8 things

A couple of weeks ago I was tagged by Stout Tales. I’ve been really slow at writing this, but it’s finally here.

1. As much as I talk about going number 2 and poo you might be surprised to know that in my beginning years I was not very fond of the whole operation. I was deathly afraid of going anywhere but my home toilet, so much so that I would force myself to go everyday before I left for school. My fear of public pooping was amplified while I was in High School as there were no doors on the stalls, which is absolutely ridiculous. It wasn’t till the end of my High School years that I conquered my public pooping problems. There was no defining moment or profound movement, I just realized at times there’s no stopping a freight train that is honking for it’s next stop, also everyone does it, whether at home or work.

2. Apple pie doesn’t really do any anything for me. Seems like most people love apple pie, but it just doesn’t thrill me. Everytime I mention this to my father he says “well you’ve never had a real apple pie” but everytime he says “here try this, now this is real apple pie” it tastes the same as all other apple pies I’ve eaten. I do agree that homemade crust is way better, but the apples and the cinnamon taste the same no matter where the pie was made.

3. I actually really like Ace of Base. Michelle can testify to this as we were singing “The Sign” in the car the other day.

4. I don’t see the point of walking in the park inside of a city. Ever girl I’ve dated always want to go walk around the park but I feel like it’s just fake nature. I’d rather be way out in the country where the air is truly still and the non-polluted breeze freely blows.

5. I can’t swim. Many of my friends know that but I’m sure some readers don’t. Every girlfriend I’ve had was determined to teach me how to swim. They have all failed. They all want to be ‘the one’ that gets the title of ‘taught a grown man how to swim’but all have fallen short. I don’t like water above my ankles so swimming pools and lakes pose a large problem for me. I would actually like to learn how to swim but I don’t think that girlfriends are the best teachers.

6. In childhood up till now I’ve had a healthy obsession with fire, knives and guns. I am living proof that there is a God since I have not yet majorly cut, burned or shot myself.

7. I hate the tiny ingrown hairs I get on my legs when I workout. What’s the deal with these things? It makes it look like I have sporadic leg pimples, but it’s not leg acne…I swear! It’s probably my massive muscles underneath the skin trying to push through my pores.

8. What did the zero say to the eight? ………………….. Nice belt.

7 Comments »

  1. momma said,

    June 27, 2007 @ 11:39 am

    Ahhh! The childhood issues have been addressed - or adult issues - oh heck, whatever!! Nice descriptions!!

  2. Jake said,

    June 27, 2007 @ 12:49 pm

    I agree with you 100% on apple pie… it’s nothing special.

  3. Phil said,

    June 27, 2007 @ 3:01 pm

    Berry pie is where it’s at.

  4. Phil said,

    June 27, 2007 @ 3:10 pm

    And why were there no stall doors! We had one bathroom like that. Hey everybody, look what I’m doin!

  5. EsoPhil said,

    June 27, 2007 @ 7:15 pm

    I vaguely remember those bathroom stalls. You’re right, it’s totally insane not to have some type of separation. I think my strategy was to go when there was a lesser chance of someone else coming in.

  6. mego said,

    June 28, 2007 @ 1:39 pm

    love # 8!

  7. Sarah said,

    July 1, 2007 @ 10:53 pm

    i’ve been waiting for this, you and your poop. no doors on the bathroom at pc? you kidding, girls would have had even more emotional breakdowns if we had to go through that.

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