I do in fact own a didgeridoo. I do not play it often because I have not yet mastered the art of 'circular breathing.' Also, it scares the dog because he's a coward.
For about two years, my family passed around a fruitcake, devising increasingly elaborate schemes and using any gift-giving occasion as an excuse to give it to the next schmuck in line. One of these events was my sister's wedding. During the reception. As part of a toast. Said sister also recently gave me a card game that is about monkeys throwing poop at each other. I think those two facts sum up my family quite well.
My spirit animal is a tour guide at a bourbon distillery.
I use '&c' instead of 'etc.' The former is classy like ancient Rome. The latter is for plebeian, like... Ancient Rome.
Fuck, I think I just made a Classics joke...
I've used 'Pedicabo ego vos et irrumabo' as a threat.
Fuck, that IS a Classics joke...
Working a job that could be summed up as 'The IT Crowd without British accents' - well, that's not exactly true, I do sometimes get to talk to people in London. So I guess that counts?
Learning Danish because... Well, why NOT learn Danish?
Getting organized in a singularly disorganized manner.
Getting roped into favors without having the slightest idea what the favor is (Most recently: Helping my sister set up for a genealogical convention). Apparently, the magic words for me are "I'll buy you dinner and Graeter's."
The same person also told me that I have a 'very British sentence structure.' I'm still not sure what that means - maybe it's because I rock the single quotes?
For movies and shows, you could probably just play 'Spot the Reference'. And despite being a 'Not a Car Guy' Top gear is awesome -- the real BBC version.
I will listen to just about everything, though I do have a predilection for any music that makes me want to dance a 'jig'.
Qdoba > Chipotle and anyone who disagrees is a philistine whose family tree includes goats - specifically ones with no taste that eat cans. Smoothies are the best fruit delivery system ever devised. Couscous is 'the bee's knees'.
I've recently been made aware of the wonders of combining root beer and bourbon cream.
And on the subject of food, I have also eaten bugs (and not for a bet/dare* - actual bugs prepared as actual food). I don' think I'd rank them in my Favorites, but I probably wouldn't turn 'em down should the opportunity arise again.
*OK, the chocolate-dipped scorpion was a dare.
- The Swanson Pyramid of Greatness
- The latest edition of Pocket Ref
- My Dog (He makes for a good armrest, an acceptable pillow, and he's cool with being used to warm my feet in lieu of slippers)
- Listerine (And seeing how long I can hold a dose in my mouth without tearing up. Spoiler: Not long)
What my next project/endeavour should be.*
Why did Constantinople get the works?
What sort of music a band called the 'Al Gore Rhythms' would play.
*And swearing the the next-next project will be a set of working Farnsworths. Or a yurt.
Also, a few years ago, I maintained a Twitter account for a cat. In my defense, I was unemployed at the time.
You have 'Adventure Timing' - e.g. you go to the museum and in the lobby you find yourself with an aquarium volunteer leaning in and conspiratorially whispering 'You guys wanna tickle a horseshoe crab?'
You have taken the conspiratorial aquarium volunteer up on his offer and tickled the horseshoe crab.
You know the difference between 'e.g.' and 'i.e' (take that 'they're, their, there' people).*
You have recently smelled something that could best be described as fudge when there was no fudge.
*And you dig footnotes.