- I become ridiculously excited by grocery shopping, cooking, and just looking through recipes. I learned to cook largely because I spent eight years as a vegan (I’m still vegetarian) and found it terribly difficult find good vegan food.
- I once backed into an SUV because it wasn’t a goat. I used to have pet goats who would just run around my house nibbling on my lawn, part of which was an alfalfa field. Before backing out of my garage, I would always glance into my rear-view mirror to be sure there wasn’t a goat in my driveway. One morning, I glanced back, saw no goats, put my car into reverse, and listened to the trunk of my car crumple against the SUV that I had seen but that my brain had entirely ignored because it wasn’t, indeed, a goat. The SUV was fine. So were the goats. My little Honda hybrid spent two weeks in the shop.
- My favorite local club is a leather bar, complete with a whipping wall. What can I say- the people there just act so much more “normal” than those at more traditional clubs and bars.
- Rick Finch, one of the founders of K.C. and the Sunshine Band, is sleeping in my bed. Okay, to be more accurate, he is sleeping in a bed that I bought and have not sold or given away, but that is located in a house that I no longer occupy. I do not sleep in the bed with Rick Finch; however, it sounds much more risqué when worded in the first fashion.
- I’m moving to Boston in June! I once spent a summer in Boston and absolutely loved it. It’ll be lovely to be back. Now, I just have to find a job…
As for tagging new people to complete the meme…. It seems most everyone I know has already been tagged (that’s what I get for waiting so long). So, my excuse is that I took virtual antibiotics and always virtually coughed into my virtual elbow and thus successfully avoided passing along the meme. Anyone who wants to catch the meme is welcome to have a lick of the lollypop that I carefully contaminated while I was sick, just in case.
6 comments:
So you're a vegan no more?
and listened to the trunk of my car crumple against the SUV that I had seen but that my brain had entirely ignored because it wasn’t, indeed, a goat.
Careful, the New age types'll start some tangents about 'reality'.
What can I say- the people there just act so much more “normal” than those at more traditional clubs and bars.
Que? How so?
Interesting stuff, my dear.
Love the bit about the lollipop, BTW.
Do you think you'll be able to find another leather bar with a whipping wall in Boston?
KA wrote:So you're a vegan no more?
Yep. I went to France and started eating cheese.... and didn't stop I still buy soymilk and the like when I'm at home, but I've become pretty "mainstream vegetarian" when I'm out and about.
Aviaa wrote:What can I say- the people there just act so much more “normal” than those at more traditional clubs and bars.
KA wrote: Que? How so?
They go to the club to dance and have fun. While I'm sure there are plenty of hook-ups and the like, it isn't the main, though generally covert, purpose of so many of the other clubs I've been to. It's not just about getting sex while pretending that you are actually interested in someone else.
watcher wrote:Do you think you'll be able to find another leather bar with a whipping wall in Boston?
I'd imagine that the per capita rate of leather bars with whipping walls is significantly higher in Boston than in Ohio. I shouldn't have any trouble. ;P
I'd imagine that the per capita rate of leather bars with whipping walls is significantly higher in Boston than in Ohio. I shouldn't have any trouble. ;P
Even more so in S.F (that's a guess, mind you).
Would said bar be Outland? I love their electrical equipment with the metal claws and things. It's like being 5 years old again and engaging in an incredibly hi-tech tickle fight.
Yeps-- said bar is indeed Outland.
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