Quriks

My brother I self, AKA Dan Tres Omi, tagged me to do provide six quirks. So here goes;

1. I cannot stand to eat food with no shirt on. Just seems gross to me. Further more I can't stand to watch anyone eat food without a shirt on, even is she is as fine as all out doors.

2. If your going to listen to my CD's, they MUST put them back in their case when finished. This is true for DVD's as well. I have put far to much money into my music and movie collection and it should be handled with care. This also means I generally don't loan my shit out either.

3. I have never, and to this day still do not, eat my cereal with milk on it. Not sure how it started cause I don't remember ever eating it any other way. I didn't think much of it until I was in the Navy and people constantly remarked how odd they thought it was. I guess I just don't want my cereal squishy.

4. Not sure if this is so much a Quirk as it is a sense of taste. When I make or get an apple martini made I replace the Vodka with Crown Royal. I tripped upon this little tasty treat when I was in Atlantic City about two years ago. I was at the Sounds Of Philadelphia restaurant inside of the Bally's hotel and they had a drink called an "Philly Apple." Which was basically a apple martini with Crown Royal vice Vodka. Makes all the difference in the world. I suggest you give it a try.

5. Ok this is an odd one. I can't count the number of times I have had someone come up to me or I have even recognized them, had an entire conversation, and couldn't remember their name. But that is not my quirk. The quirk is I never ask, I just keep on talking but never ask their name. An example; their is this dude at the gym and we both recognized each other, and for the past three weeks we have spoken each time we see each other, and even given each other dap. But can't remember his name, and for whatever reason I always feel odd asking. Kind of a Larry David moment.

6. Ok last one; I never put my good books in my back pack. I always hand carry them as I cannot stand for the pages to become dog eared.


The rules of the game is I'm to tag six others to do this. Problem is, I don't have six friends, and only two in the blogosphere, and one of them was the one who hit me. So Amadeo if your up to it, the mic is all yours.



Peace