Tag! I’m It! Again.
Published May 8th, 2007 in It's Really Just All About Me....The beautiful and vivacious Movin’ Mom tagged me with with a “Habit/Fact” meme. I’m supposed to list 7 random facts/habits about myself. At the end of my post, I’m supposed to choose 7 people to tag and list their names. But, like I said, I’m not a big fan of tagging folks. If you’d like to participate — you’re more than welcome!
Habits? I got plenty. Facts in my life seem to be few and far between (except, it’s a fact that I have habits.)
1. Habit - there are several movies that I like and whenever I see them playing on cable… I have to watch them. I did it again this weekend. L.A. Mommy walked into the living room Sunday and I was watching The Hunt for Read October. I’ve seen it twenty times or more and still I watch it. I’m horrible. Ferris Bueller, Diehard, Girls Gone Wild #6, Aliens… I just can’t help watching them when they’re on!
2. Fact - some people dream of being an astronaut, some a fireman, but me? I was convinced I was going to move out to Hollywood and be a stuntman. Well, 1 outta 2 ain’t bad. And I’ll live longer. Speaking of favorite movies, I also HAVE to watch Burt Reynolds 70’s classic movie Hooper.
3. Habit - I have to be the last one to leave any function, any party, whenever more than 3 people gather. I think it’s because I know for a fact that as soon as I leave… all the fun stuff happens. And I just don’t want to miss out.
4. Fact - the sun and I don’t get along. I’m the king of sunburns. Since I was 3 years old, I had to dip my body in SPF 427. If I even see the sun on a television commercial, I’ll get a third degree burn. I wouldn’t be surprised if I’ve got a scorching case of skin cancer in my future. Hmm, that freckle on my calf is not looking good…
5. Habit - when I was a wee lad, I was scared shitless that the Boogey Man was hiding behind my shower curtain. Every time I would enter the bathroom, I had to check behind the shower curtain. Yeah, you guessed it — I still check behind the shower curtain for the random home invader.
6. Fact - I hate to write. It physically hurts me. I hate to think, too. And thinking usually leads to writing. Of course, I have a burning need to write on an almost daily basis, too. Does that mean I’m a masochist? However, I used to draw and paint. From the time I was a kid, all the way up through high school, everyone thought I would go to art school. But drawing and painting hurt worse than writing… and I managed to quit that. Now, I’d be lucky to scratch out a stick figure…
7. Habit - actually, my #6 fact makes me believe that my writing juuuuust might be a habit. I write blog posts, I write short film scripts, I write romantic comedy screenplays, I write dirty limericks on bathroom stall walls… I just can’t stop!
So, anyone else want to share their 7 Habits/Facts? I will steal an idea from Dan, and tag Dooce. She owes me one…
I always check behind the shower curtain too. In my house, the curtain is always open for that reason. If I go to someone else’s house, I always check. I also check behind me if I drop something in the shower, just. in. case.
Wow, you and I at the same party is going to be a treat….I dunno which one of us will leave last because I am the same way!
I’m with you about the SPF thing. I go outside for a second and I walk back in a crispy critter. Good thing the husband prefers his ladies pasty white.
So, was Woody as cute in person as he was on the telly?
I’m with you on number 3 too…but it’s often led to trouble.
Habits huh? I’m lousy with stupid habits. I may have to add this meme to my futures list.
Hey old man!
I have not been around in a while and I stop by to catch up, and I am tagged? I actually don’t mind it. Takes the pressure off me to write another bad, boring and long post about non-specific items of little or no importance. Some sort of viral house party here last week, and I spent a few days weeping on the bathroom floor followed by Modern Hubby, Modern Baby and then Modern Toddler. Never have I seen such carnage.
Nice that you met Woody, had i not grown up in Cali, I might have fallen over at your chance encounter, but I try to remind myself of my roots and pretend to not be impressed or starstruck cause I am posting a comment on the blog of someone who filled up Woody’s gas tank. i am so relaxed right now.
I am with you on the compulsive movie watching, Modern Hubby does not get my OCD like need to watch the same 20 or so movies over and over. It is a comfort thing for me. I have issues with change and at least my fav flicks will always end the same.
Now I feel like I should be paying you for this session. Sell crazy some place else, we are all stocked up here.
-R
ps thanks Alex, I’ll take “the longest blog comments ever posted” for $ 200 please…
he who writes on bathroom walls
rolls his shit in little balls
he who reads those words of wit
eats those little balls of shit.
um, sorry, couldn’t resist. you just dislodged that from the murky depths of my 10-year-old brain.
Yeah, writing is evil, isn’t it?
Personally, I had a problem with closets. But, unlike most children, this did not lead to me keeping the doors securely locked. I kept them open. Dunno why. I just did.