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7 foods you can't stand

Pickles
Kim chi
Sauerkraut
Lobster
Organ meats
Unflavored tofu (eeww)
Raw tuna

6 actors/actresses/musicians/famous people whose appeal you don't understand

Leonardo DiCaprio
Kate Moss
Bobby Brown
Renee Zellweger
Paris Hilton
Any professional wrestler

5 pet peeves

Poor grammar
The Bush Fish
Yankee farmers who drive their pick up trucks twenty miles under the speed limit, most often with a dog riding shotgun
The popularity of the Left Behind books
Infomercials

4 talents/skills you don't have, but kind of wish you did

Drawing
Dancing
Interior decoration
Gardening

3 songs you hate

Having My Baby
Bleeding Love
Sometimes When We Touch (I will literally scream and attack the radio if this comes on)

2 fashion trends (past or present) that you hate(d)

Leisure suits
Excessive shoulder pads

1 thing you will never, ever do again

Own a German car

Date: 2009-02-21 03:06 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] helwen.livejournal.com
Just curious. Where do you drive, that you run into farmers (Yankee or otherwise) in trucks with dogs, driving really slowly?

Date: 2009-02-21 03:21 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] ellid.livejournal.com
Vermont.

Seriously. Almost every time I've been there I've ended up behind a twenty year old pick up driven by someone wearing a faded flannel shirt and a John Deere ball cap (in short, a farmer) who's driving about twenty miles below the speed limit. And almost all of them have had a dog in the passenger seat.

Maybe I attract slow-driving farmers from the hills near Mount Ascutney?

Date: 2009-02-21 03:30 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] helwen.livejournal.com
Interesting. Certainly they don't drive that slowly around here -- well, unless there's a reason, like a truckload of wood or hay...

Could be you attract them for some reason. Makes as much sense as how the road will be clear and then when L wants to pull out onto the road, a bunch of cars shows up... It's gotten better out here but just last week.... got the top of Barnes and 5 cars came down the road. We both started laughing :D

Date: 2009-02-21 04:53 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] semyaza.livejournal.com
I am so with you on Sometimes When We Touch. The icon says it all.

Date: 2009-02-21 02:18 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] ellid.livejournal.com
Yep. That man should be ashamed of himself, writing such tripe.

Date: 2009-02-21 04:37 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] persevero.livejournal.com
Half the fun of this one is looking up things one wasn't aware of, like the Bush Fish (even rarer than my Flying Spaghetti Monster on this side of the pond) and 'Sometimes When We Touch'. Thank goodness for YouTube - yep, that is seriously syrupy. And all the artists covering it seem to fall into the category that I learnt when I was in Sweden is called smörsångare - 'butter singer'. What did German cars do? All of ours have been reliable and tough.

Date: 2009-02-22 01:07 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] ellid.livejournal.com
The German car was a 1983 Wolfsburg Limited Edition Rabbit that had belonged to my mother. She was the classic schoolteacher-who-only-drove-the-car-to-and-from-work, and by the time she passed it off to me it was ten years old and had less than 9,000 miles on it.

She also hadn't driven it at all for the last year she owned it, so the wiring harness and entire electrical system had rotted out. I owned that car for almost four years and went through FIVE alternators, two of them after incidents that stranded me and IE in various places (IE nearly got frostbite when the car died on him in New Hampshire in January when it was -15 Farenheit). My mechanic was ready to tear his hair out by the roots in frustration.

I think you can see why I'm unwilling to tempt fate by buying another VW....;)

Date: 2009-02-22 07:00 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] persevero.livejournal.com
Ah. Mine have all been BMWs (two over seventeen years).

Date: 2009-02-22 12:53 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] ellid.livejournal.com
An uncle of mine owned a magnificent Mercedes 450 SEL from the early 1970s until his death in 1995. It was silver green, accelerated almost as quickly as a sports car, and turned heads wherever he drove it. I adored that car, and if I had the money I'd definitely consider something similar. Alas, being poor, I'll never own such a beast, but my God, that car was something else.
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