More narcissistic memery

So I’ve been tagged with one of these here blog meme things, where you take each of the first letters of your middle name and pick one fact that is relevant about your life. This being my own narcissistic blog, I’m always looking for new ways of talking about myself, so let’s jump right in.

E is for Ezra, my name, which is fairly unique, and which has always been sort of a relevant part of me. None of the other kids in elementary school had it, so writing “Ezra B.” on my homework was always overkill. Substitute teachers always needed prompted on pronunciation when they got to it during roll call. In adult life, I’m still the only non-Jewish Ezra I know. It’s short, memorable, has a “z” in it, and it’s served me well. Marco once expressed — I don’t know if it was admiration or scorn– about how I would turn writing my name into an art project every time I had a blank piece of paper and a pen in my hand.

L is for Love, which is probably a good thing. It’s not uniquely mine, but it’s important.

I is for the song which has haunted me all my life:
We all live in a capital I
in the middle of the desert
in the center of the sky.

All day long we polish up the I
to make it clean and shiny
so it brightens up the sky.
Rubbing it here
and scrubbing it there.
Polishing the I
so high in the air.

And as we work we sing a lively tune
“It is great to be so happy on a busy afternoon.”
And when we’re through with the day’s only chore,
we go into the I
and we close the door.

Capital I, capital I, capital I, capital I.

Of course, YouTube has the video of it.