Eliza Skinner’s at it again with a game of blog-tag. This time the challenge is to post six unremarkable quirks about yourself.To write down something that makes you unique is the definition of remarking on a quirk, making this an incredibly zen experience. It’s so complicated and recursive that we may all just slide into the nothingness of the idea, sliding into our laptop screens like scientists into a Hadron Collider.

But anyway — six boring weird things about me:

• I HATE buttered popcorn - both at the movies and at home. The movie kind, it smells like feet to me, lots and lots of dude-feet all crammed up in a locker.

• I can fall asleep anytime, anywhere. It has nothing to do with being bored or tired at all. I’m a jittery sort of person, nervous, and if I stop moving or receiving input for long enough, I’m out for a few moments. This is troublesome in meetings of any length.

• I need to check my horoscope from at least three different sources each day. I am then able to triangulate the kind of day that I will probably have. This has no discernible relaxing effect on me whatsoever, but if I don’t do it the world will collapse. The horoscopes are wrong and right in equal measure, but none of it ever matters.

• It really, really freaks me out when a door shuts behind me, if the door swings toward my back and shuts as I am walking away from it. I imagine it triggering a gigantic invisible tsunami, or an invisible explosion that blows up the hallway. In my head I am screaming and diving and covering my head, but the most I ever do in real life is get an odd look on my face and then say “I’m sorry, could you repeat that, I didn’t quite get you.”

• My calves are enormous. Seriously. Some people get brilliant teeth, long, lustrous hair, unstoppable metabolisms — I got large, perfectly sculpted calves. I’ve had them since I was a kid. I can remember throwing up from the stomach flu when I was in first grade or so, and my dad coming in to check on me. He looked down a my legs and called out to my mom, saying “Jesus Christ, honey, this kid’s calves are HUGE.”

• When I was in the sixth grade, I did a book report on The Godfather.

Blog tag is not ‘Nam, Smokey. There are rules. Here they go:

1. Tell about six unspectacular quirks of yours
2. Link the person who tagged you
3. Mention the rules in your blog
4. Tag six following bloggers by linking them
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged

So I’m tagging:

• Lonnie Bruner
• Kristin at Candy Sandwich
• Nicola Six
• Minus Spine
• Claire & Greg
• Maggie

Have fun …

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