Monday, December 12, 2005

I'm it, had a fit, kissed a naked idiot.

Since Lo didn't call no give-backs, I thought about just tagging her back and giving five more little-known facts about her, but then I realized that she probably has just as much blackmail material on me, and less of a conscience to stop her from using it. It's one of the perks of being a big sister. So here are five little-known facts about me.

1) I used to run around the house in my underoos, cowboy boots and a dish towel for a cape pretending to be the bionic man. (I stopped doing that a year after graduating from BYU; it was really creeping my roommates out.)

2) When I was really young, I used to pull my hair out by the handfulls and eat it while I was asleep.

3) My favorite way to keep myself awake when I'm on road trips is by pulling nose hairs. If you can get the ones along the septum, and pull them nice and slow, it will wake you up in a big hurry. Plus it gives the cars you're driving past something to laugh about if they're watching you, because you really have to dig to get two fingers that far into your nose.

4) One of my buddies had me semi-convinced that I had travelled back in time four hours one night. He dragged it on for over 18 months before he told me the truth. But before he told me the truth, I had probably told over 200 people the story on at least 10 different occasions. (It's a very long story, and maybe fodder for a blog entry once I'm done with finals.)

5) Some day I'm going to try to get on Letterman's Stupid Human Tricks. My trick? I can fit 8 quarters up my nose at once.

One item of housekeeping. I've decided to adopt a rule my friend set on his blog (13 O'Clock) and declare that I will not permit the use of punctuation arranged in any way, shape or form to resemble a smiling, winking, tongue-sticking-out-ing, or otherwise cutsie human face. It's Mickey Mouse, and I don't like it, so I have decided to disallow it here. So make sure you don't do it here. I don't want to make fun of you for it, but I will if I have to.

6 comments:

Sister Pottymouth said...

VERY funny. You're a good writer--almost as good as Lorien. (Ha--I'm a big sister, as well as a little sister, so I know how to dish it out too.) And you're not nearly as funny-looking as Lorien said you were. I probably already said that, though, on a previous post. My apologies for repeating myself--it's one of those things you get to look forward to with age. At least I didn't leave any punctuation faces for you to mock ruthlessly.

Lorien said...

fine. no punctuation faces? I'll just give you the finger. see my blog, you big ape.

Lyle said...

Boy you crack me up.

Most people would be hard pressed to fit a penny up thier nose. BTW, remind me to never ask you to break a dollar for me. wink

The Dally Llama said...

Not only does it keep people from asking you to make change for them, I usually make two bucks every time I do it b/c I insist that others pony up the quarters, and they never want them back. Older quarters are better too b/c the ridges are worn down a little more. They don't chafe as much that way.

Um... I don't like it when dudes wink at me. Not too far removed from annoying punctuation emotion things. I don't approve.

Julie,

I'm alright with Lorien telling her married friends that I'm funny looking. She could tell them I have an ear growing out of the middle of my forehead, I don't care. I would, however, draw the line if she were to start telling single girls stuff like that. Unacceptable. But to the best of my knowledge, my big sis has got my back and the match maker instinct kicks in whenever she comes across cute single girls. All that time around Ann, and a few things are bound to rub off. Laws!

Lyle said...

Dallas,

I just could not resist the wink. I feel the same way about having people other than my wife wink at me.

ps. hope you aced the rest of your finals.

The Dally Llama said...

Lindsay,

Women have been communicating their emotions to others for centuries before the advent of webspeak (to the extent that they were ever able to figure their emotions out in the first place, that is). While on this blog, (which will likely be rare, who am I kidding?) you will just need to adapt, or I will tease you about it.

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