Don't let me get me

I'm not going to lie. I love this picture because both of the kids look like my side of the family. Not sure what exactly makes them look like my side in this pic but they do. Don't ask questions. Just nod.

Do you ever wonder how someone would describe you to someone else? I work in a large building with quite a few people (although, judging by the amount of empty cubicles there are quite a few less of us there than in the past) and sometimes my friend will tell me something about someone which involves a description of what they look like or major personality characteristics that might distinguish them from someone else.

So, if you're ever confused about who I am, feel free to consult this list (*clears throat and read off paper*):

• I like funny words like Texarkana (Yes, this is a real place. Click the link). They make me laugh.


• I use old fashioned expressions and different accents in an attempt to make people laugh. Also, when using said expressions and accents, I tend to gesture wildly like I'm drowning. Steer clear of my propellers if you know what's good for you. I dance sometimes, too, to get my point across. I'm like Michigan J Frog on steroids.


• I have a hard time rolling my R's. I started being able to do it while singing along to (usually with some sort of accent in tow) to Red Hot Chili Peppers song "Give It Away".


• When I drive home from work on Fridays, I listen to NPR but if you ever tell Aron this I will flat out deny it. I certainly don't listen to this guy on a regular basis. There's no way you can prove that the first time I heard him, I thought it was a play on this fella.


• If you drive a 4 door Jeep, I may glare at you. It's not you...it's me. They just weird me out. THEY'RE NOT MEANT TO HAVE MORE THAN 2 DOORS. They're not really meant to be driven by anyone but frat boys in the 90's either. Sorry.


• Sometimes, I tell Aron that I'm running errands after work. Sometimes, my version of "running errands" is actually just sitting in Starbucks with a trashy magazine sipping on some hot green tea.


• I'm easily freaked out by politicians. I'm not sure which ones scare me the most: the ones who actually believe what they're saying or the ones that have Ken doll hair, a creepy smile, and that full-on artifical pose (typically a thumbs up or the index finger point that somehow manages to coerce the middle finger into joining it). It's a toss up, I guess *shrugs shoulders*.


• I'd like to make my employers pay for my botox. It's the least they could do--they can't blame it all on Aron.


• I like it when people can't quite tell if I'm joking or serious. It makes all of my personalities giggle a little.

That's all I can think of for now. You want to know the best part? Not all of these are true.