I got this from Whirly but I monkeyed with the questions a little because I fuckin’ felt like it. Following Whirly’s lead, I won’t tag you (though I might goose you.)
Some of these it’s hard to think of seven. Some, hard to stop at seven.
The 7 Things meme.
7 Things to do before I croak:
Jump out of a plane. (which will be right before I croak if I forget a parachute)
Dive the rest of the oceans. There are still a couple I haven’t been in.
Visit all fifty states. (I’m good for seventeen so far, so only thirty three more to go.)
Write a novel.
Sell something I’ve written.
Learn to play guitar again.
7 Things I can’t do:
Sing. Well, I can sing two or three songs and be close to the right key, but that’s about all.
Read or write cursive.
7 things that most attract to someone: (This was a different question but I decided to generalize it. And fuck stopping at seven.)
A sense of humor. (If I can’t make you laugh, most of my tools are gone. If you can’t make me laugh, I won’t be interested after beauty wears off.)
Intelligence. (Dammit, talking is 90% of a relationship. Sometimes 100%)
Someone who knows how to submit, and how to stand up to me. (If you can do both, I will almost certainly fall in love.)
Someone who can argue. (I argue. It’s how I am. I don’t need to win, but I need to argue.)
A sense of adventure. (Some who isn’t afraid to try anything and everything, and will go back for seconds to make sure.)
Femininity. (I like girls who are girls. It’s ok if they drink beer and burp and work on cars. It’s ok if they can beat me in an argument or even in a fight. There’s got to be something essentially girly there to turn my screw.)
Honesty. I hate being lied to, and I can take the truth even if it hurts. And I’ll forgive just about anything for love.
Sexuality. You have to love sex. You have to love to feel good and make someone else feel good.
And you know, let’s get down to the physical.
Ass. (I’m all about the ass. I admit it. Keep the tits, gimmee the rear view.)
Scars, tattoos, piercings, moles, beauty marks. (The little things that make a body or face unique. Beauty is only enhanced by imperfection.)
Hair. (Shaved below, long above. But I also love very very short hair, or weird colored hair. Like scars, your hair is one of the things that makes you YOU).
7 Things I say most often:
“Fuck”. (Or variants on that theme – I love me some F word.)
“Hey Baby.” (If I have not ever addressed you as baby, wait, I will.)
“No, that’s wrong.” (I can’t help it, I correct people. I’ve tried to stop. It’s a burden knowing everything.)
“Why Not?” (This is both “why can’t we?” and “what the fuck, might as well”)
“Why are we/you doing it this way?” (I’m always thiking, there’s gotta be a better way to do this.)
“I want…” (I’m all about want. I’m never satisfied. There’s more. I muct have it. I must have everything and every one.)
“Where are my…” (I lose things. My keys. My sunglasses. My boots. My watch. IF I’ve been at your house, I’ve left something there. I bet I left something there the last time I was there. And no, I’m not counting the DNA).
7 Books I love: (This list could be 200 books long, these are just the ones that pop to mind right now)
Mystic Pig by Richard Katrovas (Just about the best novel ever)
Lord of the Rings (We’re calling this one book)
Last Call by Tim Powers (and we could insert On Stranger Tides and Anubis Gates and a couple others by Powers and fill up most of this list)
Lord of Emperors, by GG Kay (Hard to chose one, this could have been any of his novels)
Bloodsucking Fiends by Chris Moore (Get it, read it. Now.)
Sandman by Gaiman (This is cheating. I cheat. Live with it. )
Harry Potter (It’s a series, but fuck it, I love it as a single linear book experience)
7 Movies I could watch again and again: (This one could be a hundred or two also)
Monty Python and the Holy Grail
Wizard of Oz
Pirates of the Caribbean
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum
Up in Arms (Danny Kaye’s first film)