Six Unimportant Things About Me

Got tagged again, this time by modobs. She wants to know six things about me that are unimportant.

1. I’ve got a bunch of CDs. This is what I keep on display.

2. I never ski. Hence there being no photos of my skis. I don’t have any skis. A person who doesn’t ski, doesn’t need a pair of skis. Or is the plural for ski skii?

3. I got rid or the santa pillows. I’ve got these much plainer, much more comfortable pillows on my couch now. They’re maroon of some such colour.

4. I’m still convinced that Third Eye Blind’s self-titled record is possibly the finest record made since the passing of John Lennon.

5. I don’t think I can handle Booker’s. I like bourbon, but this stuff melts my insides. It doesn’t really have much of any flavour. Its too powerful to have flavour.

6. I don’t use third party iPod accessories. All over-priced Apple, all the way.

I opt not to tag anybody specifically. The usual suspects will take this tag without my forcing it upon them. Besides its Saturday morning. What the heck am I doing blogging right now anyway?