Let me give it a whirl:
— I too absolutely love Real World, Road Rules, and nearly die of pleasure when a Real World marathon is on. Weekends of my life have been lost in this manner. And fuggedaboutit if a Real World Road Rules Challenge is on. I am so there. I won’t pick up the phone. Be warned.
— I can’t stand cake. I will not eat cake. As one can imagine, this made birthday parties a nightmare as a kid. I had a hard time saying “no” to stuff, because I was shy, didn’t want to offend – and then when I would meekly say, “No, thank you, I don’t like cake” – of course I was greeted with shrieks of horror (and also judgment): “YOU DON’T LIKE CAKE???” Too funny – a couple years ago, I was at a bridal shower with some good friends. The bride was cutting up the cake, turned to me, and I said, “I don’t like cake.” One of the other guests at the shower gaped at me and said, “YOU DON’T LIKE CAKE???” Some things never change. I hate cake. If you want to throw me a birthday party, get me an ice cream cake. I will love you forever.
— When I was a teenager, I loved Ralph Macchio so much that I actually shed a couple of longing tears about it. I lay in bed, aching with my love.
— I can pretty much answer any question worth asking about Lucy Maud Montgomery and Charlie Manson. A strange couple, they have nothing to do with each other, but I have autistically studied them both.
— At one point in my life, “Eye of the Tiger” was my favorite song.
— As a matter of fact, there are a lot of things that the rest of the world appears to adore, as a matter of course, which I cannot stand. A short list:
— peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
— french fries with ketchup
— bananas
— anything where fruit is baked INTO anything. For example: I love blueberries on top of my cereal. But I will not eat a blueberry muffin.
Oh, and lastly – things I’m not ashamed of but probably should be:
— How WILD my love life was in my mid to late 20s.
Thought I was done, but I realize now I am not – I’ve got some more. Here they be:
— I have had to be led, weeping, from a bar by my friends. I have been that girl. On more than one occasion.
— When I was a teenager, I thought The Bell Jar was the best book I had ever read in my life.
— I wash my hands over 10 times a day.
Cake???? French fries with ketchup? Jeebus, what are you, some kind of communist?
I like balsamic vinegar on my fries.
If I taste anything even remotely like banana, I have a dry-heave response. (TMI)
And can’t stand cake. Ick.
I don’t know what else to say. I cannot defend it. I am not now nor have I ever been a communist. Not even in college.
I hate pizza, can’t stand it. An ex-girlfriend insisted I give it another try, and when I was adamant in my hatred, she gave me a look that said “wrong answer, try again.”
I read crappy sci-fi novels, and some real stinkers too.
Once, when standing all alone on a Civil War battlefield east of Richmond, I could swear that I could hear the rifles.
My first car was a hand me down minivan. I loved that car.
I have been kicked out of bed for saying the wrong thing.
“When I was a teenager, I loved Ralph Macchio so much that I actually shed a couple of longing tears about it. I lay in bed, aching with my love.”
I was going to laugh at this before I recalled my own passion for that girl from Witch Mountain.
And that I watched an obscure teen drama called ‘Tribes’ religiously in college. And was quite miffed when it went off the air.
But only until I found Beverly Hills 90210.
Believe it or not, Dan, I think we have discussed Tia before. At some point.
I loved Tia, too, although it was more that I just wanted to BE Tia.
Bill:
Once, when standing all alone on a Civil War battlefield east of Richmond, I could swear that I could hear the rifles.
That is completely awesome.
Oh we probably have. But it was the first thing that popped into my mind after your MAchio confession.
No Shame
Via Sheila via Ham and Cheese: Things I’m not ashamed to admit… but probably should be *I spent two months in the booby hatch when I was a teen-ager. *I know almost every Roger Miller song ever recorded by heart….
Kristy MacNichol was my first crush. Bigger than Farrah.
I take baths.
I just think it’s funny that in our short friendship we have already covered “Tia” twice.
YOU TAKE BATHS???
I would have thought you to be a cold shower type. Hmmm, it’s all very interesting…
And I’m sure you saw “Little Darlings”? Call me insane, but I thought she was really good in that movie.
I’m so glad someone else shares my obsession with the Real World, et al. I’m way to into it though. I was bitching out Frankie big time as I watched the show last night. Did you see the puss on her the whole time they were in Greece?!?! An ungrateful beeyotch is what she is. Yeah, I really need to watch these shows alone because my running commentary alarms others.
I’m SO with you on the baked-in fruit thing. I have been at corporate meetings where I unknowingly bit into what I thought was a plain pastry only to find big ol’ chunks of fruit in it. I’ve almost mastered the art of spitting into a napkin without my coworkers knowing it.
Re: ketchup and fries… I will only eat the two together if I can dip the fries into ketchup. The ketchup cannot be applied to the fries. I believe the Sniglet for this phenomenon is called a “spud puddle.” Mmm… fries.
Great Topic
From Sheila Things I’m not ashamed to admit, but probably should be I hate pizza, can’t stand it. An ex-girlfriend insisted I give it another try, and when I was adamant in my hatred, she gave me a look that…
Another one: When I was 10, I prayed as hard as I could that God would make “Star Wars” real.
Gosh, this is quite liberating, isn’t it??
Sheila,
Obviously we keep returning to the important topics.
And I’m obviously going to have to follw suit on post on this topics at some point.
My little brother and I used to play “Battlestar Galactica” in our back yard. We used properly shaped twigs for our “guns”.
Oh, and when I was about eight or so, I wanted to be a Solid Gold Dancer when I grew up.
Okay, now THAT I’m totally ashamed to admit. I’m going to hide.
Oh, you just gave me a great topic for open mic night!
i watched grease 2 (2!) eighteen times. i once made up a guy that was “in love” with me to generate action with another guy i was having a casual relationship with. i farted out loud in class during junior high once and blamed it on the guy next to me (the school geek) and he got shit for it for the rest of the year. by the way (as sheila knows) i worked on the real world for several years so i’m good for dirt.
oh and sorry, speaking of teenage crushes, i had a big big one on adam rich from eight is enough and had a poster of him in roller skates taped to the back of my bedroom door which i religiously kissed before i went to bed and first thing when i woke up every day. my first records were air supply and leo sayres. my first concert was rick springfield and i pretended he was singing to me during the song “Don’t you think your friends are talkin’ alllllisooon! my cockatiel, corky, (who could whistle “london bridge is falling down”)was my best friend in junior high school.
Open Mic Night! Share Your Shame
I got this idea from Sheila: I’m not ashamed to admit, though I should be… Read Sheila’s post and the comments and links for some idea of what I’m going for here. I’ll add mine, soon. Username: meatwad pw: frylock…
I am a geek. I have almost all of the stereotypical traits of a geek.
I also had a crush on Kristy McNichol in the 70s.
I used to watch daytime soap operas. “Guiding Light” was my favorite. I have not been a position to watch them in many years, but I did enjoy them.
I am a huge Roger Whittaker fan.
I can’t eat grapes, cherries, or any kind of berry. Anything that explodes when you bite into it. Had to swallow grapes whole as a kid when forced to eat fruit salad.
Also since I grew up with 2 aunts, 2 uncles, and 2 cousins (as well as the standard 2 grandmas and 2 grandpas) I got it fixed in my head that all relatives came in pairs. I was a high school junior or senior before the whole 5 aunts, 9 uncles, and 27 cousins possibility dawned on me.
As a kid I didn’t care for either cake or ice cream. Imagine the looks and abuse I got at birthday parties…!
Emily,
My friends and I played Battlestar Galactica in the school playground. There used to be a metal playset there that had a pair of long running parallel bars that we used as the launch chutes.
When it wasn’t a Colonial Battlestar, it was a fire house…since it also had poles you could slide down.
It’s funny the little details you remember.
My first pair of glasses (in fifth grade) were those swoopy kinda upside down looking things. Very 70’s. They also had a horoscope sticker on the bottom left hand corner. (Taurus) I wore gauchos. I do not like fish or seafood of any kind. This is a problem living on the south coast of RI. My daughter shares the fruit in food thing, although she hates all fruit. She calls food that is mixed in together (i.e. Shephers’s Pie, American Chop Suey, casseroles of any kind, “Food with Pieces”. She refuses to eat food with pieces. She is 11. By the way Sheila, Ceileidh has taken the “To Don’t” list to new levels- today we were driving behind a school bus. All was silent. Then she piped up, “School bus driver is definitely on my TO DON’T list.” Conversation over.
Balsamic vinegar on fries; mmmmmm.
Real world always left me cold, but Road Rules totally rocks. I spent a whole weekend watching Road Rules I. Twice.
I can relate to the cake thing. In fact I don’t eat desserts or many sweets at all. For years this was really uncomfortable. I felt guilty about not wanting the pancreas killing, potentially coma inducing, sugar delights my matronly relatives pushed.
When I finally grew up enough to say no and I offended said relatives, it was profound what the real issue was. They felt that was how to reach out and be loved. My rejection of cake was a rejection of them, when in fact I loved them dearly.
Working through that is a whole ‘nother story. I never have felt ashamed of not eating cake. Just uncomfortable.
I was in the marching band in high school. I should maybe be ashamed at that.
Shame
Two of my guiltiest blog reading pleasures – Sheila “Red” O’Malley and Michelle Catalano – have great meme, “Things I’m Not Ashamed to Admit, But Should Be”. Michelle’s even doing an open mic night on the subject at A Small…
I had a pet rock that I named Milton.
I had four mood rings that I would wear all at once, so I could pick the mood that matched my outfit.
My biggest crush was (and still is) on Barry Manilow. He writes the songs, dammit.
– I went through an extensive period when I had hair of not combing it, leading to some rather ridiculous pictures.
– I will be 30 next month and have never yet successfully gotten a date.
– Related to that, I have let stupid crushes ruin my life.
– I’m addicted to mediocre, but not terrible, sitcoms like “Ned and Stacey” or “Two Guys and a Girl”
– I collect Star Wars legos
– When I was 11, I watched “Pollyana” 11 consecutive times.
– I don’t like the Beatles, a confession that always leads to long, angry lectures.
i know all the words to the theme song from “green acres”…
This is so funny, here is a sight dedicated to stuff *like* this, but not shamefull admissions about what you like/don’t like. Just stuff you used to think:
http://www.iusedtobelieve.com/
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– To this day, I still love to color
– I used to think the world revolved around Micheal Jackson
– I had a HUGE crush on Micheal J. Fox
– My first ever concert was New Kids on the Block. I was in 8th grade, and my bedroom was completely covered with pictures, posters, etc.
– I love Cher
– For the life of me, I cannot do those Magic Eye puzzles
– I hate cheesecake
I can one-up you on the cake-hating thing. I do not particularly like sweets of any kind. I may have some ice cream with chocolate sauce once a year or so, but that’s it. Of course this appetite anomoly comes in handy for a guy that LOVES beer, scotch, hamburgers, chili, beer, scotch, fries with mayo (in the Belgian fashion), mexican food of all types, beer, scotch, stews and au vins of all kinds, beer, scotch, bacon, fried eggs, beer and scotch. So, in all, God has been good to me gastronomically speaking.
Re: Guilty Pleasure: You ARE a BoSox fan. If you knew how hard it is to read blogs from outside the AL Central…
My guilty pleasure: “Cops.” I don’t care what else is on, if I’m around the TV and I find “Cops” on FX or Fox or wherever it might be showing, I’ll stop and watch it.
I also watch it with my kids. I really think it helps them to see the police as reasonable, helpful people. I also like to point out the errors (besides being criminals, I mean) that the perps make. Like letting the cops search their vehicles without a warrant, etc.
About half the time, I wind up feeling great sympathy for the perps. They’re such sad, sad people. After laughing at them first, though. I ain’t perfect.
This is very cathartic.
When all the girls in grade 8 were swooning over David Cassidy et al, I liked Charleston Heston in Omega Man.
I paid to see Witness 15 times in the cinema when it came out in 1984.
I have read Harlequin romances.
The first real concert I ever went to as a teenager (in 1974) was Barry White and the Love Unlimited Orchestra (but it was in Brussels, so at least that was cool).
All my knowledge of The Count of Monte Cristo comes from the classic comic.
The first album I paid money for was Rick Wakemans Journey to the Centre of the Earth. Yikes.
A Day Late and a Dollar Short
Following in the footsteps of others…Things I’m Not Ashamed To Admit (But Probably Should Be):
Last year I went to Memphis to see The Groovie Ghoulies play a show with Chuck Berry. I got to see Chuck, but it turned out that the Ghoulies were playing with him a few weeks after the show I saw.
Yes, I’m clearly a doofus…
I don’t have the GUTS to admit some things here. I’ll save those sorts of admissions for “GroupHug.us”
However, I’ll admit these things as they are safe:
*I also used to watch “Guiding Light”. Religiously. As in, I taped it. In fact, I wanted to move to NY just so I could audition for a part on the show.
*When I was very little, I had a crush on Batman and would pretend my pillow was him and hug him all night.
*I hate all seafood. ALL of it. People always say, “Well have you tried this…” or “You just haven’t had it cooked properly…” or “You must have gotten a bad batch”, etc. No. I hate it ALL!
*I think the “Anna Nicole Smith” show and the “Osbournes” are both hilarious and I feel like a kid on Christmas if there are back to back episodes.
Oh shut up. This was embarassing enough as it is without all the pointing and snickering. I may have to change my name now.
OK, this is a little freaky because I too had a huge crush on Kristy MacNichol! What does that say about the people here I wonder? I’m also comfortable enough with my sexuality to admit that for some reason had a (non-sexual) crush on Will from “Land of the Lost” at around the same time. Maybe because he sort of looked like Kristy MacNichol.
Hmmm, what else…
I played with Legos my basement until senior year of high-school.
I know all the words to:
– every Rush song up until the album “Signals”
– Every Grateful Dead song
– Pippin
– most of The Pirates of Penzance
I had a shoulder-length zipper-head feathered hair cut my last two years of high-school, followed by a pseudo-mullet my freshman year of college (I had a hard time committing to cutting my hair)…
I eat PB&J sandwiches with a cup of soup for lunch at least once a week, if not more. I have to have something crunchy on the sandwich (anything from Triscuts to Nacho-Cheese Doritos will do), and I dip the sandwich in the soup.
I’ve thrown up from excessive alchohol consumption about once a year for the past 18 years.
I’ve never given a wedding present within 12 months of the wedding.
I don’t know the exact birth date of 2 of my 4 siblings, and don’t know the exact age of either of my parents.
…hmmm, reading back on this I see a few things that I *am* embarassed to admit, but I’ll leave them in for entertainment purposes…
one more…
I enjoyed “Battlefield Earth” more than either “Stranger than Paradise” or “Living in Oblivion”.
Shame, Shame, Shame. . .
I meant to blog on this a couple of weeks ago, when the LlamaButchers first pointed me to it. Things I’m not ashamed to admit, but probably should be: I am a huge Neil Diamond fan, even if he has…
This is great, I love this! I too despise cake, it is just too “heavy”. I fell madly in love with Ralph Macchio after seeing “The Outsiders” and I thought I was the ONLY person who felt that way, even after “The Karate Kid” came out and the rest of my friends fell in love with him…I couldn’t tell time until I was 14 years old despite being in the top classes at school (I hid that little inability as skillfully as the illiterate pretend they forgot their glasses!) I still have problems with left and right…I used to think my long lost identical twin would find me…I was in love with Axl Rose for many years.
No Shame
Via Sheila via Ham and Cheese: Things I’m not ashamed to admit… but probably should be *I spent two months in the booby hatch when I was a teen-ager. *I know almost every Roger Miller song ever recorded by heart….
Thing I’m not ashamed to admit (but probably should be)
Sheila did this last year before I