I like horror movies, nature, knitting, spinning, sewing, cats, reptiles, my husband, 60s music, and punk rock. The order varies.
I hate being at a party surrounded by people whose only conversations are about sports or politics. I have nothing to add. I also hate pickles.
I also have a tendency to blurt out (or, in the case of my blogs), write out something that is a bit off-color. My at-home daily speech is peppered with f-bombs and c-bombs, and I try hard to censor myself in polite company, but they leak in once in a while.
I'm waiting for the day that I am rich and can then be considered eccentric. Until then, I'll settle for crazy.
