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Yes, at this time, I should be back in Florida. In fact, Britt and I should have landed in Orlando about 15 minutes ago. We’re probably on the tram going back to the main airport so we can pick up our luggage. Actually, we’re probably marching our asses as quickly as possible to the doors right OUTSIDE baggage claim so we can make out once or twice before picking up our bags.
There will be much recapping and rejoicing about BrittCon on Wednesday, I’m sure. Not tomorrow, because tomorrow is the start of the Summer of Love! A summer chock full of wonderful bloggity goodness and guest bloggers galore here on 2HT. Tomorrow my first guest blogger will be none other than Dave2 from Blogography! Very exciting indeed.
Because we won’t get back to Britt’s house until probably 1:30, I’m writing yet another post ahead of time. And yes, it’s another meme.
Snatched from the blog of Average Jane.
The ABCs of Me
Accent: I used to have a wicked New York accent, since that’s where I grew up. But when I moved to New Mexico at 15, and got a job at a radio station at 16, they forced me to lose the accent. There aren’t a whole lot of New Yawkahs in Alamogordo, New Mexico. I honestly don’t know what kind of accent I have now. I think it’s pretty “neutral” but your mileage may vary.
Breakfast or no breakfast: Breakfast. But I’m not one of those people that can eat breakfast the moment they wake up. First I have to have a couple of cups of coffee. Breakfast usually comes 2-3 hours after I get up.
Chore I don’t care for: That would be just about EVERY chore. That’s why they’re called chores, which is actually Latin for “shitty boring tasks.” I hate vacuuming. I hate doing dishes. I hate taking out the trash. I hate cleaning the bathroom. I hate it all.
Dog or Cat: None. I LIKE dogs and cats, just don’t have any pets.
Essential Electronics: My Dell laptop, LG cell phone, Tivo, and Nintendo Wii.
Favorite Cologne: Overall, through the years, it’s been Zavidoff’s Cool Water. But I also like Eternity.
Gold or Silver: Silver. I think gold is tacky. Unless you’re giving me a bunch of gold bricks, in which case I think they (and you) rock.
Handbag I carry most often: I prefer Gucchi. WTF am I saying? This meme is totally sexist!
Insomnia: Yes, muchly.
Job Title: Blogger extraordinnaire.
Kids: Two daughters, twins. Currently 21 years old.
Living Arrangements: Um, 1,400 square-foot house?
Most Admirable Trait: Honesty.
Naughtiest Childhood Behavior: Terminal smart-assery.
Overnight hospital stays: Fake arm pain when I was a kid.
Phobias: How much time do you have? Well, actually, I’m afraid of things but not a lot of them are debilitating. I used to be afraid of heights but working on 150-foot radar towers cured me of that. I suppose my biggest fear is speaking in public, though I’ve done it quite a few times. And apparently, I’ll be doing it again next month at BlogHer because I’ve been asked to lead the BlogHims discussion group.
Quote: “Everything on my blog is true, but not everything that’s true is on my blog.” - Karl Erikson
Reason to smile: My daughters.
Siblings: One sister, one brother, both younger.
Time I wake up: Generally? Between 8 and 10am.
Unusual Talent or Skill: I can tie my penis into a pretty pink bow. Course, I have to wrap it around my leg twice first. Oh, OK. I can move either of my eyes without moving the other one.
Vegetable I Refuse to Eat: Lima beans. Ewwwwww.
Worst Habit: Smoking. I used to bite my nails down to the quick but I finally quit that because I hear biting your nails causes cancer.
X-rays: Vision, yeah baby! Oh, wait…you probably mean have I had x-rays done of me? Of course, who hasn’t? Teeth, head, leg (when I tore ligaments in my left foot in Air Force tech school).
Yummy Stuff: Ben and Jerry’s ice cream, tiramisu, General Tso’s chicken (love Chinese food), and women. What? They taste yummy.
Zoo Animal I Like Most: It’s always about the monkeys.
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You don’t have to kiss up to monkeys, Dave won’t be here for hours.
I can tie my penis into a pretty purple bow.
Aw hell, I’m just going to copy/paste yours, because really there’s only about two or three I’d have to change.
WTF is it about not being able to get up and eat? (Definitely feel your pain there. I get barfy if I push it. Just can’t figure out why it takes two hours for the “system” to wake up.)
And Adam, I want photographic proof.
Chicka, haven’t you seen my drawings? They’re photorealistic.
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I was born in New York, but for a while I had a British accent because our next door neighbors were British and I used to hang with their kids. Now I have no accent at all. I think.
You sound like a Floridian.
sir…you are going to blogHER…i think a purse question is fair game.
relax, i kid.
Avitable - Purple? Did you visit the pedicurist again and pay her extra?
Chicka - Yeah, I need time for my belly to wake up.
Lynne - Steal away.
Finn - my daughters had a British accent for a while when they were little. Went to British school and everything. “Mummy, can I have some milk?”
Robin - I tend to sound like wherever I’m at at the time. Kind of a chameleon that way.
Ali - touche.
mmmm, I love Eternity for men.
By the way, I make the best Tiramisu ever.
I came all the way over here to see your souvenirs from the sex museum… sigh.
Ok, breakfast - Meeee too! Coffee first… then food.
The only reason I am fond of monkeys is because we went to the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo when Ethan was 3. This monkey took a liking to him and showed much affection by taking a long run and then slamming himself into the glass in front of Ethan. Poor kid almost wet himself. Bwahahahahaa.
Rock on… I fucking hate lima beans. No amount of salt and butter can make them taste any better, either.
At least after a couple of lima beans, you can rid the taste away with a nice tiramisu.
Oye, you and Avitable with your penises in bows….
I think I’ll go turn on my Roomba and let it vacuum my floor since I don’t do the vacuuming…
By the way…your quote is awesome!
Karl,
glad to hear that ya’ll made it home
and i do expect a full report on brittcon
~~~~~~~~PLAWYK~~BGWD~~
Dude. Did you come to NYC and not say hi to me? I feel like we might have to break up.
Adam, I have not. Send me some linkage.
Karl, why is it that when anyone says they’re from New York, most other people automatically assume 1) they mean NYC and 2) they have a thick accent.
I take on whatever accent is around me. I’m a blender-inner I am. Camou-flag-ie!
Chicka, clearly you don’t read my blog on a regular basis.
Adam, I’m a noob to the whole Avitable/Britt/Karl/Poppy/Dawg/MonkeyDave2 scene. (OK, I’ve stalked Poppy for awhile; now I’m branching out. Heh. And I get forgiveness points for having missed anyone!) I haven’t gone back in any archives on anybody yet…
Amy D - Alas, no museum of sex.
Marty - Blecch, lima beans. The devil’s legume.
Lisa - thanks, sometimes I can be almost smart. It’s scary.
Charlene - Oh there will be reports, no worries. And what is with the initials in your comments. What do those mean?
Sandra! ACK! Totally fucking spaced off that you’re in NYC now! Shit. Yeah, I was there Friday through yesterday.
Sorry, baby. I still love you. Looooong time.
Chicka - that’s because most New Yorkers DO have accents. But I’m with you on the chameleon thing.
Ok, Chicka, I guess you’re forgiven.
Mmmmm…I can cross one eye while keeping the other one straight.
Don’t ask me how I figured that out. You are the only other person I’ve come across that can do that too!
~ZZ
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You had pain in your fake arm? Weird!