Monday, March 05, 2007
I'm pressed for time and not in the mood to write anything substantive anyway, so I'll pick up a meme I recall spotting a few weeks ago over at the blog of one of Raymund's friends.
The title says it all.
(And blogging doesn't count!)
1. During the cooler parts of the year, I build up astounding amounts of static electricity as I walk around. More so as I drive. To keep myself from getting shocked, I will grab a key in my hand and touch it to something metal, watching the spark jump harmlessly from its tip. Otherwise, I will get a nasty shock as my finger (and sometimes my hand) moves on its own. Very unpleasant.
This is situational when I am on foot, but it is a winter habit when I get out of my car. (And yet from time to time, I will still get jolted on my calf if I stick my leg out of the car too quickly.)
2. The first thing I do in the morning is draw the blinds up so my cat Jerome can enjoy the sunshine from on top of my wife's dresser. You can see the cat, the dresser, and the window here. Jerome is the one on the left. He's 18 and pretty healthy for his age.
3. I hate unplanned telephone conversations so much that when I am home, I almost always have my wife answer the phone. Fortunately, she doesn't mind and even thinks it's kinda cute.
I'm one damned lucky curmudgeon.
Actually, I hate telephones in general. I have her do the calling for such things as ordering pizza, too!
4. As a sort of running joke, I email my slightly younger brother a new sign of increased physical decrepitude he can look forward to each year on his birthday. My favorite: "old man noises".
Hmmm. Come to think of it, I have another email to write soon!
5. I will go to great lengths to avoid big social gatherings I am not ready for. I once forgot about some contrived holiday snackfest my large employer was putting on, only to learn about it from a friendly acquaintance on my way back from lunch.
She, "Are you going to get some cookies and punch?"
I, pretending to be joking and doing my best expression of mock horror (which was easy), "No!"
I then went about a quarter mile out of my way to use another entrance to the building so I could ascend the elevators undetected.
(And: Chocolate fountains? Ick! That room reeked of sugar hours later.)
Honestly, that was one I would have dodged anyway, but being unready for it sounded especially unappealing to this not-wild-about-sweets introvert.
I normally don't tag people with memes, but if Raymund violates his one week rule, I will tag him with this one.