My friend Shannon (the Rev. Texas, to you!) tagged me in his blog for this more than week ago and I’m just now getting around to doing it. I guess it’s taking my mind off the yellow helmets the Steelers chose to go with tonight.
Here are zee rules:
1. Tell us eight things about yourself on your blog.
2. When you are done writing these eight things about yourself on your blog, you tag eight people and list their names to do the same thing.
3. Leave them a comment informing them they have been tagged, and to read your blog so they will know they have been tagged and are now “it.”
And away we go …
1. When I was born, I was so early that I didn’t have my left ear. It was this little flap of skin that hadn’t formed yet. It grew into a real ear eventually and you can’t even tell. You wouldn’t even know if it I didn’t tell you.
2. I have a profound weakness for Hello Kitty merchandise. Yes, I realize I’m almost 30 years old. Yes, I know it’s creepy. However, I can’t help it. My favorite item is a watch my Dad and Mom bought me.
3. Even though I know how it ends, I still get emotional at the end of “Major League.” You just feel so happy for the Indians. Especially when Bob Uecker says, “THE INDIANS WIN IT! THE INDIANS WIN IT! OH MY GODDDD THE INDIANS WIN IT!!” I realize this makes me … lame.
4. Despite my job, I know so painfully little about music and television people these days would consider cool. I saw about 15 minutes of “Sex and the City” before I decided it sucked and about six minutes of “Desperate Housewives” before I vomited. I’ve seen one complete episode of “Grey’s Anatomy” but thought it was obtuse an whiny. Don’t even get me started about music.
5. The only celebrity death that ever devastated me was David Brudnoy, the host of The David Brudnoy Show on WBZ Boston. When I found out that night in December (accidentally, as I was driving home from the Y) that he had 24 hours to live, I sat in my car, listened to his final interview and cried. His book, “Life Is Not a Rehearsal” is one of my favorite books. He is still an inspiration to me to this day.
6. I love to drive. I seriously don’t care about traffic. I found myself sitting on the Beltway one morning in wall to wall traffic and was smiling ear to ear.
7. I freak out when I’m in public at grammatically incorrect signs — especially apostrophe or quotation mark abuse. It causes me rage.
8. Though I’ve never been accused of having a “sunny” disposition, I tend to be one of the most optimistic people I know. Perhaps that’s stubbornness at refusing to admit something can’t or won’t work, but I tend to never dwell on the negatives. The example? The afternoon my father got sick, I sat in the lounge of the Intensive Care Unit and said, “He’s going to be fine. Less than six months. Less than six. He’ll be home.”
(Editor’s note: Dad will be home Thursday!!)
So, here’s where I’m supposed to leave comments on other people’s blogs and tag them … but I’m going to do it differently.
If you’re a reader and you feel inclined to do this, let me know. I’d love to see it. It’s fun. If you don’t want to do it, that’s OK, too. 🙂 I won’t judge you.