Friday, October 9, 2009

(#14) La-La-La Lies

These are actually truths, but I couldn't think of a song title or lyric with "truth" in it off the top of my head. Here we go:

I will never be able to finish a milkshake/Arctic Rush float/McFlurry/Frosty/etc. Not even small sizes. And I definitely will never be able to sit through that song. (Now it's in your head, isn't it?)

I have a huge crush on Mike Rowe, host of Dirty Jobs. I mean, how can you not? He's hilarious and manly and smart and...yes please!

I tend to define myself (and others) by my and their taste in entertainment. Not entirely; I don't refuse to be friends with someone because they like Nickelback or Family Guy (although quite honestly, that's two strikes), but it's a lot easier to get to know someone when they share my love of Stephen King and The Who.

My dream job is to be an animal behaviorist and train dogs. I would love that so much.

I would so rather listen to music from forty years ago than anything made today.

(How cute is that picture of The Hawks? Robbie Robertson looks about 15.)

I cried at Pam and Jim's wedding.

More of these later, I'm sure.


  1. Sometimes we are twins.
    I have a ridiculous love for certain terrible music, thus I can listen to the milkshake song.

  2. So many things to say, but the episode last night tops everything! It was super funny, but also one of the sweetest ever. It's unfair to all other men though, because Jim is literally the best guy ever. The tie thing? Come on! The best :)

  3. Hey! Thanks for your comment on my blog, i´m glad you enjoy it! Yours is nice, too. You´re not alone with the music tastes. I keep on listening to the old bands, they blow my mind like the first day and that never happened to me now even if if i mix all the decent rock bands ;) Peace!