Random Thought Of The Day #734

Day 734

Here is a list of things that you might or might not know about me:

1. I has a huge fondness for rollercoasters. When I go to amuserment parks, I really don't care about anything BUT riding as many coasters as possible.

2. I am not a big fan of dessert. I will probably opt for a 2nd serving of food over a dessert.

3. Whenever PlayBoyBunny would spend the night at my apartment (years ago), I had a tendency to shove her out of bed while I was still asleep. On at least 2 occasions, she woke me up by hitting me because I had shoved her out of the bed.

4. I once had a ghost that lived in my linen closet at that same apartment in Cleveland. It was an old woman. We developed a pretty good working relationship and she was really nice, but protective of me. She woke up at least 3 different girl that spent the night. They all told me about it the next morning. None of them were aware of the previous instances of a different girl being woken up by the ghost of an old woman.

5. I don't actually believe in ghosts. But the above was weird enough to suspend my skepticism in this case.

6. I'm a pretty good cook. When I cook. I enjoy cooking. I just don't really often think about it ahead of time to ensure I have the necessary ingredients to make whatever it is that I want to eat that particular day.

7. I was the captain of the drumline in highschool. Once, during a Columbus Day parade though downtown, I changed the taps on the band from Left foot to Right. Because I wanted to see the whole band skip.

8. I am a rather hardcore libertarian. And yes, Atlas Shrugged is one of my top 3 favorite books of all time. The movie version, however... was pretty bad. I haven't seen the Part II movie yet, so I can't comment.

9. I wanted to draw comic books as a kid. I wanted to write comic books as an adult. I still want to write a comic just to say that I have. I would probably engage in ritual human sacrifice in order to get the writing gig on X-Men or Uncanny.

10. I have a guilty pleasure of a handful of pop songs that I occasionally will indulge myself with. I then hate myself for enjoying them even momentarily. This is the one of only about 3 moments I have with any regularity that I would qualify as "self-loathing".

11. I played hockey from age 10 through about 19. I fucked up my knee (MCL) and that was the end of playing hockey. That was also when I began getting fat and letting myself get out of shape. I never entirely recovered from that when it came to motiviation for staying fit.

12. I would often go shooting at the gun range in Monroeville with my friend DrunkCop, TheTexan, and Whiskey. We would always momentarily pause when driving up the hill to it and ponder the gas savings of stopping a few hundred  yards before the gun club and engaging in our target practice as the Cornerstone TV station. We never acted upon this.

13. I once had 22 minutes in penalties in 1 hockey game due to fighting. During the same season, I was ejected from at least 5 games for fighting more than 2 opposing players at the same time. It was only a 16 game season. I finished that season with 4 goals, 8 assists, and 120 penalty minutes.

14. I have never driven west of Chicago. However, I have been in Hawaii once. They had Pineapple on their quarter pounders. It was weird.

15. I once skipped school with my friend Rage and drove to Toronto so that we could go to the Hockey Hall of Fame. While there, when we were finishing in the Trophy Room (which only has 1 way in and out), I told Rage to tell me when he was ready to leave. When he said he was done, I jumped the rope that blocked you from the Stanley Cup and gave it a hug and a kiss. We then ran out when security began chasing us. We finally made it out and then went and got beers at some pub right along the lake.  It wasn't until 3 years later that either of my parents found out about it.

16. The rough drafts for every paper I wrote between the ages of 16 and 20 were written on the back of Eat N Park placemats. Then they stopped giving out placemats. I got sad.

17. I had a girl try to move in with me on the 2nd date. I will be writing this story in the 2nd book.

18. I found that Kinkos will do just about anything you want them to with no questions asked. El Hefe and I once made fake IDs there. I made a fake college visit excuse for school. Whiskey, TheTexan, and I once walked in with a manilla folder from TheTexan's dad. He asked us to make copies. When we opened the folder in Kinkos, we found that it was design plans for a radar guidance system for an (if memory serves) F-18. It was also stamped "Eyes Only - Do Not Copy". The Kinkos guy didn't even flinch.

19. For as much as blondes would SEEM to be my thing, I've actually dated and slept with far more brunettes. I have only slept with/dated 4 blondes in my life. 3 of them were in a row too. I've had more brunettes & redheads than blondes.

20. If I had to choose only 3 things that I could eat every day for the rest of my life, it would be sushi (salmon sushi nigiri if I had to pick a specific kind), Filet Mignon, and Hoffbrauhaus Pretzels with Beer Cheese.

21. I once asked a cow for directions while stoned with El Hefe because we were lost near Slickville.

22. Whiskey & I installed the pool that was at the Climax on 22 out past New Alexandria. When they added the "pool service" and the "drive thru" to a strip club, you had to know it was going downhill.

23. When visiting El Hefe at his place in Oakland one afternoon, he found that his car was dead. Neither of us had jumper cables, so he grabbed 12 gauge speaker wiring from his house. We had my brother hold the wire in place and used it to jump his car. It was not the best idea.

24. I prefer anal to vaginal. And while I love getting head, I have only known a handful of girls in my life that have been able to get me off with their mouth. I can count them all on 1 hand.

25. I once exchanged phone numbers with a porn star that was doing the dancing tour thing. Where they go from city to city as the "headliner" for a weekend. We had some common interests. The next time she was in town, she called and I gave her a basic lesson on learning how to ice skate. She asked me if I'd teach her. She paid. It was pleasant. It also confused me. Strippers and porn stars aren't real people. They're forms of entertainment.