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Monday, August 18, 2008
Tagged by Minz
Here are the rules:
1. Link to the person who tagged you: Mindy Gale
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Write six random things about yourself.
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
5. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.
6. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.
(1) I love pickles but I hate cucumbers. My wife loves cucumbers but hates pickles.
(2) I am a golf fanatic, but the thing about golf that I love the most is golf architecture. In fact, if I were going into college right now, I'd get a degree in landscape architecture. If I happen to hit the Lotto despite not playing the Lotto (where my odds are only slightly worse than those who DO play), I will quit being a lawyer and will go back to school in landscape architecture, get a degree, then pester a golf course design company until I get a job.
(3) I have a serious, I'm-not-joking-even-though-people-always-assume-I'm joking problem with watching movies. Even hour-long Psych or Burn Notice is tough for me (Burn Notice less so this season because it kicks such royal can). I don't know what it is, but having to sit still and watch a two, maybe two-and-a-half hour flick is nearly unbearable for me. For instance. I bought The Prestige by accident last year when it came out (long story). Still haven't watched it. Luckily, no problems with reading a good thick book.
(4) I am a language snob. I look down on people who've never heard the term "bona fide", who think it is "for all intensive purposes" and who cannot tell the difference between plurals and possessives. I try not to be a jerk to their faces (and succeed most of the time), but it just gets my nerves a-janglin'. Why am I such a jerk?
(5) I am a jerk.
(6) One of the things I love best about my kids is catching that glimpse of what they'll look like in 20 years. It's a fleeting thing, a millisecond or less, but you see the adult, and it sets you back. Of course, when it's my girls, and I think about them being good-looking 17-year-olds, I have a mini-coronary, but then I push the worry down into that little room behind my spleen, where it can all come rushing out at once to overwhelm us in December 2018. When I'll be 40.
Six Five people tagged randomly: Charisa, Jenny, Trevor, Amy, Chelsea.
1. Link to the person who tagged you: Mindy Gale
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Write six random things about yourself.
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
5. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.
6. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.
(1) I love pickles but I hate cucumbers. My wife loves cucumbers but hates pickles.
(2) I am a golf fanatic, but the thing about golf that I love the most is golf architecture. In fact, if I were going into college right now, I'd get a degree in landscape architecture. If I happen to hit the Lotto despite not playing the Lotto (where my odds are only slightly worse than those who DO play), I will quit being a lawyer and will go back to school in landscape architecture, get a degree, then pester a golf course design company until I get a job.
(3) I have a serious, I'm-not-joking-even-though-people-always-assume-I'm joking problem with watching movies. Even hour-long Psych or Burn Notice is tough for me (Burn Notice less so this season because it kicks such royal can). I don't know what it is, but having to sit still and watch a two, maybe two-and-a-half hour flick is nearly unbearable for me. For instance. I bought The Prestige by accident last year when it came out (long story). Still haven't watched it. Luckily, no problems with reading a good thick book.
(4) I am a language snob. I look down on people who've never heard the term "bona fide", who think it is "for all intensive purposes" and who cannot tell the difference between plurals and possessives. I try not to be a jerk to their faces (and succeed most of the time), but it just gets my nerves a-janglin'. Why am I such a jerk?
(5) I am a jerk.
(6) One of the things I love best about my kids is catching that glimpse of what they'll look like in 20 years. It's a fleeting thing, a millisecond or less, but you see the adult, and it sets you back. Of course, when it's my girls, and I think about them being good-looking 17-year-olds, I have a mini-coronary, but then I push the worry down into that little room behind my spleen, where it can all come rushing out at once to overwhelm us in December 2018. When I'll be 40.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Friday, August 08, 2008
Gwen
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