I don’t usually do these corny memes. It was with sheer willpower alone that I resisted a joke about Josh’s entry (you know, his being a “progressive” and all):
Favorite Cologne: None. I hate, hate, hate perfumes, colognes, scented soaps, etc.
Now that’s funny. But then I saw Mike’s, so I decided I’d better put up or shut up.
Well, as for the meme, even I can live a little.
Accent: I’m a lifelong Kansan, but some people say I have a twinge of a Southern accent. There’s some Ozark Mountain blood within me, so I suppose it’s possible.
Booze: If it’s not beer or tequila, let the sororities have it.
Chore I hate: Dishes. Don’t know a single person alive who likes doing the dishes.
Dog or cat: I have no pet, but I’m a dog person in a family full of cat people. There was of course Chelsea, but she has her house now and I have mine.
Essential electronics: A computer with a functioning Internet connection and my Motorola SLVR.
Favorite Cologne: Not too partial, because I don’t wear it for me, nor do I typically smell other men. I just try to cover up the scent of charcoal and ass.
Gold or Silver: Gold, I guess.
Hometown: Is this where I was born? If so, that’s be Eudora, Kansas, six miles east of Lawrence on K-10.
Insomnia: Had a bad case that lasted several months during senior year at K-State and again during year two of grad school. Went as long as 60 hours without sleeping.
Job Title: Technology support specialist
Kids: Nope. (I have four nieces and a nephew, with a sixth coming soon.)
Living arrangements: Apartment.
Most admirable traits: Good looks? Nah, I think it’s this: I may be the worst liar on Earth.
Not going to cop to: The thing with the waterbed mattress and the gallon jug of Wesson vegetable oil.
Overnight hospital stays: Never, although there were a couple of nasty concussions, and I had to be helped out of an oral surgeon’s office once.
Phobias: None I’m aware of. I don’t get bent out of shape too easily. I’m sure a psychiatrist could dig up some interesting dynamics between me and women. (I sure wish I could.)
Quote: “j.d., you’re a good sumbitch.” –my friend’s dad, having just drank 22 Old Milwaukees.
Religion: Born into United Church of Christ, which is today one step this side of the Unitarians. (That’s not necessarily a knock.) Today, I attend no church and have no desire to start. One set of parents are Episcopalians, the others flirted with Southern Baptism but do not attend church either.
Siblings: Two natural brothers (both younger), and a stepbrother and stepsister courtesy of each set of parents (one older, the others all younger).
Time I wake up: 06:45.
Unusual talent or skill: I think the writings of evolution could be considered… unusual, but may perhaps stretch the definition of “talent”.
Vegetable I love: The chili pepper. I was going to say “garlic”, but garlic is an herb, I think.
Worst habit: We all know what I really wanted to say here, so let’s just skip it. I suppose the one that causes me the most headache is that I get carried away sometimes with my sense of humor — such as it is.
X-rays: Head and teeth on several occasions.
Yummy foods I make: Everything. I am one hell of a cook.
Zodiac sign: Libra.
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