Six Weird Things About Me

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Bazl from Nosumo.com tagged me, asking that I follow her post about six weird things about her with a post of my own.

THE RULES:
Each player of this game starts with 6 weird things about you. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don t forget to leave a comment that says you are tagged in their comments and tell them to read your blog.

Like Bazl, I really don’t comment on some peoples’ blogs enough to account for six. She did two, so I will do two as well. Maybe Kristen and Poppy.

Okay, my list-

1. I collect belches. Since I have had my domain for so long, I have amassed a hefty collection of digitally recorded belches. Gross, yeah. Often very funny. But collecting them makes me weird.
2. Wormholes gross me out. No, I’m not talking about Star Trek lore- I mean real trails left behind in rotting wood or ground where worms have blazed a trail. I have no idea why it makes my skin crawl, but it does. When I used to weld for a living, a flaw in the finished product could produce metallic “wormholes” in the surface of the weld, and it always creeped me out.
3. I was once the “best man” at a lesbian wedding. It was a beautiful civil ceremony between a co-worker of mine and her partner. I have lost contact with her over the years and often wonder how the “marriage” worked out.
4. When it comes to tear-jerker movies, I often roll my eyes, or worse, secretly take delight in the fact that the leading lady keeps botching her attempts to get the man of her dreams. But in the Spider-man movies, when Mary Jane calls Peter Parker “tiger” I get a little misty.
5. I think the dirtiest spot on any person’s body is the belly button. Watching anyone dig into their navel and pull out a wad of linty goodness would make me throw up in my mouth.
6. I am hopelessly fascinated at watching short-order cooks cooking over a large griddle with that long spatula. They cook everything with butter, are super quick with the orders, and skilled at their jobs. I find myself sometimes a little envious of their ability. Its one skill I secretly want to learn and master. But I would never want to be a short-order cook.