Tagged; It's a Meme!

Your favorite Subservient Worker and mine has tagged me. She was tagged by The Waitress, who was tagged by ... and that's how it goes.

I think I'm supposed to write five things few people know about me. Let's see what I've got.

1. Although you already know I'm greatly amused by seeing people trip or fall (or trip AND fall!), what you may not know is that even just reading about people falling can make me laugh so hard my stomach hurts. Here, you try it.

2. Back in the 80's my dad got into the habit of cracking his knuckles. My brother and I promptly picked up the habit and ran with it. Trying to fix his example, my father promptly stopped cracking his knuckles, in the hopes we would follow. I still crack my knuckles (but wish I didn't).

3. My parents just moved to Florida (see picture above, which shows the Atlantic Ocean on the left and the Intracoastal on the right). Not to retire like all good New York jews eventually do, but for a job. Not for my mom, but for my dad. I am sad they have left New York. If you live in New York, please invite me to come stay at your house. Or, please just send me duck sauce packets from your local chinese restaurant - they don't have that out here. And good bagels. If you live in South Florida and want to get together, let me know since I'll be out there soon. Like in a week from now.

4. The only reason I don't have a little thing on my sidebar saying how you can e-mail me is that I don't know how to put it in, and I forgot to ask Brandi to do it for me. Hi, I'm GreenYogurt. I live at AOHell. I love mail, and will (probably) write back to you (almost definitely).

5. I know I come across as very judgmental. And I am. But every once in a while, I just don't care and have absolutely no opinion. It's rare, but it happens.

5a. I like when I can make smart people laugh. It makes me feel smart (no, it doesn't make me feel funny, just smart). See? I even judge myself.

This is not something you don't know about me, but I'm saying it anyway. I spent so many years with nobody wanting to be associated with me in any way, that I still assume nothing has changed, whether or not that's the case. It's why I am not comfortable tagging five people. Yeah that's right, and I throw out chain mail too. The reason we're still in Iraq is because I didn't keep the candle burning or whatever the fuck that dumb chain e-mail said that I barely glanced at.

So you can all consider yourselves tagged or not, whatever makes you feel all warm and loved inside. Okay, really, whatever makes you want to send me bagels from New York.