Despite her frequent shedding of white hair (seriously, I have found it in the strangest places), my dog is quite possibly the friendliest and most loveable dog in the world. She's great, and there is nothing that will convince me otherwise.
My passion for Boston teams is obviously a result of having grown up there. It can rub people the wrong way, sometimes, but it's pretty much because they hate the teams, not my cheering for them.
If you can tolerate both of these, then that's a plus.
Interesting, yet possibly stupid facts about me:
- I swallowed a quarter while jumping off a couch when I was in third grade and later told everyone I was worth 25 cents.
- I have a signed photo from Punky Brewster addressed to me hanging in my apartment. My dog is also named Punky. This is not a coincidence.
- I used to play the trombone and was pretty good at it, but switched to saxophone because I thought girls would like it better. I was in fifth grade and ended up sucking at playing it.
- I dressed as a roll of toilet paper for Halloween two years in a row. Version 2.0 was much improved over the first.