My name makes the anagram, "Lean, tiny jocks!" And somehow it seems appropriate.
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Smelling fabric softeners, correcting grammatical and orthographical errata, baseball, hot dogs, multiple desserts at once, cruising (or "cruishing," as it were) and Bora Bora. Oh, and tanning near the shuffleboard deck with a San Pellegrino and a good book... and by book, I mean hot dog. And by San Pellegrino, I also meant hot dog.
Norwegians, Dutchies, Belgians, Germans, and English-speakers with funny accents (and that is an objective criterion, natch). Big ups to anyone who would like to participate in TFF (Trashy Food Friday) events with me.
Neil Diamond. Like, for real. Anything dance-able, hum-able, or screech-able.
Best movie evs = "Drowning Mona." "9 to 5" is up there, too. "Downfall," "Grizzly Man," and documentaries in general. I also like "Problem Child," "Murder in the Hamptons," and Lifetime Originals, especially "Preggers at 15". And "SNAKES ON A PLANE!" What what
Baseball, sharks, snakes, PBS, and John Goodman-related things. Roseanne, Heathcliff, Bob L'Eponge!!!, Golden Girls, and Best Week Ever. Howevs, now that I'm in France, basically I'm enjoying everything on TF1 (bad US shows dubbed into French-- Crossing Jordan, anyone? Seventh Heaven?).
The Economist every week, Life of Pi, Invisible Man, Grapes of Wrath, In Cold Blood, Dracula (shut up), French junk for class, and whatever my mom sends me in the mail after she's done reading it for book club.
Mona Dearly. Jump splittaz Nick Swisher and Mary-o Whorres. And San Alejo for sparing Mario from a groin pull lo these many years.