Freaky Fridays

Well, I've been tagged by both Living the Wife of Riley and by her husband, My Side of the Story to list 6 quirks or weird things about me and to tell you the truth I was hard(ly) pressed.

You might question what is in the water in Chicago after reading their freaky quirks - in fact it might even help you understand why the Chicago River actually flows the wrong way...

After much protracted thinking, and yes, I hear the choruses of "Ut-oh", I got my list. You see, there is really nothing odd about me - In fact, I'm so boring that:

1) I enjoy photographing orange traffic cones. The highlight of my photographic "body of work" (I use that term very loosely) is having captured them having sex and spotting an orange cone punching out an orange striped barrel.

2) My absolutely most favorite song in the world is "God Bless My Underwear" song to the tune of "God Bless America".

God bless my underwear, my only pair.
Stand beside them, and guide them,
Through the rips, through the holes, through the tears.
From the washer, to the dryer, to the clothesline in the air.
God bless my underwear, my only pair.

I enjoy pretending I only have one pair of underwear and when I do my laundry, I remove the pair I have on and throw them in the washer. I then go through "pretend" agony as my only pair of underwear is being washed. I'm pretty sure its "pretend" agony anyway.

3) The item at the very top of my bucket list, the lengthy list of things I want to do before I die, is to take the ultimate photograph of a squirrel living in the wild. I've dedicated my life to doing this - and have had little-to-no luck yet.

4) I like to go to the local hardware store to watch the nails rust and to go downtown to watch the parking meters violate themselves. These trips are often the highlights of my week.

5) I really dislike watching the professional sports of Basketball, Baseball and Football on TV. I'd much rather watch a Public Television special on how foot fungus is treated in third world countries.

6) SpongeBob SquarePants is my (not-so) secret role model. I can think of nothing more fun than catching jelly fish in a butterfly net unless its catching three-eyed fish down in the river by the local nuke plant.

So.. I live a life of quiet desperation - buried deep in a rut of dullness.

Now, I'm supposed to tag a bunch of others, but I won't... I know all of you, except for those of you living really near to Chicago (say within 12,501 miles), are perfectly normal, sane, level-headed people. But if you wanna do this - go for it! After all, your list couldn't possibly be more boring than this one.