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
Wednesday, December 01, 2004 And she's sweet, so discreet, she's exactly what I need, not even make-believe, she's not so usual....So you know in the beginning of Amelie where they're describing Amelie, her parents, and her friends based on their likes and dislikes (skipping stones, cracking creme brulee, clinging swim trunks, etc.)? Well, I think that something I would have to include as my likes are new bottles of honey, ("Lisa aime les boteilles nouveaux du miel"). Before the lid gets all crusty and you can't open the cap and it all crystalizes at the bottom so that you have to bang it on the counter to get out a little dribble. The next time you go on a tea binge, I highly recommend splurging for the new bottle of honey.
Why Julia Roberts may eventually regret the name Phinneaus for her son:
Every person who takes any number of psychology classes, particularly biopsych, will have a certain number of hallmark scientific studies drilled into their brain (no pun intended). Like the ones where they severed people's corpus callosum and the two sides of their brain started working seperately? Or infamous H.M., the best documented study of anterograde amnesia? And then there was good old Phineas Gage. The railroad worker in the mid-1800's, who in a freak explosion, had a railroad spike go in under his chin, through his skull and brain and landing some 25-30 yards behind him. He recovered and ended up living for many years afterwards, except he became incredibly anti-social and violent. Leading researchers to believe that your frontal lobe contains the areas of your brain responsible for personality and rational thought, (which turns out to be pretty true). (Note: they actually have the iron stake and his skull in a museum at Harvard. Dorks). So if my son was named Phinneaus, I would probably try to steer him away from a career in ironworking and probably start lifting my feet everytime I went over railroad tracks.
