Wow. Well, folks, I saw the thread title and was all ready and eager to post, but I have to say I now feel incredibly cool. Not that I’m trying to bantam-rooster myself or anything like that; I never wanted to be cool. But after reading these, I have to say that I, apparently and without any conscious intent on my part, am cool.
Hmm… So THIS is what it feels like to be cool.
And Skewbald, I am right with you on Ian Mackaye. I was never real hot for Fugazi, but “Minor Threat - Compleat Discography” is in my top five of all time. First heard the eponymous one when I was about thirteen (and it was brand-new), and it never let go.
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[li]I too am unashamedly fond of Duran Duran to this day.[/li][li]I eat vegetables. That’s pretty much all I eat. No meat since 1975.[/li][li]I don’t sleep at night. I have weird reverse insomnia.[/li][li]My favorite beverage? Water. (With a twist, please. Thank you.)[/li][li]I haven’t bought a new pair of shoes since 1998.[/li][li]I haven’t seen a movie in a theater since, uh, what year did LA Confidential come out?[/li][li]I too, compose songs for my dog, and serenade him daily.[/li][li]I only eat ice cream in the winter.[/li][li]I can speak Chinese (Really! Mandarin!) and dance like Astaire overseas.[/li][li]I have friends who get that reference.[/li][li]I can’t drive automatic cars. I get all confused, and I don’t know what to do with my extra hand and foot.[/li][/list=1]
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[li] I am a physicist.[/li][li] Perhaps you didn’t hear me: I am a physicist.[/li][li] The other physicists in my office think I’m the nerdy one. :eek: [/li][li] It’s Friday, 8:00, and I’m at home posting on a message board. 'Nuff said.[/li][li] I don’t smoke.[/li][li] I don’t drink.[/li][li] Except wine, but that doesn’t count.[/li][li] I don’t watch TV.[/li][li] Actually, I don’t have a TV.[/li][li] I dislike pretty much any form of modern music.[/li][li] I don’t complain about any of it.[/li][li] Which is odd, because I complain about everything else.[/li][li] I saw the latest Star Trek movie.[/li][li] With someone else.[/li][li] That would be my brother.[/li][li] When I say “with someone else,” I mean “with only one other person in the entire theater.” :smack: [/li][li] In my own defense, I cannot actually tell you what it was about, since I fell asleep.[/li][li] I have my very own personal smily for use in letters and the like.[/li][li] He has a name.[/li][li] He’s more popular than me.[/li][li] Did I mention that I’m a physicist? :D[/li][/list=1]
Hey, TrishDish…what’s wrong with a RAV 4? I drive one, but I’m not putting it on my list!
But I do have a list!
I went to a quilting fair with my honey today. (Two women said “You’re a brave man”)
I majored in Botany for my B.A.
I wear sweat pants around the house. Even when I’m too warm.
I listen to classical music, and sometimes turn it up really loud if I’m by a carload of teenagers at a stop sign. But only if they look like they won’t shot me, and might laugh.
I really like to go to museums.
I am a published author on several papers on a genus of little known plants…I think about 10 people in the world care about them.
I tie rubber chickens to the grill of my truck when driving on the interstate through farming country.
Okra and brussels sprouts are two of my favorite foods.
I have a stuffed grey wolf atop my computer monitor because my SN is ‘greywolf’.
I watch “Coach” and “The Cosby Show” almost every night on Nick at Nite.
I didn’t learn to drive a car until I was 18.
I sometimes cry at stupidly sappy commercials. (like the one where the woman mails a card to the lonely woman living across the street just so she can have mail to open. sniff)
My idea of a fun evening is curling up in bed under my mountain of blankets with a good book and reading for hours until I can’t keep my eyes open.
I get waay too excited when I recieve a package in the mail from Book of the Month or Amazon.com.
I love certain stupid movies and cannot resist watching them if I run across them on TV, including “Tremors” and “Bedazzled”. In fact, I could probably quote lines from “Bedazzled”.
I sobbed at the end of Titanic all 8 times I saw it in the theater. (Yes, 8 times. I think I qualify for some sort of Uncool Award for that.)
I hate the taste of beer and most alcohol and only drink Mike’s Hard Lemonade because it tastes like lemonade.
I have a GIGANTIC schoolgirl crush on Jeff Corwin from Animal Planet. (I think it’s those tight T-shirts he always wears)
I’ve had a cell phone for 2 years and only used 600 minutes. I get 800 minutes a month in my plan.
I play classical music.
I’ve had the same username/email address for 7 years. (Yeah, ‘just in case’. heh.)
I’ve been a boy scout. (Yes, I’m a female … lived overseas, no girlscout troops anywhere, and I had two brothers. I got my totin’ chip and my pinewood derby car kicked butt!)
I use ‘D’oh!’ frequently in casual speech.
I actually enjoy the vast majority of Piers Anthony books. (And I own almost all of them.)
It’s a friday night and I’m sitting here posting this.
I used to own a Suzuki X-90.
I traded in my '74 Monte Carlo to get it.
I sometimes ask for help putting on my shoes.
I find myself relating more and more to Hyatt from Excel Saga.
Wow. I looked on this when it was page one, and when I came back, it multiplied like tribble.
**I revel in my uncoolness it is all I have on a cold January day to keep me warm. **
I have never read past the first chapter of Lord of the Rings.
I don’t get the Cult of Star Trek.
I don’t grasp the Cult of Lord of the Rings.
I read nice and flouncy romance novels. (Which is a very scary cult unto itself.)
I write romance.
I am not afraid of snakes, bugs, spiders.
I am not a drama queen. I am an attention whore There is a difference.
I am always one season behind in clothing style, if not more.
I buy 95% of all my clothing, toys, kids stuff from resale, garage sales and hand me downs.
I drive a gas-sucking-support-the-terrorist-with-every-fill-up-Econoline and I love it.
I can drive a stick shift and jump start a car/tractor/lawnmower ( and yes, there is a difference in how you jump start from car to riding lawnmower. Anyone care to hazard a guess?)
I asked for and received a rototiller for an anniversary present.
I liked Dennis Miller on Monday Night Football Hey, quit throwing things
I cannot watch Reality TV or MTV. It makes me cringe.
I have CNN/FOX on all day ( when the kids let me) yet, care not one whit for politics.
I have hard time relating to people 5 or more years younger than me. At the same time one of my best friends is 30 years my senior…
Soccer is the only game to play ( or to watch for that matter)…
I do like karaoke. Especially when drunk…
I run 3 miles every day, even though smoke after done with running
My idea of fun involves spending sunday afternoon at the book store
I do love piano bars.
Rock concerts started to annoy me…
I don’t have any musical preferences and can listen to anything, while not remembering the names of singers or rock bands, don’t know the albom titels or even song titels for this matter
I know more about world politics than i definitely should, while not having any idea what is happening on my back yard.
10 I love classic movies and don’t understand facination with Spider Man
11 I’m not even sure what my definition of cool is…
I’m so obsessed with period costuming that I went to see Gangs of New York just to stare at the clothing worn in it.
I’ve been sitting around all day, doing just about nothing for no real reason except that I was too lazy to leave the building today.
I hate beer… it makes me really sick to drink it, but for some reason, wine and liquor doesn’t bother me, although I seldom drink it. I don’t smoke either.
I’m not always up to date on world issues… except when my friend Sam decides to update me on things she thinks are important that are going on in the world.
My concept of the perfect human is absolutely androgynous. A man with breasts, drag queen style, just might work.
I thoroughly enjoy watching cheesy infomercials, especially the older ones for cookware sets that are hawked by silly British men.
I occasionally reply to simple questions in the wrong language, or break into an accent that’s not my own without realizing it.
I’m often caught “rockin’ the fuzzy slippers” outside of my dorm building… not during class, but when going places like the mall or the movie theatre.
I often avoid the question of “what’s your racial heritage?” because people often peg me afterward as the “Icelandic girl” when in fact I’m only half Icelandic and don’t find it all that abnormal to be as such.
If I could get away with it and NOT look silly, I’d probably wear a cloak whenever weather permits.
I’d be perfectly content living under a couch cushion fort, provided it was big enough to house everything I needed.
I LOVE colouring books. And sometimes I look at books only for the pictures.
My team won Cranium the only time we played it mostly because of my spelling proficiency.
I often avoid the bookstore because it’s like being in a candy shop or a toy store for me.