Thursday, December 07, 2006

6 Wicked Things

OK – I’ve been tagged. Now, I am going to do this thingy, but I am NOT tagging anyone else. It goes against my belief structure. However, if anybody wants to do this as well, please, go right ahead.

THE RULES: Each player of this game starts with the “6 wicked things about you”. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 wicked things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says “you are tagged” in their comments and tell them to read your blog.

1. I HATE ham. I can’t stand the sight, smell, taste, or feel of ham. I got sick on ham as a child on a few occasions, and I’m guessing this is probably why I feel this way. My former coworkers (at Lockheed) gave me a picture of ham as a going away present … not sure if they did it out of love or were happy to see me go, though.

2. I once got hit by a car when I was crossing the street on my way to play street hockey over at a friend’s house. There was a change in traffic patterns at the place I crossed, and I didn’t realize this. The lady hit me, and I got thrown about 10 feet. I ended up getting up, and continued on my way to play hockey, even though the lady was hysterical. I thought that would be it, BUT the lady knew my mom, and called her to make sure I was ok. When I came back from the hockey game, my mom was waiting for me at the front door – worried sick about me. Oops.

3. At a New Year’s party when I was in high school, I learned the whole “Beer before liquor, never sicker rule,” as I drank a few cans of beer, then switched to vodka and orange juice … and then, when the orange juice ran out, I attempted to drink vodka and milk … I eventually threw up all over myself, a couch, and the living room floor .

4. I have repeatedly given the “Dutch Oven” treatment to my wife in the past … somehow, I have grown out of this … I’m thinking because I no longer find this as funny as I used to.

5. I once worked at a place for 10 minutes … before I quit. I was in 9th grade, and it was a restaurant that I enjoyed going to. When I found out some disgusting “behind-the-scene” occurrences, I ended up telling the manager that I would be right back, and I ended up walking home … never to return.

6. When I worked as a P.R. intern for the Eagles in 1996, I decided to skip a Christmas party that was being thrown by Rodney Peete for players and staff, mainly because I was getting sick of the hours I was working (for free, by the way). I came to work the next Monday, and found out that Michael Jordan was at the party and he took pictures with all the staff members … I’m an idiot.

10 comments:

furiousBall said...

ok, this is odd - look at my post for december 7th, we're both blogging about dutch ovens...the truth is out there or something.

Ink and Stone said...

Allright Los, I wrote my 6 things.
You can find them here:
http://openhandclosedfist.blogspot.com/

Oh yeah, Ham + Los = fun times had by all!

Eric said...

Vodka and Milk? Sick, only in high school would one attempt something like that. And I don't see a point in my life where the dutch oven loses it's humor.

Fairmaiden327 said...

Los, what happened in #5?

Thanks for doing this, you know you didn't have to. I LOATHE memes but didn't want to turn her down.

Fairmaiden327 said...

P.S. Miss chatting during the day. Have a good weekend.

Jeff said...

Karl matured beyond giving Dutch Ovens? THAT is funny.

More likely, Sue said no sex.

Los said...

Furiosball - I tried going onto your blogsite, but can't find it for some reason - can you give me a link?

Ink - ham is nothing to joke about!

Eric - Yes, this was something I did in high school, thankfully I learned it at an early age.

FM - I miss you dearly.

Jeff - You might be onto something...

Fairmaiden327 said...

Los: When r u gonna come on line, 'nother week or so? Lot going on.

Superstar said...

Ok is "dutch oven" a east coast thing??? AHEM
Can I please get a definition of what you mean?

Los said...

FM - not sure when - I might be able to do some blogging Christmas week.

Superstar - Dutch oven is when you fart under the covers and you stick your spouse's head under them.