Contest Runners-Up!

Thanks to everyone who participated in Manic-Mom's-Get-To-100-Comments-How-Interesting-Are-You? Contest! There were some fabulously bizarre, insightful, crazy, fun, thought-provoking entries.

Thanks to my panel of celebrity judges who are at this moment choosing the final winner among these runner-ups! The judges, in no particular ranking order, cuz in my book, they all RANK! And in a good way --

Swishy, of course, Best Blogger Friend Forever extraordinaire! Author of a soon-to-be-written best seller, not yet titled!

Eileen Cook
Author of the soon-to-be released Unpredictable, and writer mentor, supporter of MM!

The hilariously funny, fortunate-to-have-met-her-in-real-life, Jess Riley
Author of the soon-to-be released Riding with Larry Resnick and fellow-martini drinker!

And, again, in no particular order, here are the runners-ups--

KRStagliano said...
I was the on air talent for a German housewares company on QVC - I ironed clothes at 7:00am and demo'd a cake holder with "In the Kitchen with Bob" Bob. He was kind of a putz.

Alani said...
My mom picked out my name while she was pregnant with me while on vacation in Hawaii. While she was grocery shopping, she stumbled upon "Alani Orange Juice". In Hawaiian, Alani means orange tree. After she purchased the juice and went back to the condo she said to my dad that they would name me Alani, not only because she loved the name, but because Hawaii was such a huge part of their lives. Now, whenever I look at that framed Alani orange juice box hanging on my wall, I know that my name, and life story, started out very unique. I've been back to Hawaii since, and in recent years, they no longer make the juice :(

LBR said...
Ok I admit. I am the anonymous poster who said he had 3 nipples. While its not true of course, the other thing about being a child model is. To make things fair... I was once mistaken for Jared the Subway guy at a bar in Chicago. Because I was heavily buzzed I went along with it and signed autographs for a few people. (Note: I look nothing like him at all). My friends sometimes still call me Jared to annoy me. I guess there are worse things in life to be called.

Dawn said...
I met my husband on match.com

Sarah said...
I was on the beach in Thailand when the tsunami hit in December of 2004. At first, as the wave was coming in, everyone was scrambling for their cameras -- and then, when we realized how big it was, all of us were running for our lives. I've been engaged twice to the same man and both times he's broken it off because he says he doesn't feel the need to get married -- although we're still together and, strangely, very much in love. He's 37, I'm 26 and we've been together for 4 years. Last month, when we were still engaged, we bought an apartment in New York. He lives one-third of the time here with me, one-third in London, and one-third in Brazil. I used to travel with him all the time but now I'm trying to focus on my own life and career (writing and, as of last week, working at a literary agency). I was evacuated from my old apartment, in lower Manhattan, on 9-11. Since I moved to New York from Nashville (in 1998 to go to NYU for playwriting) I've lived in ten apartments -- though this is the only one I've owned. We've only spent eights nights here and I'm still afraid to buy anything for it that I don't love. In the interim, it's paper plates and plastic sporks...

Kirsten said...
I don't know if this is unique or interesting, but I was car-jacked, at gun-point. I was getting out of my car after picking up my bridesmaid dress for my best friends wedding. We'd had a great day of shopping. I had left my dress at her house (luckily), got home, and this guy came up from behind me with a gun. I tried to run. Left my keys in the car. He could have it. But he forced me back into the car -- I had a little 2-door Saturn -- his pregnant girlfriend was in the front seat, he was in the back seat -- holding on to me with the gun shoved into my side. Made me go to the bank and withdrawl all the money in my checking account (which again, thankfully wasn't much, as i hadn't deposited my pay check that week and it was before i had direct deposit), and then drove me to the middle of nowhere, ditched his girlfriend, got into the front seat with me .. made me lift up my shirt, but then let me get out of the car .. made me sit in the mdidle of the street pointed the gun at me, nad took off in my car. I found a house with a porch light on, and a very kind woman let me in and call the police, and then I couldn't get a hold of my parents (obviously i couldn't go to my house, as I had no keys), and so after the trip to the police station, my friend came and got me. Wow. I hadn't typed that much about the experience since it happened. It was pretty life changing, thinking back on it.

Nancy French said...
I once thought my husband David was cheating on me because all kinds of women kept calling our apartment and asking for him by name. Then, I realized that we had David Lee Roth's old phone number.

slackermommy said...
When I was 14 and Bon Jovi was just starting out I waited in line at a record store to get their autograph. They were a lot of fun and I got a kiss from Jon Bon Jovi! Yes, I kissed Jon before he was famous. You might think it creepy that he kissed a 14 year old girl but in his defense I wore a lot of make-up and dressed like a tramp so I looked much older.

Crazed said...
Okay.. I have a BFF who is also a BFF of Manic Mom... but Manic doesn't know me(maybe stories... maybe)! Love your blog... so I will give you a multiple choice. One or all are true!A) I had sex in the backseat of my parents mini-van at the age of 17... while the family was in the car!

Jennifer said...
My only claim to fame, per say, is being the survivor child of a paranoid schizophrenic mother. She tried to kill me twice that I "know" of. She believed that I was her sexual rival at the ripe old age of 11. She married the guy whom she believed I was having the affair with. She also thought that he and I were plotting her death for the insurance money (there's insurance money?). My childhood reads like a screenplay to some sick movie.She kicked me out at 12 and at 17. I stayed out at 17.She had most people in the community fooled. People like her are master manipulators. I tried to kill myself at 15, and she stood there and watched. Then was disappointed that I couldn't even do that right.I could tell you stories that would stand your hair on end. So, what is so unique you ask? The fact that I survived and intend to show my kids a whole different way of life.

T with Honey said...
I was blessed by Pope John Paul II when I was 4 years old. My grandmother scored 4 tickets to stand along somewhere near the parade route when he visited Philadelphia in 1979. She took my uncle, my mom and myself. Once in Philly we got a little lost and security directed us to the wrong place. Instead of being near the parade route we were standing on the curb 2 blocks away from the cathedral where he had said mass. Pope John Paul II walked over to the side of the road, make the Sign of the Cross on my forehead then continued on his way. Since then I have survived 2 major car accidents: 1 killed my father and the other tore a hole in my stomache and I spent 30 hours with stomache acid filling my abdomen before being repaired by a trauma surgeon.

Sophie said...
I have a huge phobia of mirrors at night or in dark rooms. I actually cover the one in the bathroom before I go to sleep. If I do have to pass a mirror at night or in the dark I run. If I can't avoid it, I literally feel like I will pass out or lose my mind. Although this probably sounds like I already lost it.

Patricia said...
I've really been having fun reading all these comments. I guess I should share something.Let's see.... I love mullets! I take pictures whenever I see one and am hoping to put them together in a book....a nice coffee table book, LOL! I've recently started taking pictures of El Camino's because I think they're the mullet of cars. Business in the front, party in the back.

Kate said...
I was married on Friday, April 1st in a ruby red wedding dress. And yes, it was for real. The night before, my now husband busted his forehead open, requiring a trip to the ER and stitches and still made it to the rehearsal before me. We went to Italy on our honeymoon with 50 other people and sang at a memorial Mass for Pope John Paul II at St. Peter's...When I was in high school, I lived in the Soviet Union for 2 years. Well, for 1.5 and then .5 in a brand-new country (Kazakstan). I saw the US flag raised over the embassy there for the very first time. And then stuffed my face with caviar because I have my priorities in this life...We moved 20 times in the first 9 months of my life...

Check out these runner-up blogs to read more about them! And being the impartial person in this contest, I couldn't vote, but I especially liked the shark entry, the blogger who was with her mom when she died, and the painted toenails by REM band-member in addition to those chosen as runner-ups!

Stay tuned as the judges make their final decision!!