Saturday, January 05, 2008

Seven Things You Don't Know About Me...




Skyler's Dad tagged me on this one recently and since I can refuse him nothing, I'll plunge in...


First, the rules: Link to the person that tagged you. Post the rules on your blog. Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog, tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs. Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.



  1. My favorite type of humor is executed by initiating a Crazy Ivan or a sudden change in direction. David Sedaris and Douglas Adams are expert at this type of move and I love the disorienting effect this type of humor has on me.

  2. I cannot stand it when anyone touches my feet. I don't like it. My grandmother, God rest her soul, who was a womb-regression therapist, said it was because, when I was a baby, my feet turned in and the doctors recommended that my parents periodically twist my feet outward to correct them. She believed it caused me pain and now I no long want anyone to touch my feet. I think it's because I'm very sensitive. Just as I am a supertaster, I am also a super-feeler.

  3. My grandmother was a therapist who dabbled in womb-regression, primal scream therapy and conducting group therapy sessions on deviant sexual behavior. She had a sound-proofed room full of mattresses in her house. She was also a naturalized Canadian.

  4. My great, great Aunt Rose on my father's side of the family was a madam and had a brothel near my maternal grandfather's barber shop. They new each other, but just as colleagues.

  5. I like the idea of camping but I actually don't like camping. I like campfires and wearing flannel. I like the idea of carrying everything I need in a backpack. I like that camp dinner wear that is blue with white speckles. I like looking up a the stars. By all rights, I should like to camp, but I don't. All that nature gets in the way.

  6. I really like knotty pine.

  7. Every now and then, but moreso when I was a kid, I was totally pissed off that I wasn't born a boy. I hated that I had to wear a shirt, even though my chest looked nothing different than a boys did (when I was younger, of course), I resented being excluded from playing kickball because I was a girl (I eventually got to play because I lead a protest), I was totally pissed that I had to menstruate. For a long time, I related better to guys and didn't have many female friends. Now, I've grown to accept and actually enjoy being a girl, despite having to read "Growing Up And Liking It."

I tag...

Frank, since he's back and married now

Phil, since it's been months since he's posted

Tanya, since I can't get enough of her love

Evil, Evil Genius, since it will piss him off

Hot Lemon, since it will piss him off if I don't

Tenacious S, since I want to know more...

Beth, since she'll put a great soundtrack to it

GKL, so she doesn't body check me

xoxox

11 comments:

  1. Double son-of-a-bitch! You got me. This is the exact same shit I pulled on Pistols with the LOLcats.

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  2. So the knotty pine thing was sort of like your Crazy Ivan then.

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  3. hell, woman, EVERYTHING pisses me off; I'm not on me medication yet (BUT I SOON WILL BE!! TH' INSURANCE KICKED IN!! IT'S A ☧-MAS MIRACLE!!)

    gee... what 7 things CAN I post re: me without losing any perspective jobs I've not applied for or interviewed for, yet? (heh...)

    I love camping provided I've got a tent or a nice RV (the latter is preferable) AND I can take all my clothes off.

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  4. Thanks for playing along Flan, and I love a women who knows what a Crazy Ivan is.

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  5. Any chance your grandmother's mattresses came from your great great Aunt Rose's brothel? Man, that would be cool. And kinda gross.

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  6. You have had some great connections in your family.

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  7. I thought I told you that I did the post, but then I realized that I only told you in my head.

    Telling you now!

    :)

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  8. I love that you correctly use "disorient". Obviously, you're far too smart a cookie to say "disorientate" (that 'word' and all word of its ilk annoy and depress me), but I still feel the need to compliment you on it and bring it to the attention of your other readers.

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  9. I think I must've read Growing up and Liking it 75 thousand times... mostly willing myself to start my period.

    Of course I hate it now.

    But, I have to read it now that you've linked to it.

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  10. I'm out of a job if Aunt Rose is hiring...

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