Six Strangetudes
February 4th, 2007 by rsm
Oh she acts like a friend… all concerned, all caring… sharing stories of her supercool husband and two fantastic kids then asking how I’m doing… but the truth is she’s just trying to earn my trust so I’ll accidentally reveal things. Thus… her little meme attack.
THE RULES: Each player of this game starts with the 6 weird things about you. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says you are tagged’ in their comments and tell them to read your blog.
1. I have too many cards and will buy more whenever I’m traveling. I have decks of cards in the jeep, in pockets, in my gym bag, and about 40 different decks up in the loft/game area. I have preferences for look, feel, size, etc. Right now, on almost all counts the Black Tiger with red pips deck is my favorite, but I wish they made it in the narrower bridge-sized and a little less expensive.
2. I tense up in crowds not because I am afraid of people but because I find crowds mean more a-holes per square inch which means I am more likely to aggressively correct the behavior of at least one of them.
3. My jaw has reptilian features that require my dentists to bend their needles and reexamine x-rays before they successfully numb my mouth.
4. I divide my stacks of folded tshirts into categories: Plain white, plain brown, plain colored, universities, Medical and job-related, Apple-oriented, workout wear, historical/sentimental shirts I’ll probably never wear again, and military-themed shirts. My hanging clothes I sort by manufacturer/label with uniforms to the far right.
5. Due to an injury years ago, part of my pain response has been rewired. Now much muscle pain and deep tissue pain such as from pressure points has switched over into either a dull, numb feeling or pleasure. It means I’m a bastard at submission wrestling and can wear out a muscular therapist.
6. I don’t excrete bodily waste. I am a furnace. Occasionally I’ll poot out a little ash but that’s about it.
One of those is not true, the rest are. My six tagees… (six is excessive but what the hey?) Well, I’d pick the blogpa, but he abhors memes and, let’s face it, his WHOLE blog is nothing but weird stuff about him so he’s out of this one. Let’s go with…
* Last One Speaks
* Shadowscope
* Fiona
* Pixie
* Caltech Girl
* and, just for a taste of Yiddish and someone who is probably a complete opposite to me in most ways, but I am sure would keep me laughing, Erica. What can she expect from a shaygets? Kine-Ahora, ma’am!
… that body waste thing sounds serious… you might need to get that checked out…
“his WHOLE blog is nothing but weird stuff about him”
True – so true… Heh.
Aaaaah… my friend. Army Girl already got me… is it cheating to link to my post? Do I have to come up with 6 (less esoteric, *wink*) more?
POST IS HERE
…can you teach me that “furnace thing”?
We are more alike than you think…only because I don’t excrete bodily waste either, but rather sometimes a rose petal flutters out, freshening instead of decaying the air around me.
I cannot explain the phenomena.
DOH!
y’had to go and do it, didn’t you.
*chuckles*
On with the motley!
Yikes. I thought I had escaped this one but I’m kind of honored you choose
to inflict this one one on meto tag me. I’m not sure six is enough to cover my weirdness though.Oh damn. It’s too early to be commenting. I didn’t close the tag. Sorry. Hope you can fix it.
Hey doll…did your feed URL change again? I’m not seeing you updating on Bloglines again. Argh…thus my lack of commentage.
let’s see if a “” works…this is crazy!
also, regarding this:
“I divide my stacks of folded tshirts into categories: Plain white, plain brown, plain colored, universities, Medical and job-related, Apple-oriented, workout wear, historical/sentimental shirts I’ll probably never wear again, and military-themed shirts. My hanging clothes I sort by manufacturer/label with uniforms to the far right.”
Would you like to come and train the two young men in my life? Seriously, you should start a business and hire yourself out to whip these young pups into shape. I’d hire ya!
We know all about those decks of cards. 52 different positions in each one, eh?
Sneaky bastard.
how did i not read this until today? bizarre..