Adult Education

I've been "tagged".  No, no one has snuck up on me in the middle of the night to spray-paint me with their creative gangsta name.  I have inevitably been hit with the blogging phenomenon they call "tagging" which means I have to answer a list of questions given to me that will enlighten the 5-7 (depending on the day) people who read my blog.  Basically its a chain letter masquerading as something fun. {Now let me pause: Dear Darise, Never mind my introduction.  I am in fact glad you tagged me because I never pass up a good chance to inform more people about the small idiosyncrasies that I am made up of.  So thank you.}  Ok.  I took one look at the questions offered and decided they were not for me.  I usually never take recommendations that seriously, hence the large scar on my right shin where I went for jumping between the large boulders instead of the recommended walking around.  So I have decided to make my own lists.  

SMELLS I HATE: Bowling alleys, libraries, weed, fingers after handling money and tar.

SMELLS I LIKE: Cinnamon, mens cologne most of the time (and yes, I do still like Hugo so shut-up), gasoline, rubber cement, onions cooking and curry.

THINGS THAT MAKE MY HEAD SPIN: Quantum physics, the space-time continuum, math, people who can't smell an MLM from a mile away, why people insist on wearing denim on denim and the show "momma's house".

5 THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW ABOUT ME: 1-I've probably been mad at all of you at LEAST once without you knowing it 2-I flex in the mirror more than you would think 3-I congratulate myself out-loud on a job well done 4-I rarely remember names, but always what a person was wearing 5-I've lost most of my shame as evidenced by most of my actions on a daily basis.

THINGS I DO WHEN I'M ALONE.....ALL ALONE: Pick my nose, sit-ups, more flexing in the mirror.....

I CAN'T LET GO OF: chips and salsa.

I HAVE OVERWHELMING URGES TO: punch someone in the face, buy a one way plane ticket somewhere - anywhere, snap at a stranger just because, slap everyone's backside, buy more and more jeans, scratch during movies and be on TV.

GIFTS I WOULD ACTUALLY LIKE: A gift-card to the RIGHT store, a cheesecake, movies I talk about all the time, a plane tickets, anything L.A.M.B., The Golden Girls DVDs and no one bothering me for a whole day. 

WHAT I THINK IS MOST IMPORTANT: loyalty, loyalty, loyalty.

VICES: Candy canes, charleston chews, pork chops, clothes, shoes, and people - I will ditch most anything to hang-out with those I love.

I GET NERVOUS...: on the first day of a new job, when approaching the airport before flying, around a crush, holding my purse in large crowds, having my arms and/or legs pinned down, when people run up the stairs behind me and walking past 15 yr olds with automatic weapons in third world countries.  

Hope you enjoyed it. I fully expect some comments so go ahead, hit me.