8 Things you never REALLY wanted to know in the first place

I was reading this post over on Gooster’s blog when I see he has tagged my good friend Chris. This feeling of impending doom swept over me, I knew it was coming. And come it did. I have read this meme a number of times, normally I lift a good meme because sometimes I am a lazy blogger. But this one I had no desire to lift, because I just don’t think I am that interesting. The rules are simple, link to the dirty bastard tagging blogger, list 8 facts about yourself, tag some other poor sucker of your fellow bloggers.

For the record, I’ve done this before after being tagged by the same rain-addled fool dear friend.

Some may see occasional flashes of familiarity in this list, I assure you, it’s purely coincidental. I only have so many interesting facts in my dreadfully boring life.

1. About a month after I turned 13 I was racing down the freeway overpass near my house on my NEW 10-speed bike. There was an unimproved road (read – gravel) that branched off from my road at the bottom of the overpass. I hit the crumbly edge going mach 2. Witnesses described how the bike stopped suddenly, and I didn’t. I landed on my right shoulder, breaking the humerus 2-inches below the shoulder.
2. I hate Wal-Mart. But since I live in a butt-crack Eastern Oregon town where the Blue Menace has run most other stores out of business, I have no choice.
3. I love Starbuck’s (maybe it has something to do with living in the aforementioned Eastern Oregon town?). I designed my own Starbuck’s card and have it loaded with funds for my drinking pleasure on a monthly basis.
4. I have interviewed Hall of Fame Basketball player, one of the 50 greatest of all time, broadcaster and old hippie Bill Walton (not once, but two times).
5. I was in a single-car, rollover accident in 2005, having my right ear amputated and my left wrist crushed. The ear was sewn back on and only looks weird if you look closely.
6. My wife makes fun of the way I say battery. My Papa was from Arkansas and pronounced it batt-tree. I like it, its an homage.
7. People who feel it necessary to twist up a seatbelt so that it doesn’t retract properly drive me nuts. I am not ashamed of going behind them to straighten the belt so it isn’t (a) hanging out of the closed door, or (2) jamming up the mechanism so that it doesn’t work well the next time.
8. Another pet peeve. People who feel it necessary to stick their yearly tags all over their license plates. I understand that you think that the 2008 sticker is still good, but the 2010 sticker is BETTER. Put it in the SAME PLACE moron!

Now, I hope that I have added to the quality of your life because you know these things about me. But, I’m not going to tag anyone, if you want to do it, great, just link back to me.