10. Two words (one a hyphenated compound, I’ve decided): bleeding-heart liberal.
9. Peace-loving, tree-hugging, bleeding-heart liberal living under the rule of Bush II.
8. Weakness for rescue dogs: Adopted an obese Boston Terrier who, once slimmed down, it was revealed put the "boss" in Boston and the "terror" in Terrier.
7. Weakness for rescue dogs, take two: Went all mushy for the street orphan "puppy needs home" ad posted in the office break room and wound up with this adorable, wicked ball of fluff who takes me and Gordon for walks. Is it possible to develop tennis elbow from regular leash-walking?
6. Passionate about public transportation and other alternatives to the automobile and live in Los Angeles.
5. Love cool, rainy days and live in Los Angeles.
4. Regularly engage in self-sabotage by procrastination and mental trash talk. 3. Nasty cuticle-chewing and knuckle-cracking habits that I’m only recently beginning to kick.
2. Extremely and undeniably attracted to James Spader in his creepy, sadistic roles in Secretary and sex, lies, and videotape.
1. Stay up way past bedtime to write silly blog entries and suffer drowsily next day at work.
Oh, sure, there are some other, very significant ways, but as Bjork sings, "This time / I’m gonna keep me all to myself."
Senior Misterioso says: 