Unspectacular!
Whenever I hear the word "spectacular" I think of Marv "YES!" Albert announcing the 1991 NBA Finals.
But Marv has nothing to do with this post. I have been tagged by Kelli and Linda to list six unspectacular things about myself, things that make me just like most everyone else. Since everyone I know of who reads this blog has already participated in this exercise, there is no reason for me to explain further. Also, don't be offended if I don't tag anyone else - like I said, if you're reading this, I'm pretty sure you've already been tagged.
1) I blog. Not very often. And not as with much care as I have in the past, which fits the profile of 99% of all the other bloggers out there.
2) I am a passionate sports fan and thank God that's something that only brings distraction and entertainment rather than fulfilment and peace. In my lifetime, my favorite teams have never won the World Series, the Stanley Cup, the NCAA tournament, the Rose Bowl (or any bowl of any kind for that matter), etc. And the Bears, the supposed dynasty of the mid-80s managed to fade away after a single Super Bowl. Since only one team at a time can win a championship, I suppose all that disappointment is shared by a great majority of sports fans around the world.
3) I like to walk. Yes indeed.
4) I love music, but get very little out of it other than enjoyment and entertainment. Music rarely inspires or moves me. Sometimes it gets me moving (not dancing, just moving), but that's usually because I'm in an active mood anyway.
5) My first job for which I got paid was at a place off Howard St and Wolf Rd in Des Plaines that did catering for the ground crews at O'Hare Airport. I mopped the floor and took out the garbage, and cleaned the grease trap, which, in its way, was, in fact, spectacular. I couldn't eat or drink for a day after performing that task because the rancid stench became so embedded in my senses that everything, even water, tasted and smelled foul.
6) I have difficulty narrowing down the final selections when I put together lists like this.
But Marv has nothing to do with this post. I have been tagged by Kelli and Linda to list six unspectacular things about myself, things that make me just like most everyone else. Since everyone I know of who reads this blog has already participated in this exercise, there is no reason for me to explain further. Also, don't be offended if I don't tag anyone else - like I said, if you're reading this, I'm pretty sure you've already been tagged.
1) I blog. Not very often. And not as with much care as I have in the past, which fits the profile of 99% of all the other bloggers out there.
2) I am a passionate sports fan and thank God that's something that only brings distraction and entertainment rather than fulfilment and peace. In my lifetime, my favorite teams have never won the World Series, the Stanley Cup, the NCAA tournament, the Rose Bowl (or any bowl of any kind for that matter), etc. And the Bears, the supposed dynasty of the mid-80s managed to fade away after a single Super Bowl. Since only one team at a time can win a championship, I suppose all that disappointment is shared by a great majority of sports fans around the world.
3) I like to walk. Yes indeed.
4) I love music, but get very little out of it other than enjoyment and entertainment. Music rarely inspires or moves me. Sometimes it gets me moving (not dancing, just moving), but that's usually because I'm in an active mood anyway.
5) My first job for which I got paid was at a place off Howard St and Wolf Rd in Des Plaines that did catering for the ground crews at O'Hare Airport. I mopped the floor and took out the garbage, and cleaned the grease trap, which, in its way, was, in fact, spectacular. I couldn't eat or drink for a day after performing that task because the rancid stench became so embedded in my senses that everything, even water, tasted and smelled foul.
6) I have difficulty narrowing down the final selections when I put together lists like this.
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