Well, I should be writing about how the fruit of my loins is nineteen months . . . and one day, or I should be noting that the fruit of my loins is missing because his beloved and sainted grandparents took him in the Underground Railroad Ford Explorer to freedom up north because after a six month process his mother was supposed to have a canal rooted through her tooth today only to hear 1.5 hours (and a bit of discomfort) into the procedure that she has to go to the dentist’s “special friend” (a.k.a. endodonist a.k.a. really really expensive dentist for people with stupid potentially-joined roots), and then she came home and experienced a whirlwind of temper tantrums, and the Gran wisely recognized that to retain grandparent status would mean the extraction of aforementioned tantrum thrower to neutral territory.

But instead I’m going to answer the meme from the absolutely fabulous, hot Latina Mama Y, my newest Internet friend.  Why?  Because she tagged me, and I’m not one to slack on a tag.

Meme:  list 6 weird habits/things/facts about yourself.  Which answering in itself seems weird:  why would one willingly share such items outloud, much less on the internet?  Because that’s what the WorldWideWeb was created for:  public self-humiliation and then rabid self-defense when someone calls you on it.

Fact 1:  I love John Denver.  I abhor James Taylor.  Why is that weird?  Because they’re THE SAME PERSON.  But John makes me think of warm fuzzies, and James makes me of trying to exfoliate with an S.O.S. pad.  I also like Neil Diamond though I am not a Vegas-frequenter/lounge-singer-follower/wearer of garish clothing.
Fact II:  If you were to turn on a soap opera and point out a character, I could tell you what relationships that character has been in on the show, what other shows they’ve been on, what relationships their character had been in on the other shows, what other shows those other partners have been/are in, and who they’ve been connected to in real life (both the actor and the actor’s character’s partners).  Confusing, eh?  And yet somehow I can keep it staight *AND* I barely ever watch daytime tv.  It’s a gift, really.  I can’t tell you who the first five Presidents of the U.S. were (and I’m a history major:  oy), but I can tell you that Nikolas on General Hospital is Nikolas number one but was replaced by Nikolas number two but then Nikolas number one replaced his replacee so he’s Nikolas number one and three and his character was married to Emily who is Emily number two because Emily number one left the show to become Joan of Arcadia  and Nikolas number one/three was going to be married to Courtney who was married to Jax who was married to Brenda who is on Vegas with Leo from All My Children who was married to Greenlee who in real life is married to Bob the Bachelor but in real life Nikolas number two is divorced from Eva Longoria who is on Desperate Housewives but was also on The Young and the Restless where her character . . . okay:  must get back to meme.

Fact C:  When my mom had Uncle Bubba, she gave me a baby doll so that way “mama has a baby, and Aj has a baby” (always with the distraction techniques – smart lady — which is why she currently has my child).  The baby’s name was Georger.   I don’t know what exactly how it came about.  I know that he was named after George Jefferson – seeing as how this floppy, white boy doll had so many similarities to the spunky, comedic curmudgeon.  But I didn’t want to “steal” George Jefferson’s name, so I made up a name in honor of him:  Georger.  Maybe he was George — and that much more.

Fact 5-1:  I can tell you all of the names of the United States in alphabetical order.  AND I can tell you all of the counties of Idaho in alphabetical order.  AND I can tell you what Idaho county a car is from.  Freaky deaky.

Fact Cinqo:  In second grade I was sick during the days that we learned “7+4″, “7+5″, and “8+5″, and to this day I do a quick count in my head or on my fingers instead of instictively knowing like I do with the other additions.  To get by when the teacher was watching and we weren’t supposed to use our fingers, I would count using the tips of the numbers (for the four – top and bottom of vertical line, right and  left of horizontal line; for the five – right and left of top line, top of backwards “c”, middle of backwards “c”, end of backwards  “c”).  I did this until some time in high school when I finally made myself realize how much they added up to:  it was a self-imposed learning block – loony loon.

Fact Number of members in Bono’s family:  If I could (i.e. had time and did not house a whirling dervish), I would organize my movies/music/books like they do at the library – i.e., I would have genre sections and then alphabetizing from there.  I don’t do this because time is lacking and Destructo Boy so loves throwing things off of shelves, but it doesn’t mean that in my head they aren’t organized . . . and put away . . . and not ripped or chewed on or gummy.

To Tag:

Aimless (c’mon:  you can work the dog poop story in there *somehow*)

Hubby (it’ll be a stretch, but nonetheless)

Gregg (tag back at ya)

Sarcastic Journalist (I’m sure you have tons of free time and energy to do this)

Oh, That’s Cute (with the bebe hormones goin’, you’ve gotta be having some sort of weird cravings)

Fashionable Chaos (you could write one for your brother and make it very bland, showing that he’s Class 1 dating material – gotta work it when you can!)

Random Remarks