Tuesday is the day we at The Nest give you an insight into how fucked up the author of this blog is by answering Melanie’s weekly Share Your World questions. It’s been 12 weeks now, and I still haven’t been banned from the challenge yet! I must be doing something right. Oh, and now SYW has an even more North America centric logo than last week’s! YAY! This will make the rest of the world hate the U. S. of A. even more now!
What is the best pick me up that you know of? To shake you out of the blues?
Distraction is the key to my mental health…. and I am the king of distracting myself. I’ll look up old songs I like on YouTube, check out one of the baseball websites I like, or heck… even read some of my old stuff here since nobody cracks me up quite like myself.
What would be the title of your memoir?
“How To Cure Your Insomnia” – the ultra boring life of one Evil Squirrel. Warning: Do not listen to this audiobook while driving or operating heavy machinery.
Where do you like to go when you eat out?
I like eating at the bottom of the fast food chain. Here’s an old post that goes over some of my favorite haunts… at least, circa May of 2015. I think of overpriced fancy restaurant food the same way a lot of people think of greasy fast food. If the menu doesn’t have decimal points on the prices, I don’t want to eat there…
Do you believe in luck?
I believe in the randomness of the universe… which isn’t really luck, or at least what people think about when they think of luck. Hexes and jinxes and lucky streaks are all hogwash. I love black cats and unicorns equally, and I hate Lucky Charms cereal because I hated those nasty ass marshmallow bits they put in kids cereals which I’m pretty sure are actually toxic, and why I once threw up my Count Chocula…
Aside from necessities, what is one thing you couldn’t go a day without?
Internet access. I remember the days before I had it and how I kept my large amount of free time occupied without it… but I wouldn’t want to go back to the prehistoric days of the 90’s, at least in that regard.
There was a heated battle for The Nest’s sarcastic gratitude nod this week… but I’ll give it to the jerkwad who stole my jacket from the break room at work last Tuesday night/Wednesday morning (More likely the former). Thanks a lot, asshole. I hope you’re allergic to the fabric and break out in nasty welts that slowly suffocate your sorry ass. But that probably won’t happen since along with luck, I’m also not a big believer in karma…