Feb 29, 2008

Slapped with a meme

Casual Slack invited me to participate in the Crazy 8's meme, let's all see if that was a mistake!
The thing about me is that there really aren't all that many things that inspire true passion in me, so let's call this things I am passionate about, or at least interested...

8 Things I’m Passionate About
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- My son Skyler
- Adopting animals instead of breeding
- Inclusion
- Good writing
- Most Sports
- Space program
- Discovery and History channel programs
- Treating others with respect and love


8 Things I Want to Do Before I Die -
- See Skyler live in his own place
- Go to Alaska
- Fly a fighter jet (or at least get a ride)
- Win the Lottery
- Have a place in the mountains
- Go back to Hawaii
- Take a hot air balloon ride
- Ride a zip line

8 Things I Say Often -
- What did you say?
- Fuck
- Stop rolling on that! Come!
- Damn it
- Want to go fool around?
- Shit
- What time were we supposed to be at (fill in blank)
- Use your words Skyler, tell me what you want

8 Books I’ve Read Recently -
- The life of Reilly
- Hate mail from Cheerleaders
- Adobe InDesighn classroom in a book...riviting...
That is it, not much of a book reader, not enough time.


8 Songs I Could Listen to Over and Over
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- Mona Lisa's and Mad Hatters, Indigo Girls
- Homeward Bound, The Brigham Young University Choir
- Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World, Isreal Kamakawiwo'ole
- You Got It, Whoopie Goldberg
- Willow, Joan Armatrading
- I wanna learn a love song, Harry Chapin
- Mr Tanner, Harry Chapin
- A Better Place To Be, Harry Chapin

8 Things That Attract Me to My Best Friends
- Humor
- Hugs
- Loyalty
- Compassion
- Similar interests
- They bath
- They would help me bury a body
- They wouldn't turn me in after helping my bury the body!

8 People I Think Should Do Crazy 8’s
I won't tag anybody, but would love to hear from all of you!

12 comments:

  1. InDesign is tits. If you've ever worked with Quark or RageMaker, you'll realize that InDesign is, well, tits.

    But I bet the plot is pretty thin.

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  2. Wow, Chris surpassed even Pistols in speed of turning a thread from serious to tits.

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  3. I wanna get laid on my 40th birthday. That's about as much of the meme as I can fill out today.

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  4. "Stop rolling on that! Come!"

    Oh, I love things that aren't dirty but sound dirty. tee hee hee hee...

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  5. Chris: I know tits. Tits was a friend of mine. InDesign sir, is not tits.

    Leonesse: I was so proud of him!

    Captain: Oddly enough my 40th was about my last time...

    Beckeye: I didn't even think of it as I was typing... Damn!

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  6. Okay, maybe not tits... How about "boss?" Or maybe "the bee's knees?"

    There's a gal that bartends near here that I've been mentally calling "Tits McGee" for months. As in, "Huh, I wonder where Tits McGee is. Isn't this her shift?" Ms. McGee (not her real name, for all I know) is a rather stacked young lady of impeccable manners and morals. I've never seen her without a smile, nor have I ever heard a swear word come out of her mouth. In other words, she's not the kind of person to call "Tits."

    You know, the problem with mentally giving people nicknames is that sooner or later, you're bound to actually call them that name to their face. It's gonna happen.

    It happened.

    I was standing at the bar, waiting for Tits to notice me standing there in dire need of a beer, when my wife wandered up to me. At the very moment my wife approached the bar, Tits came over. Having already had a few nifty glasses of ale, my brain was slightly addled. Or something. Anyway, I found myself trying to talk to both of them at the same time.

    "Hey," I said, motioning to Tits. At that moment my wife sat next to me. "Sugar," I said to my wife in way of salutation. The nice bartender lady started to turn away for some reason, so I called for her, ineptly calling her by my mental nickname, Tits. So, what she heard was...

    "Hey sugar tits!"

    Sadly, that's what my wife heard, too. And, of course, my brain realized what I'd just called the young lady and promptly froze up, so I was standing there, slack-jawed, drooling slightly, staring at Tits' tits...

    I got hit by both of them.

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  7. He he he, that is a wonderful story Chris! And I was just kidding, I use tits to describe something great all the time.

    The worst that I have ever been busted is at the grocery store. I was in line, leaning on the basket admiring a really fine butt in front of me. They opened another line a couple of places over, and my wife moved over there, called me 3 times before I "broke contact"...

    I was a dead man.

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  8. I've been meaning to pick up that Life of Riley book.

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  9. Hi Grant, I loaned my copy to GKL and she liked it a lot. Hate mail from cheerleaders is his followup book that is just as good. Rick is one of my favorite writers and people.

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  10. You and me doing a zipline! It's at the top of my to-do list and I've been thwarted 5 times now when trying to zip in Canada, Mexico, Hawaii and Utah (twice).

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  11. I'm in on the zipline thing too. And the lottery.

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