| About 
              Ms Von Schtupp*
              (FKA: Ilsa, She Wolf of the Radio Waves)  Secret agent name: 0044 - Licensed to ta ta   So you want to know more about me. Well, that 
              tells me one of two things. A. You have no life. B. You are a stalker.
 If it is A, read on. If its B, please 
              click here. I was born in Iowa on January 12, 1966, the youngest 
              of 6 kids (mom and dad were Catholic - but that's another story.) 
              At age 5, I convinced my dad that there are no laws preventing someone 
              from leaving Iowa, so off to Florida the family went. He tells the 
              story a little differently ...right, like it was his idea! I spent my youth in Florida like most children 
              do, experimenting with drugs, sex and alcohol. I soon realized I 
              was going nowhere, fast. I cleaned up my act and began my quest 
              for higher education. I entered first grade. I was bored. From first 
              to seventh grade, I was a straight A student. I had comments on 
              my report cards like..."Lili was a joy to have in class", "It was 
              such a joy to have Lili as a student." Did they all have the same 
              "How to be a good teacher guide"? ARG! Or could it be the worse 
              scenario, I was "a joy"? I shudder at the thought. I did find junior high to be an interesting time. 
              I look back on it as a bad experiment in social behavior study. 
              Having been blessed by the boobie fairy at a very young age (38D 
              at 13), I learned a lot about people. Girls can be very cruel and 
              boys can be...well, boys will be boys. Need we go down that path? 
              ( but if John U. is out there...I still don't clearly understand 
              the fabulous kiss you planted on me in the science hall in 7th grade 
              and then never really spoke to me again- men are bastards!) Then there was high school. Ahhh ...the joy. High 
              school is where I really did discover alcohol, cigarettes, pot and 
              sex. I don't regret any of it, but I certainly don't endorse it. 
              Pot is illegal, and cigarettes and alcohol are really bad for your 
              health! ( I don't smoke anything anymore -at least 10 years now- 
              and only occasionally do I have a good glass of Merlot. I do indulge 
              in Champagne 
              and Chambord 
              on the odd special occasion as well) Then there was the sex. It's 
              amazing how a girl can get a reputation without having dated anyone 
              in high school. I dated two guys my senior year and both were uneventful, 
              yet I had a rep. (see learning experience from Junior high) I graduated 
              in '84 (Sister 
              Christian, oh the time has come...), I still have 2 friends 
              from my high school days. Maria and Lynn. Lynn and I went back to our 10 year high school 
              reunion dressed as nuns. We spent the evening smoking cigars and 
              drinking red wine. We will burn in hell, I got my confirmation email 
              from travelocity.com, 
              have you received yours? You can make all your eternal resting plans 
              there. I moved from Florida to Portland, Oregon in January 
              1990, it was at the start of the Gulf war. I remember that I was 
              worried about flying because of the media terrorizing the public 
              with fear of terrorists. (I think the media in general can be more 
              frightening than half of what they report on-should I speak this 
              way of my career path?) I traveled to Portland to live with a guy 
              I had been dating for 2 years. If anyone ever has the opportunity 
              to move cross country to live with some one, kill yourself - the 
              pain is much shorter that way. I managed to extend that horrible 
              living hell for another 6 years. Goodie goodie. I recently heard 
              he is poverty stricken and unemployed. Couldn't have happened to 
              a nicer a guy, but I'm not bitter. I told my family I was moving to get away from 
              them, so if you see them...keep up the lie. Thanks. Then after a year of therapy and much needed "me 
              time", I met a wonderful man, we spent a year together and then 
              got married. It should have been perfect but it wasn't. He was a 
              really great guy and we had fun together but that wasn't enough 
              to base a lifelong commitment on. I left after 4 months, I don't 
              think he can say my name to this date with out a twitch. Women can 
              be such bastards! Don't cry too hard for him. He did his share of 
              hurting me after the divorce. We don't talk now. To quote WC Fields,"Marriage is a fine institution, 
              but I'm not ready to be institutionalized." I needed a fresh start. I moved to Washington DC 
              and got my dream job. I did affiliate relations for Online Tonight 
              with David Lawrence. I slowly worked my way into the producers chair 
              by impressing David with my assets. (not those assets - see junior 
              high) My ability to make a cat5 cable Ethernet cord, type(those 
              of you in the chat room-shut up!) and work a phone system. I'm currently single, okay married to my job. 
              I spend my evenings online with our listeners and I have no pets 
              or children - that I know of.** Thanks for being my family.   *Okay, the name. Lili 
              Von Schtupp comes from the mind of a brilliant man, Mel Brooks. 
              Blazing Saddles is one of my favorite movies...I'd tell you more 
              but, "I'm tired." Thank you Madeline Kahn, you are missed. **Carol Liefer gets the credit for 
              the "no kids, that I know of" line...credit where credit is due.
 One last note, if you did a search 
              on Lili Von Schtupp and found some nasty stories. I DID NOT WRITE 
              THEM! I write much better than that. (giggle) |