I've been called many names in my life. To name just a few:
Dr. Woo, Hubey, Goofball, Re, Rebeck, RAKM, Raks, Becky, Reba, Rebanator, Rebie, Rebsie-Biebsie (have you got the fever?), Rita (the newest one, maybe a personal fave?), Ritard (not personal fave..), etc.
I've also been called many things in my life...
weird, abnormal, ridiculous, ridiculously-good-looking, crazy, funny, super hott, etc.
One thing I've never been called, though, is eccentric. I saw this word one day last week while reading a textbook (you're welcome parents, I studied one day last week) and was informed that a certain printing process was eccentric. My first thought was--how can a printing process be a collector? and if it can be a collector, what does it collect?
I googled eccentric, and discovered it doesn't only mean a collector of things. But for the purpose of this blog, it does.
In order to become eccentric, I am going to start collecting scarves. Why?
1. I like them.
2. I wear them.
3. They are fashionable.
4. They can be multi-seasonal.
5. In the future when I close down this blog, I can look back and say "I got that scarf when I was a senior in college. Here look! This is a picture of me wearing it that night we saw Meryl Streep in Jackson Hole. Oh and that one is from Nan--she is a good person. I wore it with her to the Knicks' game."
How neat is that?!
