I realized something today that I think I’ve realized a number of other times but quickly tried to put out of my mind: I’m one of the most boring people I know. I like my routines and small pleasures, and I’m definitely what I would call a loner. It’s not that I don’t like being with other people — it’s just that I’m really okay being by myself, so much so that the recent descriptions of J.D. Salinger’s decades-long seclusion in his house didn’t seem completely odd to me.
And I not only like what I like… I like what I like forever. In this way, I’m reminded of my dad, although if I ever start saying my favorite drink is “Root Beer over crushed ice” each and every time I’m prompted, please kill me. I love you, Dad, but seriously. And sure, if mustard or pickles touch anything I’m about to eat, I will quickly change my mind about being hungry and will probably display an embarrassingly pouty facial expression to anyone lucky enough to be present for it. But I don’t think you’ll ever catch me ordering fajitas at a Mexican restaurant only to eat the meat while leaving the other five thousand plates of fajita ingredients and sides untouched. But that’s just me.
If you know my dad, those will be funny. And don’t worry, Dad. In another fifteen years, I’m fairly certain I’ll have a teenager telepathically “blogging” to everyone she knows about her mother’s eccentricities.
Anyway, what got me thinking about how boring I am besides the ridiculous amount of time I find myself in front of the TV lately… oooh, speaking of TV, I’ve been watching a lot of Dirty Jobs lately, thanks to my friend Lorraine who’s feeding my TV addiction three seasons of shows at a time, and is it just me or does the host remind everyone else of a mix between Ernest from those 90s movies and Thomas Haden Church? I keep expecting him to look into the camera and say, “I am Ernest P. Worrell.”
Back to what I was saying, though. I was in the car today and started an album by Missy Higgins which I hadn’t listened to in a while. Back up… I had two of her albums in my car and pretty much listened to her and Ben Folds straight for about a year. And then I – or probably Justin, rather – switched them out for something different, and I have to say it’s good to be back to Missy and my boring old self. I get in the biggest music ruts and pretty much listen to the same thing straight for years and years without ever finding something new until someone literally puts new music into my hands. (So, please, for Justin’s sake, put new music into my hands!)
So here’s to my return to my rut. It’s not one of her official videos but those are hard to come by for embedding these days. I tell ya, youtube has become a lot less useful since it started cutting down on copyright violations. What up with that?
I also started thinking today as I was belting my lungs out with Missy in my car that I tend to like a lot of music that tends to draw a more – alternative – fanbase… one of the lesbian variety: Missy Higgins, Tegan & Sara, Sarah McLachlan, Natalie Merchant, Jewel (does Jewel count?). In fact, I tend to like my hair cut super short which tends to be of the lesbian variety as well. Hmm… I guess there’s only one thing setting me apart from that crowd… my lack of artistic talent. Ha! Kidding. Well, not about the art part, but you know what I mean.
Speaking of super short hair, I’ve decided that once I get to my goal weight that I’m going to cut my hair all off again. I really liked it pixie style, but I prefer it blond which I can’t afford right now. I figure by the time I get to my goal weight, I will have saved up enough money to afford to dye it again. Actually, my real goal is to get to my goal weight before my hair gets to my butt. We’ll see though. I’m not swimming in confidence that my desired outcome will pull through.
Hope you enjoyed my randomness tonight. It’s been awhile, eh?
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i see nothing wrong with not having pickles or mustard come in contact with any items on a plate. especially that pickle juice…it infects everything. lonerness is great….i like people, but just the ones i like. a person of introspect, an observer….a philosopher…it sounds better than loner i guess. listened to soundtrack of “once” and “five for fighting” repeatedly for quite a few months. thanks for the music and for rambling. i’ve missed your ramblings.
Oh yeah, the Once soundtrack is a standard for me too. It’s on that same mp3 disc I have in my car with Missy Higgins & Ben Folds.
You certainly didnt set yourself up for any lesbian gas station girl jokes with your comments. nope, not even a little bit.
Hey, just cuz I accepted free frozen yogurt from a lesbian who worked at a gas station & had a crush on me does not make me a bad person! Nor does it make me a lesbian.
Oh, & Betsy, I agree wholeheartedly about the pickle juice. When I send food back with pickles on it people think I’m exaggerating & tell me to just pick it off. You can’t just pick off pickles! Their disgusting juice has already contaminated everything!
Well, it is true that my favorite drink is root beer over crushed ice, but for it to be really good the crushed ice has to be very small so you can suck in a little bit of ice with each drink of the root beer. While it may be boring to hear me say it, imagine how I feel when people ask it over and over again, when I know darned well I have no other answer to proffer! It may be as boring to say it as to hear it.
Pickles are of the devil. I see people keep HUGE barrels of them in their refrigerators and pull them out and eat them like carrots. THAT drives me nuts. the smell of pickles rivals that of a skunk. No thanks. And the same for pickle juice. Keep…it…away…from…my…food!
Coincidentally, as I outline for Texas Matrimonial Property, I am listening to the Missy Higgins CD you kindly sent me (”On a Clear Night”). I’m a little concerned. I like Jewel (love her), like Missy Higgins, and Sara Mclaughlin . . . does that make me a lesbian? That would be far more problematic for me than for you, it seems. Though you being a lesbian might adversely impact Justin more than me being one would. I’m just saying . . .
well shannontonio you wouldn’t be the first person in our family to be mistaken for a lesbian
jewel isn’t a lesbian as far as i know she has been with the bull rider for years. yes….the lesbian thing. if one isn’t married by a certain age…rumors fly. there are worse things i suppose.
Yeah I should clarify… I wasn’t insinuating all those artists are lesbians themselves (although some are)… just that when you go to their shows you realize at least 60% of the people around you are lesbians.
I love “Dirty Jobs” !
I thought Ernest was funny, the first and second time I saw him. After that, well the word “Stupid” comes to mind. But, “Dirty Jobs” is pretty good, most of the time. The host, Yeah!!!!!! Now that you mention it, there is a likeness. I wonder if I’ll ever buy a Ford product now.