I know how to operate a Ferris wheel.
My drinks of choice are Manhattans and smoky single malts.
Discussions about the weather and the phrase "circle back" make me want to rip my ears off.
I never break my promises.
Food is a passion. I can cook. Seriously. With ingredients and everything.
I miss having a dog. I'm planning to remedy that this summer. Now accepting breed recommendations (and yes, "just go the pound and save a mutt" is an acceptable recommendation).
From time to time, I'm wrong about something. I know how to apologize.
I've taken adult education classes on glassblowing, criminology, and sushi making.
I tell long meandering stories, with tangents, asides, and backtracks, all the while forgetting the original point.
One winter, I lived at a ski house in Vermont.
Among my most important knowledge is the best bakery in Boston.
I'm a pescatarian... unless I'm in a situation where it's FAR more interesting not to be (tasting menu at a five star restaurant, ballgame, Bizarre Asian Foods class, Alabama).
The same day I cracked my head open, I learned how to whistle.
I asked a friend for input the other day while hiking. She came up with these three items:
1. "Well, you're literate."
2. "You didn't laugh and point when I tripped."
3. "You made sure I didn't fall off that cliff."
I don't know if those are exactly what anyone is looking for, but they do seem like pluses...