What do you assume about the person above you?

Isn’t bothered by strong smells.

My perturbation on this topic knows no limits. It is extreme. It is all-consuming. It fumes. There is, in short, nothing moderate about it. I twitch. I writhe.

:wink:

Is Eliza Dushku’s Irish cousin.

Does not care about basketball.

Likes romance novels.

? not sure where that came from. Did I say something about growing garlic, maybe? I like some strong smells (including garlic, though not rotting garlic); but dislike some other scents even if they’re quite mild, and am sometimes seriously bothered by scents most people don’t even seem to notice.

– whoops, what else can I assume about atimnie? Aha! Likes to post frequently in thread games.

Gardener

Not in play: this is true. Football, baseball, rugby, yes. Basketball, not so much.

In play: Led the effort to decriminalize sudoku.

Has been to various museums in Chicago.

Likes esoteric comics and literature.

Because I hate the smell of Honey Locust (aka Thorny Locust) trees in the Autumn.

Nope. I thought I was going to like Tru Calling, but I couldn’t even get ten minutes into the first one. Blech!

Has 2 fingers on the pulse of the nation, and isn’t afraid to pinch.:slight_smile:

nm - ninja’d.

Had a bad experience with ninjas as a child, and has been wary of them ever since.

Hey! What am I chopped liver?:slight_smile:

Ah.

That’s not a smell that I much notice. I suppose that while I notice some smells that others don’t, I also don’t notice some smells that others do. Or maybe it’s more that various tree smells seem ‘normal’ to me – or maybe not, as magnolias strike me as overly strong to the point of unpleasantness; but then, they’re not common around here.

I assume that Beckdawrek has interacted with some cats today.

Not in play: not at all – as opposed to chopped liver, I like you!

Likes weird food, but not chopped liver.

Read the Meditations of Marcus Aurelius during school/college, but not necessarily as an assignment.

Right on both counts; nothing against doggoes (more of a cat person, me), but way back in the Stone Age of the Internetz, some sites/services didn’t like spaces or underscores in usernames, so the mjm labs rubric under which I promulgated my recreational media projects lost its space.

Close. Direct market produce farmer.

I assume, based on location field, that mjmlabs lives somewhere rural; though that “last” worries me a bit.

Killed a turkey by hand with a sharp knife.

An Artist