Six quirky things about me: Tagged by Cookiebitch, who says she has a face for radio.

• Even though my mom died in 2005, I still avoid stepping on sidewalk cracks. “Step on a crack, you break your mother’s back” I hear her in my head laughing at me when I avoid them. I don’t mind mom in my head at all. Do you find that creepy? I miss her, I’ll take what I can get. *wiping eyes*
• I still eat some form of bread with Jello, or canned fruit, because when I was a kid, mom made our meals stretch by filling us up with bread. “Eat bread with it” lives on, even after she has died. The only difference is I only buy or make whole grain/whole wheat breads.
• I never read for myself, and seldom get anyone to do a reading for me. I like surprises. Except where it involves money. Then I like happy surprises.
• In the summertime, I like to put green streaks in my blonde hair. They’re fun, and make me insanely happy. I don’t know why.
• I can’t reproduce a musical note. When Dances with Shrapnel was about two, I used to sing to him, until he put his hands over his ears and screamed “DON’T SING!!!!” It hurt my feelings because I didn’t think someone that young would be able to ridicule my singing. When I was begged by Ass Burger Boy to go Christmas Caroling with him, I was so humiliated, I had to explain that mom has a very, very, bad singing voice. I wish I had thought of lip-synching.
• I like to make up words, and have my own nicknames for other people’s pets. It drives Warrior Woman crazy that her cats, Salem and Luna, are referred to as Satan and Looney. Another friend who does not want to be identified had two adolescent sibling kittehs, which I promptly dubbed “Heckle and Jeckyl”, a nickname that only old people would get. Sometimes, people like the nicknames so much that they start to refer to their pets by my nickname for them. Score!

Fascinating, I know. Sorry. If there were two of me, I would call myself Lame and Lamer.

Now for the lucky tagees: No need to thank me, really.

• Because I want to know something more personal about her, ALF
• She says that memes fill her with happiness. I am about to become her happiness fairy. I hit Candy lightly bonking her with my magic wand. On the head. Get your minds out of the gutter.
• Of course, Zoe, who really doesn’t have enough to do what with taking her oldest son to medical appointments all the time and looking after three other kids when she isn’t at work. I heart her.
• Because he has the vilest tags for memes, and abhors them, and because if you follow his link, you will most likely see vile images,but lots of funny, I dub Old Knudsen
• He dreams of populating the world with genuine bloggers.Jeremy
• I would like to know more about him. He wrote about bacon. Funny, but not personal. Ten