My Keyboard, My Sword
26th December 2008
Seven of Seven

I rarely follow memes, and even more rarely do I participate in viral themes, but since I rather like Mark and his cute little family and the associated blog, I’ll bite on him tagging me to write seven things about myself.   This one’s for you, Mark.    Merry Cissmyass.

1.  Despite being a computer geek at heart, I am also a closet gearhead and rather enjoy doing my own car work.   So far, I have done oil changes, coolant changes, inner tie rod bushings, tire rotations, drum brakes, throttle body synch, and valve cover gaskets.   I drive a pretty wicked stick shift, too.

2.  Stories and commercials that depict Christmas toys that aren’t played with and are ignored in favor of something else flashier make me get weepy almost every single time without fail, even now.   (for instance, boy gets teddy bear until boy gets latest craze toy and tosses teddy bear aside).   As a child or teenager I’d burst out sobbing.

3.  I talk to myself all the time when I am alone.   I often sing songs to myself, under my breath, only barely making enough noise to hear myself subvocally.    If there is an interesting rhythm to the song, I’ll tap it out by clicking my teeth together.   I know that I am getting tired when a song gets stuck in my head and will not leave, no matter how many times I sing it through to the finish.   If I am not tired, I can usually get the song out of my head by “finishing” it.    If I am tired, this will not work, no matter how flamboyant I make the ending.

4.   I really wish I was a bass (vocally, not the fish).   I love trying to hit the notes even though I’ve been told it sounds something akin to a walrus orgasming.   That being said, I wouldn’t want the stigma that comes with being a bass, so I don’t mind my current talents….mostly.

5.  At home, I rarely use the restroom without picking up a book while doing so.    Even when I’m just taking a leak, I’m prone to have one hand on my junk and one hand on a novel.    After I’m finished, I’ve been known to stand in the bathroom, leaning up against the sink, and reading for up to an hour after, simply because I become so involved in the story.    Yes, I realize this borders on incredibly strange.   (for the record, I don’t mix up hands, so sanitation of my reading material isn’t an issue)

6.  I cannot stand the sensation of popsicle sticks or tongue depressors on my tongue.   The mere thought of it makes me cringe.   I have to be very careful when I get to the center of a popsicle or I’ll zing myself badly.

7.  I prefer to sleep with the covers pulled to my chin, inside flannel sheets, with several blankets on top, even in summer.   I’ll happily pay the electricity to have the room cold enough to pull this off.   I always sleep in just my skivvies so getting too hot usually isn’t a problem.    Thankfully, my wife likes sleeping like this, too.

There you go, seven things about me that you probably wish you didn’t know, but now you do, so you can’t erase it — kinda like watching a horror movie.     I sincerely doubt anyone that I tag will do this (because I’m not even sure they READ this thing, let alone will do it) but what the hell, I’ll try it…..I hereby tag Alynda, Bec, BillyGean, Shelley, Courtney, Lea, and Ben.   Good luck.


There is currently one response to “Seven of Seven”

  1. 1 On December 26th, 2008, GwenNo Gravatar UNITED STATES (1 comments) said:

    2. I’ll never give up my Racky! I’ve had him since I was little. Screw flashy. Racky was even in Iraq with me and got me though many lonely times. He hates the washing machine and I’ll sit on the floor by it, even now, for the 2 hours it takes for him to wash and dry, just so he won’t get scared and lonely in there. Yes, even now in adulthood. There’s something almost alive about a stuffed animal that has been with you that long. :)

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