Five Random Things About Me
I’m meme-ing it old style, kicking it like it’s 2005 (complete with 2005 slang!) thanks to Schmutzie. She tagged me to do a 5 Random Things Post when I was traveling and I’m finally getting around to doing it. Also, NaBloPoMo. Away we go.
Thing Number One
I am more superstitious than one might think. Just yesterday, I wanted it to rain, so I hung laundry out on the line and washed my car. I also left the dog bed outside and the lawn furniture cushions. Guess what? RAIN!
Some of my odder superstitions:
- Green cars and motorcycles are bad luck
- Driving on a bridge over a train crossing below? BAD LUCK
- You can anger the Traffic Gods by saying stupid things like “Hey, not much traffic today!” The ExMrStapler will never live down the time he said this near the Getty Center on the 405 and then we spent the next hour and a half trying to get to Pico Boulevard (about 6 miles).
Hm. All of my superstitions seem to involve cars.
Thing Number Two
Yes, my dog really is walking me. A couple times a week, people say “Who is walking who?” because I guess people say that to dog walkers all the time. But for the most part, I let Abbie choose her own direction. Why shouldn’t I? It’s her walk.
Thing Number Three
Even as a vegetable-loving vegetarian, there are some vegetables and vegetablish things I cannot stand: baby bok choy (how does one eat it, between the limp leaves and the crunchy base? It’s just nasty); shiitake mushrooms and those dried Chinese black mushrooms (they taste like meaty dirt to me) and, in most cases, okra.
Thing Number Four
I almost always have an earworm, a song playing over and over in my head. The worst was Eine Kleine Nachtmusik, which lasted six solid months and almost had me in tears. Delta Dawn also had a good long run, as Laurie can relate to, because she was equally afflicted. And Man in the Mirror has had repeat appearances.
Lately, sadly, it is this, because it is a horrible song. Pray for me.
Thing Number Five
The question that panics me most is “What are you passionate about?” My mind always goes blank. As a dilettante, I have trouble thinking of anything I do rising to the level of passion. None of it seems important enough. My question for people I have just met, when I want to get to know them, is “What do you REALLY like to do?” I love seeing their eyes light up as they think of things they enjoy doing. You can get people talking that way 95 percent of the time. I don’t know about that other 5 percent.
I just learned you can change text color in the WordPress editor. Someone hold me back.