About
I love changing my mind. I do it at least 12 times a day. I love new things. New people, new places, new experiences, just for the sake of having experienced them, for the sake of having the story, or something to say, or something to write about, or something to tell my grandchildren, or yours. Someday I might actually make something of myself, or I might just move to Kentucky, frequent the local Waffle House, learn to play the banjo and fish a lot. When I stick my tongue out I look like Gene Simmons from KISS. I love the way new books smell. 90% of the time I’m in conversation I’m secretly spelling everything you are saying in my head, and I tweeze my eyebrows too frequently. That’s part of the OCD I inherited from my mom. People often think that I’m Italian because I have dark skin, dark hair, and dark eyes, and I talk too loud and gesture too much, but I’m not. But, I get all of those things from my dad. He’s actually German. I enjoy surprising people, especially if it makes said people uncomfortable. My favorite past times, include but are not limited to, and in no particular order: writing, stating the obvious, humiliating arrogant men, drinking at completely inappropriate times and or places, saying inappropriate things, lying to complete strangers about things that make them go, “that’s unbelievable, but why would anyone lie about that?” collecting belt buckles, boxing, playing with my dog, and going to random dive bars and loading their juke boxes with horrible music just before leaving. That’s it. That’s me.
May 21, 2009 at 6:47 pm |
I read this elsehwere before, so wheres the new stuff?? (demanding little bastard, yes?) I KNEW you werent Italian, (quick, spell that) and stay inappropriate…maturity often means becoming appropriate ad nauseum…”well, you just don’t DO those things anymore…” Like making love in the back of the SUV in the Spring afternoon coolness at Mississippi Palisades when ya got it all to yourselves…despite being 30+ years outa hi school, fuck ‘em if they can’t take a joke…
yeah, iread it before…but it’s still good..never stop, we’re all waiting…
November 8, 2009 at 5:24 pm |
Loading up the juke box with horrible music and then leaving? Thats effin awesome youre so evil!