- I am a Skee-Ball fanatic. It's one of my favorite games! The last time I went to Gatti Town, I'm pretty sure I spent the entire time at the Skee-Ball game...and maybe one round of bumper cars. If you want my opinion (and you obviously do; you're reading my blog) Skee-Ball is a severely underrated arcade game. People's readiness to pass by the Skee-Ball machines actually works to my advantage. It never costs a lot of points/tokens to play, and a line never forms behind you. You can imagine my excitement upon discovering the Skee-Ball application for the iPhone. About two weeks ago, I was at work and had absolutely nothing to do; so I started to play Skee-Ball. By the end of my shift, I occupied all 10 high score slots. It took an entire week for anyone to knock me out of those positions. And no, I don't find this fact remotely pathetic.
- I love musicals. Half the time I'm driving around town, I'm listening to musicals. It's fairly bad ass. As I write this, I'm listening to the Avenue Q soundtrack. I've already listened to Hello Dolly. Every time I drive up to Indiana to visit my Dad or brother, I listen to Rent and Wicked (and perhaps some others, if the mood strikes me).
- Speaking of driving through Indiana, every time I drive through there I have to listen to Jim Gaffigan. That's where he's from, and he even has a song about people driving through Indiana. So I always feel it's appropriate to give him a shout out.
- I cry at strange movies. Children's movies (especially Pixar) make me cry on a regular basis. I think that I cried within the first 15 minutes of Wall-E, and continued to cry throughout the film. I also cry during Monsters' Inc. when they send Boo back to her room and she opens the door and says, "Kitty?" but he isn't there! I might cry while I'm typing this. I also cry during The Waterboy just because they are so mean to Adam Sandler.
- I have been known to alter my behavior on the off-chance that my life is like The Truman Show. It's typically when I'm in the middle of acting a fool, and I say to myself, "Oh no. What if my life is The Truman Show? Everyone is making fun of me right now," and I try to tone down my behavior. Once, I changed my pajamas because I just so happened to grab navy blue scrub pants and a navy blue shirt. I didn't want the "viewers like you" to make snap judgments on my fashion sense based on this isolated instance.
- I'm really anal about knowing the lyrics to songs. I always want to know exactly what they're saying. I think this may also play into the previos fact; when I'm singing along in my car I want to get the words right. I have been known to Google lyrics to find put my mind at ease.
- Speaking of singing in the car...I have no shame when it comes to this. I sing at the top of my lungs and sometimes I play the drums on the steering wheel and/or dashboard. I have a hard time not singing. When other people are in the car, I focus on not singing as much as I focus on the road.
- I am addicted to karaoke. If karaoke is going on, I have a really hard time not doing it.
- I'm ridiculously paranoid (mostly in regard to staying alone--burglars, rapists, etc.). If you could get hired for your ability to freak yourself out, I'd be making at least six figures.
- And now an example of my paranoia: I cannot sleep in a bed without some form of comforter (a quilt will do in worst case scenarios, but I prefer comforters). It doesn't matter how hot it is, either. When I was really young, I decided that if someone did break into the house I could lay really still and they wouldn't be able to see me if the comforter was thick enough. I actually have a friend who shares this philosophy with me. And yes, we both know that we're insane.
- If you've ever worked in food service, you know that sometimes you're instructed to greet people with some sort of offer. "Hello, would you like to try our whatever today?" Sometimes I feel bad when I say no. Sometimes I give in and get whatever they're hocking just so I don't disappoint them. I bought a piece of cinnamon swirl coffee cake at Starbucks just two days ago for this very reason. When I worked at Graeter's they always wanted me to offer things to people and I refused to do it. I just don't like putting that pressure on someone.
- Coincidentally, I have no idea why I worry about disappointing strangers (Starbucks employees, people in other cars on the road, etc.). I have no problem disappointing people I know. I got that coffee cake because I don't want to be that "bitch who didn't get the cinnamon swirl coffee cake," when all I am is someone who actually wanted a muffin. But, the coffee cake was really good so I guess it all worked out.
- I am an impulse buyer. I try to use U-Scan machines because there are less impulse items there than regular check lanes. I've gotten a lot better at this; I'm sort of proud of my progress in my impulse buying.
- Sometimes I play a game in my head called, "If Life Was a Musical." Here's how you play: Just think of songs that would fit perfectly with the conversation you're having. Sometimes, people just say things that immediately make me think of a song and I say to myself, "if life was a musical, we'd start singing that right now." I only play this game in my head, because if I did this in real life I would have no friends.
- My ability to memorize TV shows and movies comes in handy when I'm bored. Sometimes I just play episodes of Simpsons or Friends in my head to help pass the time. The trick is not laughing out loud, because then you look crazy.
- I love singing, I think this is pretty obvious from several other facts on this list. And I'm not half bad--I'm not going to be dropping an album anytime soon, but I can carry a tune. However, I'm not one of those people who randomly sings when no one else is singing as a means of compliment fishing. I hate when people do that. I purposefully ignore their singing because I know it pisses them off.
- I really enjoy listening to people's wedding plans (unless they have no taste). The interesting thing about this is that I don't fantasize about weddings.My friend got engaged the other day, so I began imagining creative ways to propose. However, none of these daydreams involved me. I have friends who are not engaged but can tell you exactly what they want their weddings to be like, and I have no idea.
- Actually, I take that back. Should I ever get married, I want to do so in the fall. Why? Because I don't like it when holidays (by which I mean gift-giving occasions) to run together. I always feel so sorry for people with birthdays near Christmas. I bet they get a lot of "combo" gifts; and that blows. So let's say I'm getting married, here are my holidays: Valentine's Day in February, my birthday in March, Mother's Day in May (should we decide to procreate), and Christmas in December. So you can see how a fall wedding would fit in perfectly.
- One of the greatest feelings is purchasing a CD that you can listen straight through. Usually there's at least one song you don't like. My respect for an artist increases exponentially if I can listen to their entire CD without hitting the skip button. My current obsession is Some Mad Hope by Matt Nathanson. Not only do I listen to it all the way through, but I could also listen to it on repeat. I try not to listen to it on repeat because I don't want to make myself sick of it.
- Sometimes I feel bad for McDonald's because people tend to give them a bad rep. I like McDonald's, I think it's good. Is it the best food ever? No. But it costs like $5, so why the hell is everyone complaining? You don't have to eat there. I should also mention that whenever I feel bad for McDonald's I remember that no matter what people say, they do a lot of business so there's no need to be upset.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Random Things Becomes a Trilogy
Today I realized something: it's been quite awhile since I posted a Random Things blog. Without further adieu, I present the third installment.
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