone conversation. What I heard was my mom talking about how her sons weren't into sports.
5. On my elementary school bus, I was called 'booger boy' by a couple girls older than me.
4. When I worked at a movie theater, I once slapped the manager (male) on the butt. A year later, a coworker (female) pinched my butt several times when I was leaning over the counter to look at the candy display. Also, when the assistant manager commented on how I had made friends with another coworker so quickly, the manager commented that I was "Doing her in the butt." This was not true. #lolbuttslol
3. I took judo one semester in college. It was really fun.
2. I once told a girl at a summer camp that I didn't have a crush on her because I was too anxious about what would happen if I told her I did like her.
1. My freshman year of high school, my parents (read "mom") called the school and asked if the principal would talk to me about why I never have friends over to the house to visit or wanted to go visit friends at their homes. One day, I was called out of math class to the office. I was really confused about what was going on, since I never got into trouble. I went into the principal's office and was greeted by the principal, an aged Monsignor by the name of Father George Tribou. We talked for a while and he asked me about why I never had friends over. I told him that I just never really felt like it and that I was perfectly happy just being at home, doing my home things. I explained that i did have friends at school, but I just kept them there, so to speak. He understood completely and told me that there were tons of other boys just like me and that I wasn't weird at all because of it, that I was perfectly normal. He relayed this information to my parents and we never really talked about. He died later that school year because of complications from a stroke. I've always cherished that talk we had.

Bonus item: Sarah and I have considered dancing to this song at our wedding.

Weird Dreams Volume 1

Often times, my dreams aren't long enough to warrant their own post so I'll start compiling them and releasing them in batches.

Man about town
I was recently hired as the mayor/hotel manager/doctor/police of a very small town. I only remember a few things. First was the fire that destroyed several homes. I had to evacuate people during that. Second was that I was having difficulty figuring out how to order porn for one of the guests at the hotel. The last thing was that I had apparently hurt my butt and when I went to the hospital for work the next day I passed out when another doctor (the mean female doctor from the final seasons of Scrubs) rubbed some stuff down my buttcrack because it was too tingly. So that was weird.

New Job
I was starting my first day working as a teacher. I had some trouble making my way to the school where I was supposed to be working and I had no idea which room was mine and didn't know anything about the layout of the school or the other teachers. I wandered around the school for a long time looking for a door with my name on it but never found one. I finally made my way to the administrator's office and learned that I would be teaching math in night school (a great disgrace).

Prison Escape
In this dream, I was a goblin who was imprisoned in some sort of prison for extraordinary criminals, and my name was Gheed (which, upon looking it up now, is a character in Diablo). Somehow I had gotten my hands on some gold that multiplied when you touched it, like in Bellatrix Lestrange's vault in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. After rounding up a large portion of the gold and putting it in a sack, I made my move to escape. The security was actually quite laughable. The building was horribly constructed and I was able to make my way down a stairwell near my cell. Once I reached the bottom I went through the door and was in the laundry area. The window was broken and I was able to remove the glass and shoot the guard outside, because I apparently had a gun with me. I ran out towards the gate and the rest of the gang that I belonged to was there to greet me and save me. I ran to them and handed the gold over to the leader, who was quite like Jabba the Hutt, and joined my friends and escaped.

Hopefully my stress from feeling lost at work will give me some awesome dreams.