Six Weird Things About Yourself...

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As a "blogger" (see http://doubledeckerbuses.org/blog ) you get these things called "tags". One blogger "tags" you to blog about whatever they've tagged you with... Well, this time, my OWN WIFE tagged me... so I'm tagging all of you HERE! List SIX weird things about yourself... Here's mine... #1: I am far more comfortable in a three-piece suit than in jeans and a T-Shirt. Actually, I thoroughly enjoy "dressing up" in my 1812 soldiers uniforms for re-enacting... wool jacket, wool pants, big-silly-hat and all! Toss in the sword and packs and I'm in heaven. #2: For health and other reasons, I'm a teetotaler. I don't drink. Granted, and horribly enough, I'm a smoker (still) but en route to quitting. I'm not an ANTI-drinker though... it's just not for me for a few reasons. #3: I am familiar with most musicals... and enjoy showtunes and the old movie "extravaganzas". (No comments necessary from the peanut gallery.) #4: If I had one wish as to what to be referred to as a compliment, I'd kill to legitimately hear the word "Dashing" in reference to myself... although I sincerely doubt it will happen. #5: I seem to be going through "Facial Hair Puberty" at 40. I still only NEED to shave the cheeks and chin(s) once every week or so... but only now is this becoming a necessity... not a year ago, once every two-weeks was fine. On this note, when I do shave completely, I get "carded" for cigarettes all the time. (Translation: In Ontario, to purchase cigarettes, you must be 18 years of age or older... my face is such that without a beard or mustache, I apparently do NOT look my 39 years AT ALL.) #6: My sisters' nickname for me as a kid was Martha Ghoula. I have HONESTLY no idea why... To this day, both "sibs" still occasionally call me "Martha". Hey, it's okay... there's a fellow here at my office who NOW has the nickname "Debbie" and a running gag in my home is a fellow who is now known to us by the name "Stella". ...hmm... that last one screams of something out of a Monty Python skit... -- -- -- Dear Sir, I wish to complain in the strongest possible terms about the song which you have just broadcast, about the lumberjack who wears women's clothes. Many of my best friends are lumberjacks and only a few of them are transvestites. Yours faithfully, Brigadier Sir Charles Arthur Strong (Mrs.) PS I have never kissed the editor of the Radio Times. -- -- -- ..or Blackadder... -- -- -- Melchet: Well glaze my nipples and call me Rita! -- -- -- So, there's mine... c'mon, gimme SIX weird things about YOU!