Two Posts in One Day?

Why not? The picture above is my attempt of a summer-time jack-o-lantern. It worked pretty well! The coolest thing about it, you get to eat the guts!

Alicia "tagged" me.

Who came up with calling it tagging? I've heard it used for a childhood game, gift-wrapping, and ear identification for cattle, but dishing out demands like, "Fill this out, post it and send it back to me or you'll have 7 years of bad luck", is that really tagging? OK. Well, I'm gonna fill it out just in case. Heaven only knows, the last thing I need is seven years of bad luck.

I am: a boy

I know: more Canadians than you'll probably ever meet

I want: to be remembered as the one who didn't tag back

I have: no comment for the press at this time

I wish: taxes weren't such a pain to file. If they want our money so badly, you'd think they'd make the process of giving it to them a little easier.

I hate: people who love arguing. O how they vex me. And clowns. I hate them

I miss: Jana, Canada, and my friend Devin

I fear: angry women

I feel: with my fingers

I hear: with my ears

I smell: with my nose

I crave: with my tummy

I search: with google

I wonder: why iPod didn't make it onto this list.

I regret: having started to fill this out. Can I quit now?

I love: rainy days

I care: nothing for the prospect of lots of money

I always: quote movies. So sorry

I am not: done yet? DANG IT!

I believe: I'm thirsty

I dance: rarely.

I sing: bass

I don’t always: floss as much as I should

I fight: stupidity, but I think I'm losing

I write: blog entries when I feel like it

I lose: more sunglasses than any other item

I win: at games

I never: want to play golf -ever. Seems like a sad waste of the later years

I listen: to my Granny's dating propositions and laugh

I am scared: of being stepped on by an elephant

I need: vitamins to keep me healthy and fight free-radicals. No, it's true.

I am happy about: my plans

I tag: NOBODY! I am officially ending the curse at this point.