Tag, you’re it. How annoying is it to read those words? More so for me with the inherent OCD qualities that my ASD brings to the table.
Tag, you’re it. It’s a disease. It’s just as annoying as the playground game from primary school, and just as unavoidable. But I got sucked in anyway.
Tag, I’m it.
Seven Things I Cannot Do
1. be truly nasty (sarcastic to the point of nasty, but not actually nasty)
2. leave an opening un-pounced-on in a conversation (more sarcasm)
3. not help (you ask, I help) (sometimes, you don’t ask, I help anyway)
4. ride a unicycle
6. be a proper clown (ref. 4 & 5)
7. leave well enough alone
Seven Movies I Watch Over and Over
1. Labyrinth (this was the beginning of my love of science fiction – and a fascinating soundtrack)
2. Pulp Fiction (more for Samuel L. Jackson than John Travolta)
3. almost anything starring John Cusack (we grew up together – not directly, but I grew up with Lane Meyer, Lloyd Dobler and Walter Gibson)
4. Dream A Little Dream (I wish a lot of kids could have the insight offered to Corey Feldman’s character)
5. almost anything starring Will Smith (good clean fun with plenty of action)
6. Breakfast Club (the truest representation of teen-life that I can remember)
7. everything my kids watch endlessly
Seven Songs I Play Over and Over
Depending on my mood, one CD may stay in the player for 2 weeks while I deliver parcels and pizzas therefore potentially 60+ hours a week, but sometimes the CD gets changed 5 times in a day.
I can’t do songs, only artists.
2. Johnny Cash
3. Will Smith
4. Billy Joel, Eagles, Queen, Eurythmics, Elton John, Dire Straits, Fleetwood Mac (They’re all different, but they all sit in the same mood category in my listening world)
6. Janet Jackson, Michael Jackson (they don’t quite deserve a category all to themselves but combined they do represent quite a bit of airtime – and they are equally eccentric and talented)
7. almost anything that was on the charts when I was in high school – first half of the ’80s
Seven Books I Read Over and Over
I rarely get to re-read books. This semester I have 7.9 kilograms (yes, 17.5 pounds) of new text books, but here goes.
1. Motor – I read it once a month and it’s always fresh and different (periodicals are like that)
2. Dictionary – I can’t spell worth a damn, plus most of the blogs I visit would never say happy and contented when supercalifragilisticexpialidocious is available to them
3. Dune series by Frank Herbert
4. Foundation series by Isaac Asimov
5. everything by Og Mandino
6. Biographies – complete, partial or humorous
7. novels that are made into movies. I’ve got dozens. I worked in a bookstore through high school and read Rambo as soon as I watched the movie. If the movie was true to the novel there would have been no sequel (hooray). John Rambo dies in the shoot out at the end.
Seven Things That Attract Me To Blogging
1. meeting new people who don’t smell bad (from this distance)
2. pretending I’m a wholesome family guy to a bunch of people who don’t know about what’s (who’s) buried in the backyard (did I tell you yet that I exaggerate)
3. it’s better than watching TV
4. if I say something offensive, it’s harder for you to get at me to smack me in the mouth
5. it gives me a fresh new audience for my tired old stories
6. the whole time management problem takes on a life of it’s own (oops, that’s not a good thing)
7. it has been a pivotal aspect of re-motivating myself to ride my bike
So there you go. That’s me in 35 paragraphs or less. If you add it to the pictures from my blog you’ve probably got the equivalent to a first draft of a best selling biography of BIG Mike.