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Nosy Meme

I have no idea where I swiped this from, but here you go: a little dose of cynicism… and some of my personality.

How old do you look?
I don’t know, you tell me. I have a monkey with a firecracker on my shirt. That pretty much says it all.
Erik

Where do you live?
In my own little world, apparently. (See the above picture.)

Are you waiting for something?
The aliens. To come back. Looking for their buddy, Jesus. Whom they ditched here because he was being a jerk while they were visiting Earth. During their drunken Spring Break.

What’s one pet peeve of yours that is not common?
Not leaving a new roll of toilet paper out for the next use when the current roll is really close to being out. I guess I have tissue issues.

Last text message you received, what’d it say?
“K love u”

Can you handle the truth?
The real question is: Can you?

Did you cry today?
My nasolacrimal ducts were working overtime with my sinuses being all jacked up. But I didn’t cry for emotional reasons, if that’s what you mean.

Do you hate the last person you had a conversation with?
No. There are parts of myself I don’t like, but I don’t hate myself.

Do you want kids?
I never had the desire to want kids. But I have three of them via the Husbear.

Have you ever thought about converting your religion?
If I had religion. But into what? Pure energy? That would be a lot more useful.

Last shocking news you heard?
That Apple hasn’t created a product called the iCock. I bet it would have a slick user interface.

What was the last thing you drank?
At the moment: Two fingers of Svedka vodka. With some Diet Cherry 7-Up.

Last person you hugged?
My Husbear.

Whom do you most look like in your family?
Funny story about that. The Husbear and a few others say I look like my father. Funny thing is: I’m adopted.

Did you dream last night?
I dream every night. Most are unpleasant. I should probably blog about them more often.

How many piercings do you have?
Zero. I have been entertaining the idea of getting a new one as of late, but I doubt I will.

If you could have something right now, anything, what would it be?
To not have issues with people touching my belly. And less of a pooch on my belly as well.

Does anyone call you babe?
Not that I’m aware of. But I’ve got you….

Where does most of your family live?
Biological? I have no idea. Adopted? In Florida. Accepted? Here, surrounding me in Arkansas.

Where did you grow up?
Some would say I haven’t. And in some places I still grow on occasion.

Where do you want to go on vacation?
I’d like to go visit Australia and New Zealand. Maybe Canada and England, when it’s warm. Although there are PLENTY of places here in the States I’d still like to go see.

Have you broken a bone?
A Greenstick fracture of the distal ulna in my left arm when I was a pre-teen as a result of falling off a cliff that I was attempting to climb. And since I’ve lost some weight over the last few months, I think I may have broken a rib at some point in my life. I have one that seems to jut out farther than the others.

What did you receive for Valentine’s Day?
Just what I needed from my Husbear: his continuing love.

Have you ever had a panic attack?
Yes. A large crowd is usually involved. I don’t do crowds well.

Can you sleep in jeans?
I used to sleep clothed, pre-Husbear. He retrained me.

What can’t you wait for?
The End Of The World As We Know It.

When’s the last time you told someone you loved them and meant it?
About 40 minutes ago, when I tucked the Husbear into bed.

Have your parents ever smoked pot?
It would be naive of me to say no. They grew up in the sixties after all. But they’ve never talked about it, and I’ve never asked.

Want someone back in your life?
I’m okay without them at the moment, so I would have to say no.

Do you live near your most recent ex?
I’ve not ever had someone I would consider to be an “ex”, so I guess not.

Are you good at giving directions?
I tend not to be overly vocal during sex. Oh, that’s not what you meant?

What do you order at the bar?
A ruffie colada for the cutest guy.

When was the last time you cried really, really hard?
I have no idea. I don’t remember. I built up a wall around that emotion.

Whom was your last text from?
The Husbear.

Ever licked someone’s cheek?
Yes. All four of them. And I think they were all equally hairy.

What is your favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?
Well…. I like to spend hours licking it off of, er, something.

Where were you on July 4th, 2009?
The Husbear and I were in Memphis at Sammy and Matt’s home with friends.

What body part(s) do you wash first in the shower?
My hair/scalp.

Have you ever kissed anyone who’s name started with a D?
Yes. Come to think about it, I think I’m only missing “Q”, “Y”, and “Z”.

Do you prefer warm or cold weather?
Warm. Cold weather can just suck it! I’m done with cold.

What do you currently hear right now?
Captain Janeway telling someone to “Stand down”.

Does someone like you right now?
I’m sure someone out there must. I’m assuming since you’re reading my blathering, you must.

Could you go out in public looking like you do now?
Yes. But the police would probably become involved. Again.

What are your nicknames?
The Husbear calls me “BabyBear”. That’s the only one I have, that I’m aware of. I’m sure a lot of people call me other things under their breath and when I’m not around.

On your sex interests, where do you like them to have piercings?
I’ve personally never been a fan of the piercings. They just don’t do “it” for me. Odd, considering what I do for a living.

If you could go any place in the world right now, where would you go?
Hmm… I don’t know.

Have you ever made someone so mad that they broke something?
Yes.

What is your favorite color?
Name that color:

If you could go back in time, how far back would you go?
I’d go so far back that I’d loop around to the future and come back to now.

Until next time...
Erik

The 6 Ws meme

Stolen from Chris at My 2 Cents, but with some updated “Why” questions from Ur-Spo at Spo-Reflections.

Here is the the 6 Ws meme.

Who…
…is easy to love? Define “love”. There’s a whole lot of “love” going around at some events I’ve been to. I’d say they were all easy.
…do you just wanna smack? With what? And where?
…do you trust? Very few humans. And my cats.
…do you talk to when you’re alone? One of my multiple personalities.

What…
…dangerous things do you do while driving? Eat, pick my nose, and look for songs on my iPhone. I used to text, but that’s illegal now in Arkansas.
…are you allergic to? Mushrooms. The kind you eat on pizza.
…is Satan’s last name? I know for a fact that it’s Rubright.
…is the freakiest thing in your house? Besides my Husbear?

Where…
…are your pants? Around my ankles.
…is your last will and testament? A copy is in a file cabinet, another copy is with the attorney.
…is your junk food stash? In my pants. Would you like a piece?
…is Carmen Sandiego? She was in Amsterdam, where she undertook gender-reassignment surgery. He is now known as “Carmen Losangeles”.

When…
…is it time to turn over a new leaf? When the old leaf is no longer clean.
…will you be all that you can be? According to the propaganda, when I join the Army. Which will never happen.
…is enough enough? When there’s eight.
…do you go to the dark side? Quite often. Actually, it’s better to ask when do I go to the not-dark side.

Why…
…was the Lone Ranger alone? He wasn’t alone. He had Tonto. Besides, I always defined lone as “being the only one”, as in he was the Only Ranger. Had he been alone, he would have been called the “Alone Ranger”.
…was The Scarlet Letter scarlet? Supposedly it was an uppercase letter “A” in red that Puritans, being as “fun” as they were, required adulterers to wear it. So yes, it was.
…are musicians sexy and plumbers not? I’ve seen some sexy plumbers. In pictures only, of course. And I’ve seen some not sexy musicians: Lyle Lovett.
…are there no seat belts on school buses? Because children should learn early about survival of the fittest, and what a better way than the transport they take 10 times a week?
…do people feel obliged to turn in front of you, rather than wait until you pass and the coast is clear? Argh! I have no idea. Is it wrong I speed up and ride their ass after they do that?
…does the porridge bird lay its egg in the air? I think there’s an urban dictionary entry for “porridge bird” as the “money shot”. That makes more sense, and solves that philosophical debate.
…didn’t “ea” as seen in words like steak and great not compact during the “Great Vowel Shift” in time of Middle English? You mean their not spelled “stake” and “grate”? Damn phonics failed me again.
…if happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow why or why can’t I? Because the rainbow always keeps moving based on the direction of the sun and the position of our eye. So as we watch the bluebirds fly, they can fly past the rainbow based on our POV. But as we move, the rainbow moves, until the angle changes to such an extent that the rainbow disappears.

Would you…
…swim the English Channel for a doughnut and coffee? If not that, what? What am I, a cop? snicker]
…forgive someone who deliberately hurt you? I have. But I didn’t forget. And I also plotted their doom.
…rather believe a lie if it hurt you less than the truth? Isn’t that the basis of ALL organized religions?
…you still be alive if you were sucked out of an airplane window? Stupid Bernoulli effect and getting sucked out of airplanes. Yes is the technical answer. It’s the sudden stop from the fall that usually kills you.


Because that’s how I roll. Or stand, as it may be.
And I am wearing my hat because Alexander doesn’t like faux-hawks. 😉

Until next time...
Erik

Blog Blizzard Meme (dripping with sarcasm)

It’s 28 degrees out right now. I’m so dang cold. I wish my fur wasn’t ornamental!

Today’s meme is brought to you by YvesPaul at Melodramatic Diary of a Cynic.

1. An unexpected blizzard occurs. The power goes out for 10 days. There is no food in the house, no gas in the car, no heat, no TV, no computer, nada! You are snowed in and can’t get to the store for supplies. How would you survive? How would you get out of this mess?

Our power goes out that much all the time here. I live in Arkansas, remember? But no gas in the car? How is that related to the others? Although I guess if we had so much snow that I couldn’t get out of the house, I’m sure my driveway would be near impassible anyway. If the power went out, we’d have no water since we have a well. And if we didn’t have water, that would mean eating snow. I’m not big on that idea. Unless maybe I had some of that purple sugary stuff to add to it. And if we had no food? Well, I guess a diet wouldn’t hurt. But NO heat? Hell to the no! We removed our wood-burning snow a couple years ago. I guess I’d have to reinstall it. Or fashion me some snowshoes out of a couple frying pans and trek my way into town.

2. Tell us about your last snowball fight.

I can honestly say I don’t remember having a snowball fight. I’m not much into snowballing.

3. You have been asked to make a snowman. What is his name?

Why must we be anthropomorphizing everything? I guess if I had to name him, it would be something like “Quetzalcoatl”. That sounds like a good name for a snowman. As he melts, he could do a little self-reflection.

4. I have mountains of snow outside my door. I would like to make snow soup. What is the recipe?

Why the hell would you make snow soup? Why not pull some Campbell’s Chunky out of the cabinet? And wouldn’t melted snow just be water? How is that soup?

5. It is Day 5 of the Big Blog Blizzard. You have been hunkered down for a very long time and in danger of losing your sanity. Your blog neighbors (that would be us) come callin’ to see if you’re OK. We peek in the window. What do we see? What are you doing in there?

I lost my sanity a long time ago. And how is it that you can get to my house, but I can’t get out? What’s up with that? And why are you peeking in my windows? You’d probably see the Husbear running around the house nekkid. And me bundled up like an Eskimo.

6. Who is the flakiest snowflake in your life?

I don’t know, but I would recommend “Head & Shoulders”.

7. You are Snow White. Which dwarf is your favorite and why?

How is this question even related? Aside from the word “snow” in her name? I’ve been called “Lily White”, and perhaps vanilla. But never “Snow White”. And do they like to be called “dwarfs”? That doesn’t seem very P.C. to me. “Vertically Challenged” seems more better. I don’t know that I have a favorite dwarf. They seem so callous and gruff. And I like my callous and gruff men tall.

8. What is the most fun you’ve ever had inside during a snowstorm?

Besides scratching myself occasionally while the DirecTV faded in and out because of the snow? If the power is out, I wouldn’t have any porn to watch. My phone would likely be dead. The Husbear would have had his 3 30 minutes of fun already. I guess I’d have to hunker down and actually find a physical book to read.

9. What was Jack Frost nipping at?

I actually know someone whose parents were cruel enough to name him Jack Frost. I’m not sure what bong water they drank when they thought it would be a great name. He hates it. I think he finally changed it to “Early”. As for what he was nipping at? Besides the bottle? Probably all the bits of me that stay bundled up when the weather gets below 55 degrees.

10. Due to blobal warming (that’s blog + global for all you non-blog speakers) your snowman has prematurely melted. What was his last request?

Another premature man. What’s with that? I’m guessing his last request would be to tell Argentina not to cry for him. The tell them the truth is he never left them. Through all his wild days. His mad existence. He kept his promise. Don’t keep their distance.

Until next time...
Erik

Kreativ Blogger Award meme

Took me a while to post this. I’ve been busy. Yeah, that’s it. Busy.

It seems all of this meme is really about #4 anyway. Oh, and recognizing your peers.

In order to receive the award, there are some rules to follow:

1. Thank the person who nominated you for this award.
2. Copy the logo and place it on your blog.
3. Link to the person who nominated you for this award.
4. Name 7 things about yourself that people might find interesting.
5. Nominate 7 Kreativ Bloggers.
6. Post links to the 7 blogs you nominate.
7. Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know they have been nominated.

1. Thank the person who nominated you for this award.
Thank you to both Jim and YvesPaul!

2. Copy the logo and place it on your blog.
There appears to be two different logos? This one is from Jim:
Kreativ Blogger Award, logo 2

And this one if from YvesPaul:
Kreativ Blogger Award, logo 1

I think I like the one YvesPaul has better. It looks a lot more “Kreativ”. And a lot less like Grandma threw up.

3. Link to the person who nominated you for this award.
Both Jim and YvesPaul “nominated” me with the “Kreativ Blogger Award”.

4. Name 7 things about yourself that people might find interesting.

  1. I have extremely flat feet. To the point I used to wear (and am supposed to still wear) custom corrective arches.
  2. I got my first tattoo in 1995. It was more than a decade before I got my next one.
  3. I am nearsighted. Extremely. Anything more than 7 inches away from my eye is blurry. A foot or more away and it’s like the blocked-out faces on “Cops”.
  4. I mentally re-write the lyrics to most songs… in my head. And then I can never hear the original lyrics when the real song actually plays, I just hear mine.
  5. I had both my nipples pierced in the past. Hated the piercings; twas not for me.
  6. I used to have a hard time getting rid of things/throwing things out. I’ve gotten a lot better “simplifying” in the last couple of years.
  7. For some unknown reason I posted this picture on Twitter/Facebook the other night. I think I was having a psychotic moment. I guess I should consider it an incentive to do push-ups… or something. (Update: Apparently the image was posted to guyswithiphones.com at some point. Embarrassment x10! I guess that’s how the Internet works….)



5. Nominate 7 Kreativ Bloggers.
I’m fairly certain this has already hit almost every blog on the planet. I’m just late to the party. So I’ll be nice and say all the blogs I follow. Because they are all awesome. 😉

6. Post links to the 7 blogs you nominate.
See #5.

7. Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know they have been nominated.
Why aren’t numbers 5, 6, and 7 all just one step? Really?

Until next time...
Erik

What If… The Meme

Lifted from Melodramatic Diary of a Cynic.

These took some serious thought. Something I rarely do. And you should really stop laughing when you read these. I can hear you.

1. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?
Wasn’t that the plot of a Twilight Zone episode? And just one person? Where’s the fun in that? Hmm… who would it be? I’d assume this would have to be a currently living person from the phrasing of the question. So I’d have to say the moron that invented “reality television”. Seriously. That person still better be alive so I can make them explode.

2. You can flip a switch that will wipe any band or musical artist out of existence. Which one will it be?
Wow. That’s a tough one. I believe most music is art. Most. Wiping some artist out of existence seems wrong. Especially when there’s so many religious leaders and politicians I’d rather see go *poof*. I guess I’d have to say Yoko Ono. I have no basis for her erasure other than the fact that she sounds like a Howler Monkey in heat. I just seems like the thing to do.

3. Who would you really like to just punch in the face?
I’m not a physically violent person by nature. I prefer my violence in other forms. I’m assuming we’re talking without retribution, right? In the last five years, there is only one person who brought unto me such feelings of ire that I’d like to punch her in the face: Rita Carney, the V.P. of “Compute Services” at Wal-Mart Stores, Inc. She’s a connivingly vicious puppet-master of idle-minded minions that seeks to destroy all who don’t think like and agree with her.

4. What is your favorite cheese?
Kaukauna Sharp Cheddar Cheese Balls. Or Kraft Sharp Cheddar Easy Cheese. I am a man with simple tastes. Although you could give me any block of Sharp Cheddar cheese and I’m good.

5. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your immediate disposal. What kind will you make?
What’s with only one kind? Is this my last sandwich ever? Am I being executed? I guess I’d have to say a BLT. I’m a sucker for a BLT sandwich.

6. You have the opportunity to sleep with the movie celebrity of your choice. We are talking no-strings-attached sex and it can only happen once. Who is the lucky celebrity of your choice?
Hmm… bow-chicka-bow-bow with a movie celebrity. No pressure. But I’m not sure. I guess this movie celebrity would have to be able to be found in the IMDB? For the longest time I would have said Jonathan Frakes, but he’s looking a little, er, “rough” these days. I’m not sure who now. I really don’t have anyone I’m all ga-ga for these days. Sad. I know. I have zero sexual imagination.

7. You have the opportunity to sleep with the music celebrity of your choice. Who do you pick?
Will said music celebrity also be singing to me when we’re “sleeping”? I’ve always thought Dave Matthews, John McCrea (from CAKE), and Gary Jules were kinda hot. But I guess I’d currently have to pick Gary Jules.

8. Now that you’ve slept with two different people in a row, you seem to be having an excellent day because you just came across a hundred-dollar bill on the sidewalk. Holy shit, a hundred bucks! How are you gonna spend it?
There’s a few people I’d like to pay to sleep with me. I wonder if a hundred bucks would appeal to them?

9. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?
One way? A final destination kind of thing? I’d have to say Australia. All that genetic isolation. Prison colony descendants. But since I don’t have a passport, I guess it won’t be much of a trip.

10. Upon arrival to the aforementioned location, you get off the plane and discover another hundred-dollar bill. Shit! Now that you are in the new location, what are you gonna do?
Drink. They have big beer in Australia from what I hear. Bigger beer than anything even found in Texas! Now that’s big!

11. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. It is…?
By “angel” you mean alien, and by “Heaven” you mean outer space, right? Actually, I don’t care who or what is bringing me alcohol, as long as it’s being brought. I would have to say a vodka of some kind, but I’m not sure what particular one. I’m not particularly well-versed in different alcohols. I love Three Olives Root Beer Vodka, but I don’t know that I’d want to drink it for the rest of my life. Probably just Svedka Vodka. Non-flavored. That way I could mix it with whatever I wanted if I needed.

12. Rufus appears out of nowhere with a time-traveling phone booth. You can go anytime in the PAST. What time are you traveling to and what are you going to do when you get there?
Rufus rocked! I could have done without Bill & Ted though. Anytime in the past, eh? And what to do when I get then? See how the adjectives change when you start playing with time? I don’t know. I’ve not really pondered such things on a serious level. Time travel should not be toyed with lightly. Just look at all the trouble it has caused with the Star Trek universe.

13. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place?
An island for my own society, eh? Don’t we already have one of those? I think it’s called Manhattan? I guess the first rule would have to be “Do no harm.” Simple, yet all encompassing. Also vague enough to work and be interpreted by lawyers for years to come.

14. You have been given the opportunity to create the half-hour TV show of your own design. What is it called and what’s the premise?
I’d call it “Everybody Does Everybody”. Do I really even need to tell you the premise? Unfortunately, there’s probably only a few channels that could show such things….

15. What is your favorite curse word?
Curse word. A word of curse. Will it cause a resurgence of the bubonic plague? Believe it or not, I don’t actually curse much. Probably due to my upbringing. So I don’t know that I have a favorite curse word, damn it.

16. One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren’t really doing anything, they’re just standing around your bed. What do you do?
Mummies? Seriously? Who the hell came up with being surrounded by mummies? Although, I guess that’s like having a never-ending of both toilet paper and firewood all in one place! Hell. I’d probably just masturbate and use their wrappings as rags. You’re welcome for that visual.

17. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the item?
Since I’m running in to grab something, I’m assuming I have on my person the things I always have on me, i.e., my cellphone, my “wedding” ring, my wallet, and some clothes. I don’t know that I have anything I couldn’t live without, and I’m not really sentimental about much. But I would probably grab the Husbear’s computer. It’s got all the porn and music stored on it.

18. The Angel of Death has descended upon you. Fortunately, the Angel of Death is pretty cool and in a good mood, and it offers you a half-hour to do whatever you want before you bite it. Whatcha gonna do in that half-hour?
I’d spend the 30 minutes with the Husbear. Holding him. Comforting him.

19. You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What’s it gonna be?
I eat radioactive vegetables all the time. We all do. You must mean some extremely high levels of radiation if they endow me with a super-power. But what super-power would I want? I guess there’s the obvious “super-power to have whatever super-power I need at the moment” super power. But there’s probably some legality that says I can’t do that. I wonder if having a super “package” would be an acceptable super power?

20. You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?
I have no idea. There’s a lot of time spans I don’t remember. But I can’t really think of any time I’d want to experience again. I know, I’m lame.

21.You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?
I think the human mind already does that automatically, does it not? Or are we talking about actually not having the experience? I would have to say I’d erase the entirety of my time in college. Hated it. It did make me what I am now though. But I still hated it.

22. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world! Bitchin’! What country are you going to live in now?
Somewhere warm. I’m going with somewhere in Australia at this point. Seems to be a lot of hot men there as well. And a bunch of funky animals. And beer.

23. This question still counts, even for those of you who are under age. Check it out. You have been eternally banned from every single bar in the world except for ONE. Which one is it gonna be?
Every single bad in the world? Damn. And here I’ve only been thrown out of one bar up to this point in my life. In New Orleans. Go figure. Would this one bar that I would be allowed in for eternity always have the same clientele? That’s important to know. I wouldn’t want it to migrate into a lesbian bar or a titty bar or something scary like that. I’d have to say it would need to be some sort of multi-bar, like the Parliament House in Orlando, that serves all sorts of clientele.

24. Hopefully you didn’t mention this in the super-powers question…. If you did, then we’ll just expand on that. Check it out… Suddenly, you have gained the ability to FLOAT!!! Whose house are you going to float to first, and be like “Dude, check it out… I can FLOAT!”?
Float??? What kind of a lame super-power is that? Dirigibles float. Really lame. Then everyone would start calling me LZ 129 Hindenburg. Extremely lame! I’d be ashamed to float anywhere.

25. The constant absorption of magical moonbeams mixed with the radioactive vegetables you consumed earlier has given you the ability to resurrect the dead famous-person of your choice. So which celebrity will you bring back to life?
Would they be a zombie celebrity? Or would they look like they did when they were a living celebrity? That’s important to know. Don’t you people watch Steven King movies? Who the heck wants zombie Ernest Borgnine walking around. What? He’s not dead yet? My bad. I guess if I had the power, I’d have to say I’d resurrect Douglas Adams. I want more stories from him. And I bet after being dead he’d have some even weirder ones.

26. The Celestial Gates of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person, etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?
What’s with all the Celestial this-and-that? Did some Judeo-Christian create this thing? What about other cultures? And why would Death be hanging out at the Celestial Gates of Beyond? Shouldn’t he be out collecting celebrities who are overdosing? I know this is going to sound odd, but I don’t know that I’d want to have any friend or family member returned back to the living world. I’ve made my peace and moved on. I don’t know that I’d want to have to do that a second time. I know. I’m selfish.

27. What’s your theme song?
You know when Scooby and the gang were sleuthing around? That “du du du dununa” sound that played in the background. That would be the one. Not really a theme song, I know. But definitely the one I’d want.

Until next time...
Erik

10 Things You Might Not Know About Erik

I appear to be lifting a lot from Sharkboy as of late. This was a little challenging for me.

10 Things You Might Not Know About Erik:

  1. My surname really is Rubright. I didn’t make that up for blogging, or any other nefarious purpose. Although it would be a good porn name depending on how you pronounced it. The family pronunciation is “roo-brahyt”, and not “ruhb-rahyt”. I’m not really sure why the name isn’t pronounced “ruhb-rahyt” though. The surname was originally “Rubrecht”, but was changed by a great-great-something-or-other in the long ago when they came to America. “Right” translates from the German “recht”; not the right as in “right handed” but as in “correct.”
  2. I am extremely bashful.
  3. I have nightmares almost every night I sleep. I awaken startled, covered in sweat, or totally exhausted. Sometimes all three. I’ve also had a singular recurring nightmare since I was a young teenager. It involves stepping stones, looking for one of my brothers, finding him ripped in half at the waist, but still alive.
  4. I’m very uncomfortable in my own skin.
  5. I went to religious schools starting in the fifth grade, continuing all the way through college. Fifth grade was at a Baptist school; the remaining were Church of Christ.
  6. I don’t know how to take a compliment. Positive feedback fucks me up because I don’t know what to do with it.
  7. I was a licensed massage therapist in Arkansas. It was absolutely mind-numbing for me. That, and I seriously had a difficult time with people asking for “happy endings” all the time.
  8. I am very puritanical when it comes to sex. Well, sex involving me. Which might explain why I was a virgin until I was 23.
  9. I am an Eagle Scout. I say “am” because I believe once you earn it, you always are one. Sadly, BSA, Inc. has made some stupid choices over the years regarding who can be in Scouts. I started Scouting as a Cub Scout when I was 7, and was in Scouting until I was a little over 18. I learned a lot, and was able to teach a lot. I miss it.
  10. I know just enough about many things to be dangerous. But I’m wise enough not to be. Most of the time. Then it’s bad. Really bad.

Until next time...
Erik