So, I'm supposed to describe five weird habits that I currently possess huh? I'd like to state for the record that I do not have any so-called 'weird habits" at all. I prefer to think of them as eccentricities that enhance my already prodigious charm. (It's these little distinctions that get me through my day to day.) Let's see how many I can think of.
First, I can't sit still. No. Really. If I'm seated for a length of time of over a minute, one of my legs starts to bounce. I don't even think about it, but after awhile I notice it. (My monitor usually starts rocking back and forth from the vibration. It's irritating, but I can't stop doing it.) As a matter of fact, I'm doing right now. Right foot is up on its ball, and the leg is bouncing up and down with around a half-inch travel at the knee. Dammit! Will you STOP? Not a chance.
Now for a little OCD action... I'm a stickler for the things that I carry around on my person. You know...the important stuff. Wallett, car key's, house key's, change, Zippo lighter, at least two backup lighter's, and my lock-blade razor knife. These are the things that I carry in my pants pockets, work or play, they're alway's with me. each evening, when I doff my britches, I leave all of these items inside my pants. When I arise the next morn, there they'll be. I'll choose a new pair of slacks, and load all of these important items from the previous day's pants into the new day's. (You know.. to ensure that I know where they're at. )
Onward ho! I refuse to listen to our national anthem when it's played on T.V. This is a problem for me as I'm a "sports fan". Baseball, Football, Auto Racing, I'm all about it. If I happen to catch the beginning of the "Event In Question", they'll nearly invariably play the "Star Spangled Banner" before things get truly under way. The problem is... I consider myself a Patriot. If I'm out at the park/stadium/raceway, I'm one of those guy's who is standing with his hat over his heart, and I'm singing along. Unfortunately, if I'm at the house, I'm compelled to do the same thing. I'd feel like a fool standing at attention in my living room saluting the flag, so I avoid it at all costs. Thank goodness for the remote control!
I have an aversion to the "swizzle stick"... You know, the little straw that the bartender puts in your mixed drink before presenting it to you. Generally they come in quantities of two or three. Sure, they're useful if you've orderred an actual "Mixed Drink", but I normally order my Bourbon "mixed" with Ice, so they're just not needed. I have a speech prepared for when this happens: "Look. I don't need no straws. I only suck three things: Tits, Clits, and Bottles of Beer so lay off." The female bartenders tend to like that statement the most.
The last item will just have to wait awhile... Building suspense and whatnot.
Posted by Johnny - Oh at December 11, 2005 11:06 PM | TrackBackI'm the exact opposite with swizzle sticks. If I don't have one or a straw, I ask for one. I have this desire to stir my drinks. I don't know why, but I do.
Posted by: Contagion at December 12, 2005 09:01 AMmaybe it's like my leg shaking thing... Just a nervous reaction or some such. I still think my answer covers all the bases. :^)
Posted by: Johnny - Oh at December 12, 2005 10:32 PMROFLMAO! Your last statment? I read that and remembered at the BEFR, Bou just walking into the room, looking at you and saying (completely deadpan) "What's that? Three things you've never seen?" The look on your face? Damn - she killed that room!!!!!
Oh - and thanks for playin' along darlin'!!
Posted by: Tammi at December 13, 2005 06:40 AMLOL! I was havin' the same flashback as Tammi :-D
Posted by: Harvey at December 13, 2005 10:04 PM... I do the same thing in my house during the national anthem... the standing with hand over heart, not the leg giggling....
Posted by: Eric at December 15, 2005 05:55 PMI read the last statement and thought, "Wait. I know that phrase!" ;-)