Huge fear of white lines. Big, small, short, long.

 

What are we talking about here - the queue to get into a Toby Keith concert?

Here's a few of mine:

 

I eat left handed but write with my right hand.

 

I sleep only on my side, left or right. There's no way I can sleep on my back, and certainly not face down on my stomach.

 

I always put my socks and shoes on the right foot first. Also place my right leg in my pants first.

 

I have to have something to read when I'm on the commode. If there's no reading material where I'm at, I'll read the labels on shampoo bottles or hair spray, etc.

 

A Diet-Pepsi is a must anytime I go somewhere in my car. I may not drink much of it but I still have to have it sitting there in the cup holder.

 

I like to sleep on the left side of the bed.

 

I don't like wearing button-up shirts.

 

I always take showers, not baths.

In the presence of my wife, if I drop an M&M, a piece of popcorn or peanut or something, I'll throw another one on the ground so it has a 'friend.'

 

Yes, I turned in my man card long ago.

Huge fear of white lines. Big, small, short, long.

Then stay in the dugout or on the sidelines. And you never have to be worried about cocaine addiction.

Left sock, right sock, left shoe, right shoe.

 

I physically CANNOT put on a shirt left arm first. Has to be right arm first.

 

I eat corn on the cob from left to right in (I know, this is a shock) extremely neat rows. Eating it from right to left would be physically possible, but very, very awkward.

 

When reading a book (and I read ALL the time), if I can't find a stopping place at the end of a chapter, I will stop at a "good" page number. One whose numbers add up to a multiple of 5 (55, 122, 654, etc.).

 

When I log on to the home computer, I check My eBay Selling first, the head over to BGP. Sad to have one's priorities so grossly out of whack, but I make no apologies.

 

I almost always, when ordering fries at Mickey D's, spring for a side of tartar sauce to mix with my ketchup.

 

I like Skyline, Gold Star, etc. as hot dog sauce. I don't think I've ever eaten a bowl of it under the guise of actual chili.

 

L LOVE Broadway musicals. Got hooked as a kid in the 1960s when the family would go to a place in the 'burbs of Baltimore called Painter's Mill Music Fair. At the time it was under a big tent and featured Broadway shows usually headlined by someone famous but past their prime (Howard Keel, Anna Maria Alberghetti, John Bubbles), on their way up (Liza Minelli), or a musical theater specialist (John Raitt - father of Bonnie). My dad was an art teacher at the time and one or two of his students had summer jobs there building stage scenes, and could always get good tickets for us. I guess we saw just about every well-known musical - South Pacific, The Music Man, Man of La Mancha, Oklahoma, Carousel, Porgy and Bess (my favorite at the time), etc. We try to get to at least one every year at the Aronoff Center. Les Mis and Wicked are my two favorites from recent years; although mcdaughter says that Phantom of the Opera, which we missed, was just as good.

What did you do? Go down to South Milwaukee? The most bars per capita in the US (Bar, street, bar, row of houses, bar, street, bar, row of houses, etc.). I loved that place.

Walked from apartment to Wells, State and Kilbourn Streets, all near Marquette. But you did give a nice visual of South Milwaukee!

I hate to have a car in front of me when I am driving. I will turn into Jeff Gordon to get around any car that dares to drive in front of me and dictate my driving.

Walked from apartment to Wells, State and Kilbourn Streets, all near Marquette. But you did give a nice visual of South Milwaukee!

 

I didn't live on campus. I lived in Oak Creek. On Hwy 100 west of I-94.

I hate to have a car in front of me when I am driving. I will turn into Jeff Gordon to get around any car that dares to drive in front of me and dictate my driving.

 

Oh my gosh! You're THAT guy! :eek: Seriously...I was just talking to someone the other day as I was driving. We're riding down a 2 lane country road doing 60 in a 55 MPH zone. This guy is totally on my butt. Eventually, he could pass, so he did. And then he drives along at the same 60MPH I was doing. His only deal was that he HAD to be in front. What is up with that?

I love onion rings but will not eat anything that has onions on it.

 

The toilet paper must be on the roll with the paper coming from the top.

 

I am neurotically punctual.

I love onion rings but will not eat anything that has onions on it.

The toilet paper must be on the roll with the paper coming from the top.

 

I am neurotically punctual.

 

 

Same here.

My favorite part of the popcorn bowl is those half popped kernels at the bottom!

Oh my gosh! You're THAT guy! :eek: Seriously...I was just talking to someone the other day as I was driving. We're riding down a 2 lane country road doing 60 in a 55 MPH zone. This guy is totally on my butt. Eventually, he could pass, so he did. And then he drives along at the same 60MPH I was doing. His only deal was that he HAD to be in front. What is up with that?

 

Drafting.

Oh my gosh! You're THAT guy! :eek: Seriously...I was just talking to someone the other day as I was driving. We're riding down a 2 lane country road doing 60 in a 55 MPH zone. This guy is totally on my butt. Eventually, he could pass, so he did. And then he drives along at the same 60MPH I was doing. His only deal was that he HAD to be in front. What is up with that?

 

 

:lol: :lol: :lol:

 

 

No. I'm not that dude. I hate to ride people to close because it seems like everybody brakes for no reason and I despise slamming my brakes also. Plus, if I pass you on a two lane road I will leave you in my dust.

Drafting.

 

I love draft partners on the interstate. As long as they are behind me.