(#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.