Saturday, February 10, 2007

Tagged, and I'm it!

The Wandering Author (my apologies, good sir, for not including a link to your blog here, as I've yet to figure that particular tool out) has tagged me with a meme asking for a blogging post on six weird habits or things one has. Well, let's see what I can share without getting into TMI....

  1. I never say "I'm sorry". Check that; I only say "I'm sorry" when I hear of news that someone has died or has a terminal disease. I once read a book on communication that discussed in part how meaningless that phrase has become. People use the phrase all the time for everything from apologizing when bumping into someone in a crowded store to asking for someone to repeat something you didn't hear to just hearing any kind of not-great news. When I hurt someone's feelings or make a faux pas, I apologize by saying "Please forgive me..." or "I so regret...". When I can't hear what someone said, I simply ask them if they'd mind repeating themselves since I couldn't hear well. If I hear anything that's run of the mill bad news, I empathize and ask if I can help. But in most cases, "I'm sorry" no longer works for me.
  2. I cannot stifle my sense of humor. It might not always come out on WAD, but I was for a time here in Denver a would-be stand-up comic and a performing member of an improv comedy troupe. I actually did some shows with the troupe, but I was only able to do ten minutes of material for my stand-up workshop classmates. Our teacher informed us that while you might get paid $50 for a 10-minute spot on stage, that only works out to about fitty cents an hour when you add up the time you spent writing those jokes. At the time, I already had an energy -intensive job that paid beans: it's called architecture. Having this habit means that Guy and I will pop off joke lines to each other in the middle of a fight. I interject one-liners into serious meetings without blinking. I even told jokes after my dad's funeral.
  3. Speaking of Dad, I still have the gloves and watch he was wearing when he died ten years ago. It's a Timex, and the last I checked, it was still running on Eastern Standard Time.
  4. I also own a leather bullwhip. I originally bought it to go with a dominatrix costume I wore one Halloween in grad school, but I've kept it around since then. Not sure why. I suppose I should have brought it to all the budget meetings we had on Wheatlands Hospital. Between the whip and my vinyl corset and pants, maybe we could have kept the skylights in....
  5. According to Guy, I jiggle/zigzag my jaw slightly in conversation. I don't even know I'm doing it. Guy says my teeth click slightly and my jaw just goes leftrightleft really quickly. I'll do it, and he'll point at my head and exclaim, "There it was again!" and I still don't remember doing it even though I just did it.
  6. If my hair has any length on it, I pick out a lock of hair and twirl and twist it incessantly. People ask me if I do it when I'm nervous, or thinking, or whatever. While my anxiety levels may increase how much I do it, I do it all the time. It's not so much that I twirl it if I'm sad or happy or angry. I've concluded that I do it when I'm awake.

I don't know that I have 6 friends online to tag for this, especially since WA already tagged Miss Kitty over at Educated and Poor. Other people that I would tag don't have blogs. So, I suppose I'd like to have people comment on my blog and share one odd thing about themselves. Anyone?

4 comments:

Sarge said...

If I had my own blog, you could tag me, but in the mean time...

I enjoy writing my own computer program equally as much as I enjoy drawing my own piece of artwork. I find both activities thoroughly satisfying, even if both create a few frustrations for me in the process. And, although I rarely admit it to others, I'm *very* proud of my own creations.

Miss Kitty said...

Hmmm. I guess this is stuff for people who don't know you. I knew all this stuff already, but then again, that's my job as your sister.

<:3(___)~ Captain Obvious said...

One odd thing about myself:

I speak to strangers and they get the feeling that we know each other since childhood, I've been told. I never knew that until last week or so. Interesting.

Wilderness Gina said...

What? Do I have to pick one? This will take some thought. I have so many bad habits, even more wierd habits. I also have that often inappropriate sence of humor. Working on my first High Rise (cir. 1981-82) the drywall foreman and I started every morning telling eachother at least one joke. I was known in my family at the comedian...I even look funny!