Hometown: The Roch, MI (aka. The Crotch, aka. Crotchscratcher, aka. Crotchmolester, aka. Rochester)
Currently Living: Clawson, MI
Height: 5'8
Weight: Ha ha, yeah right
Favorite Color: Blue (preferably navy)
Profession: Researcher
Favorite Nickname: Trick, Sloan
Favorite Drinks:Vodka Tonic, Guinness, Diet Dr. Pepper, Dirty Martinis, red wine
Favorite TV Show: Friends, Sex & The City, Project Runway, The Amazing Race, Iron Chef America
Least Favorite TV Show: A Baby Story, I Love Lucy, Martha Stewart, Everybody Loves Raymond, every hour long drama
Favorite Books: The History of Love, Beloved, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, Fight Club, A Prayer for Owen Meany, The of Being, SurUnbearable Lightness vivor, Empire Falls, The Corrections, The Bell Jar
Favorite Movies: Little Miss Sunshine, Anchorman, The 40 Year Old Virgin, Wordplay, American Beauty, Life is Beautiful, Amelie, Breakfast Club, Singin In The Rain, Sixteen Candles, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Sleeping Beauty, Dancer in the Dark, Duets, The Virgin Suicides, The Manchurian Candidate (1962), Austin Powers I, II & III, My Best Friends Wedding, Moulin Rouge, Tommy Boy, Billy Madison, The Shining, Gone With The Wind, Bridget Jones' Diary, Chicago, Love Actually
Guilty Pleasure Movies: Xanadu, Dirty Dancing, Overboard, Groundhog Day, Steel Magnolias, 10 Things I Hate About You, Bond movies, Footloose, Clue, Murder By Death, High Spirits, A Cinderella Story
What I Do Too Much: Check email, crossword puzzles, complain about my job to friends and family,
Obsessions: sushi, Indian food, ranch dressing, toenail polish, song lyrics, hands, awards shows, symmetry, avocados, maps, dreams, This American Life, the display in my car that tracks my MPG
Pet Peeves: loud eaters, slurping, gulping, arrogance, snoring, bad grammar, repetition, late mergers, ripping cardboard, the word "chunky", intolerance, couples in a restaurant sitting on the same side of a booth, pop-up ads, privacy manager, men that drive without shirts on, being foolish, unfairly jumping to conclusions, being made fun of, cat-calling, people who type too hard
Greatest Fear: crossing bridges
Relaxing Activites: late night drives to sing by myself, headstands, hot baths,
Wish I Was: Ansel Adams, Jenifer Aniston, in love, living alone
Prized Possessions: ring from my grandparents, flower pot of my Grandma's, electric blanket (temporarily broken), tongue scraper, my bed
Craziest Thing Ever Done: getting a tattoo, strip Jenga
Things I Eventually Want To Do: skydive, buy a guitar, learn how to play the aforementioned guitar, take flying lessons, travel to France, write a novel, learn how to play the harp, tap dancing lessons, run a marathon
Tuesday, October 29, 2002 No matter what I do. No matter what I say. Offend in every way....A few quick issues to clear up.
#1. I like babies. I really like little kids too. I just don't like seeing them born.
#2. Parini has wonderful grammar. Country grammar if you will. #3. Yes my blog is self-indulgent and self-aggrandizing. I've never made any pretenses that it wasn't. But don't forget that the only reason I started the blog was so that I wouldn't have to email everyone the same stories over and over again (yes, the cat's out of the bag. My motivation for the blog was sheer laziness).Just because I don't want to discuss things like politics doesn't mean that I don't have opinions or that I don't know where I stand on things. I just don't like preaching. In fact, I've added a new pet peeve. Intolerance. Everyone should have their own opinions about things. But I abhor when people are immutable and unwilling to accept other points of view other than their own. No one should ever make any one else feel bad becauseof their points of view. That just might be my biggest pet peeve. But it's pretty closely linked to arrogance, which is also a biggie.
Ok, serious stuff done. On my way to work today, the big rig driving behind me had Halloween decorations. It had a fake, face-first, flattened witch on the grill. It made me laugh everytime I looked in my rear view mirror.
So I think it's amusing that "pimps" have become kind of a token thing. There was a guy at the Halloween party I went to on Friday in a purple velour jumpsuit with leopard print edging, big shades and a big gold chain with a dollar sign. But do you know how many men I've seen seriously dressed in similar outfits on a daily basis? Have you ever seen a guy dressed in a full red leather outfit with platform shoes? Do you have any idea how many fedoras I've seen in the last 4 months? These are the perks of working in a VA Hospital. Another perk is all of the inappropriate comments you can get. If I had a penny for every sketchy comment I've gotten, I would own the hospital right now.
I can't write this while I'm watching TV because it ends up taking me and hour and a half. Hopefully I'll be headed out for a drink in a little while. Bye.
8:05 PM
