Tag: Getting Personal

There's a survey making the rounds of the blogosphere. It has absolutely no redeeming social value. But that's part of the fun.

Some harmless self-indulgence. A tiny glimpse into another person's psyche (in this case, mine). And, not incidentally, a semi-legitimate way to fill white space on the weekend.

You know you'll be thinking of your own answers as you read. Please share.

Somebody's pSychological Survey

"Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal." Albert Camus

Three names you go by that won't give away your identity: Mom, Honey, Psycho Bitch (but in a nice way).

Three screen names you've had: SmartNFunny, LOSTHoney, CanIPLEASEJustBeOnlineWithoutSomeDufusAnnoyingMe.

Three physical things you like about yourself: my laugh, the right side of my brain, my smart-mouth.

Three physical things you don't like about yourself: my hump, the big wart on my chin and my cackle ... oh wait, that's wrong, I'm a Bitch, not a Witch.

Three parts of your heritage: Jewish. Royalty. What else matters?

Three things you are wearing right now: my wedding ring, my dignity and ... forget it, this is a question aimed at singles.

Three favorite bands/musical artists: Billy Joel, Van Morrison, Bruce. What, like anybody else comes close.

Three favorite songs: Fire, sung by Bruce, the Pointer Sisters or Robin Williams as Elmer Fudd. Crazy (like that's a stretch) by Patsy Cline. And At Last by Etta James. If you haven't guessed, people generally view my music collection with an A Ha! and a What The?? Hey, I'm a Boomer. We have impeccable taste in greatness and schlock.

Three things you want in a relationship: humor, heat, humdrum. Don't knock it til you've laughed, loved and then put your feet up with a good book.

Three physical things about the preferred sex that appeal to you: Wow. That's a nicely phrased heterosexual question. My answer: Clean lean hands, broad shoulders (physically and metaphysically), and the ability to dance under a Marguerita spell on a beach.

Three of your favorite hobbies: reading, writing, shopping. Wait, that last one was a mistake. Really. Just let me get my credit card out of the keyboard and I'll change it to sailing.

Three things you want to do really badly right now: eat Twizzlers, listen to music, write ... wait, I'm already doing that. If I wanted to do something else, why would I be sitting here.

Three things that scare you: drunk people, hostile people and I'm not telling you the third one.

Three of your everyday essentials: Thinking about my son. Making the bed. Pepsi. In that order.

Three careers you have considered/are considering: I have, in fact, done them all. Unless you count Miss America or Secretary of State.

Three places you want to go on vacation: Tahiti, Paris, Alaska. That was a straight answer, don't ask why.

Three kids' names you like: Dude, Puppy, Chica.

Three ways you are stereotypically a boy: I love baseball. I won't drink beer out of a glass. And I drive fast. I mean Really fast. Oh, and I hate to cook. So that's four, big deal, what boy ever followed directions?

Three ways you are stereotypically a girl: I eat like one. I walk like one. I don't get a headache from shopping.

Three celeb crushes: Paul Newman, Aaron Sorkin, Jerry Orbach (RIP). Note: the only celeb with big lips I can even stand to look at is Mick, and at least his are real.

Three things you want to do before you die: become a cool grandmother (not for a while yet, OKAY), publish the damn book already, see a cure for Cancer and Republicans.

Three people I'm tagging next:

Cindy Lou http://www.cynthiajohnston.blogspot.com/
BlondeSense http://blondesense.blogspot.com/
Matt http://www.tatteredcoat.com/