I'm part Swede, part Norwegian, and part Bohemian. Yeppers, when it comes to the gene pool, I got screwed.
I have six brothers, and all our names start with the same letter. Just to make it challenging, that letter is W.
TV shows...gotta be Game of Thrones, and The Big Bang Theory. otherwise, I'd be just as happy if the tube were a fishtank. Maybe that's why they made the thin sets, to reduce the ease of repurposing.
When it comes to music, I have a peculiar selection. As a representative sample, Spike Jones, Gregorian chant, and Mongolian throat singing.
As far as food, I'm not picky. Not too spicy, my Scandinavian heritage, while noted for risk taking endeavors, was not particularly blessed with gastronomic excellence.
fresh milk and volleyball
watermelon and language
I'll ponder most anything. From theology to ethics to how to solve the current political fiasco. I'm leaning to cattle prods. And I've fuggured out the ethics of that one, because I'm not so sure that elected officials qualify as sentient.
How does one judge a pick up line? I guess the only criteria is whether or not it worked; keep this in mind.
(drunk guy walks up to long legged brunette at a keg party) "Have any Indian in you?" he asks. She shakes her head and he continues, "want some?"
I have a cousin who was the brunette in question. She married the guy. And I share the gene pool.