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My next entry...cleaning the bathroom! Yeah, it can be icky but when all the nastiness is scrubbed away, then buffed out with a pristine paper towel, there is instant gratificiation. THEN, later in the day, when you go back in there to *use* it, and find it all sparkly/shiny, it's a SECOND burst of pride and joy. Alas, it's so temporary, though, especially in my house of 5 plus 3 pets and frequent visitors.

Agreed with that one, Sketchy! There are days when I just *need* to accomplish *something*, and a successful battle against soap scum can be quite fulfilling!

Oh, and just to clarify, my 3 pets don't use the bathroom like we do (I'm not that patient/fanatic a trainer). But the cats do like to drink out of the tub. I find evidence of their travels in there all the time. As for the dog, well, his hair is EVERYWHERE in our house, so it comes as no surprise that it's in the bathroom too.

Yeah, maybe I should have just put the general subject of "cleaning" in this thread. I actually do hate cleaning, but once I'm done, I'm very satisfied/relieved, so it's worth it.

Cleaning the bathroom, not so much, but there are always little projects that when I feel like I'm getting *nowhere* with some aspect of my life, I can just go do, like rake the lawn, and get a sense that I accomplished something.

It's all empowering and shit!

I also like the movie Roadhouse and brussell sprouts!

Something else else else I also like: airports and traveling in general. I like the break from being at the office, I like the feeling of going somewhere, and I like how airports are basically giant malls these days. On an airplane (assuming you aren't afraid of flying), you can read, listen to your Ipod, watch a movie, type on your laptop--basically no one can bother you. I'm also a big fan of traveling very lightly and packing very little...its a bit thrilling to live out of a suitcase for three days and know you have just enough stuff for maybe one more day than you're supposed to, and you will likely have to end up entertaining yourself for a little while.

^And that's all from flying in coach. First class can be fun sometimes but its highly overrated for the cost. Its only worth it if you get a free upgrade or an upgrade deal for like $50.

The smell of burning leaves in fall. Most people freak out anymore about burning, so trained in thinking its only destructive.

But, a good pile of raked leaves, the boy diving into it and playing, and then, when the nose is truly running from the chill, FIRE!

The leaves go up and there is this wonderful smell from my childhood all over again. I can't burn leaves here in town, so the only place I get to smell it anymore is either at my folks place in the country, or out on the road while working.

I really like bad weather and feel better when the pressure drops.

I also love the rain and "bad weather". I find it both soothing and relaxing. I never use an umbrella, as I don't mind getting a little wet either.

I like the sun and nice weather too, but so many people I know act like someone kicked them when it rains. I need variety.

Also, big crowds of people. I know my wife hates giant crowds, as does my Mom, as do most my siblings. I was made for them.

I always excelled socially in High School and college when I was in large crowds of people and now I just thrive off the energy. One of my favorite places is Grand Central Station in NYC because you can just feel the energy when you're in there--hundreds of people walking through every second with things to do and places to go. I love it.

For this reason, I also like parades and carnivals. Of course, any time there is a large crowd, the reason for the gathering usually comes with a few negatives (re: drunk teenagers at parades, weird people at carnivals, etc.)

I am with you on this.

I was in a massive downpour one day walking to a local store. The huddled masses waiting for it to clear up a little before making that mad dash to the car. Looking at the rain as if wanted to melt them where they stood.

As I approached them, calmly walking, I looked at the crowd and said "It's only water." As I got to the crowd, several people were actually laughing out loud and starting out into the rain...not running either.

Speaking of bad weather....

Wimbledon.

I'm from the south where "men are men and women are women and we don't go fer no tooty fruity sports what don't involve men hittin' each other and pattin' each other on tha ass" as one ...ahem...gentleman explained to me in P.E. one day.

(I thought he was much "gayer" than his homophobia let on...turns out I was right, but that's another story)

However, one day I happened on Wimbledon and watched a few minutes. It was a women's match and funny thing was, not only was it very athletic and demanding, it was fun to watch, and the women were smokin' hot. then I started noticing that a lot of the "alternative" sports were a lot tougher for the individual player than some of the so-called team sports. I have enjoyed them ever since.

I haven't abandoned Baseball, my fist love, or football, not so much a love as enjoying following my favorite team, but I've enjoyed a lot more different sports, like the Tour De France, beach volleyball (though I haven't seen much the last couple of years), and others.

So, thanks coach. If you hadn't been the class a jerk (and later to find out pedophile with the running back) I might never have felt the need to check out some other sports besides the ones that gave you a woody, perv.

Democratic control of state legislatures outside of New England and Iowa.

Brussel sprouts

Dream Boy

Ditto. I walk where I need to go, generally, living within walking distance of most of the stuff I need to deal with, and sometimes it's raining and I just go right out there. Once you're wet, it's futile to try and keep any part of yourself dry anyway, as it's gonna soak into your clothes and spread all over the place, so just accept the wetness and keep on walking!


Another thing that I'm probably supposed to hate, getting stopped by the police and asked what I'm doing. I walk late at night to the gym and back, and about once a month, a police car pulls up beside me and asks what I'm doing. I tell them, they drive on (generally accepting that the dude covered in sweat wearing gym shorts and hiking through foot-deep snow drifts did, in fact, just come from the gym...).

It's nice to know that they are driving around keeping an eye on stuff and not parked somewhere asleep.

Put me down as hating any interaction with the police. It almost never goes well for me. Despite the fact that my father was in law enforcement. Go figure.

Well, thats what you get for cartin' those dead hookers around in your trunk. We told you to get rid of them, but nooooo........

I also hate any interaction at all with the police, even though I have at least over a dozen great friends who are cops (one in my wedding party and three more who came to my wedding--that's how good).

Of course, I was arrested in High School, again in college, and have had several other "classic" run-ins with them in my day. But those are stories for other times...

Thread blur strikes again!

Oh, and Roadhouse fans, take note: There's been both a play and a musical adaptation of your favorite movie. The play was here a few days ago. (No, I didn't go. I'm broke. What else is new?)

Some others mentioned cleaning a few pages back as something they secretly like. For me, its not so much cleaning (though I also will clean the kitchen), but organizing that I like to do that provides me with a distraction and sense of getting something done. If I get a whole mess of material / information or just a plain mess itself, I don't mind digging in and getting the damn thing organized. Sometimes when I do some writing, I think organizing can actually be counter-intuitive to creativity (though not always, sometimes it helps and enhances it); however, for more practical stuff, I feel the immediate need to get everything organized and measured.

I get it from my father. It used to drive my Mom crazy sometimes and I think my wife is feeling the same. My brother who is a year younger than me is like my father and I, while my little brother and sister are more like my Mom and prefer the 'cluster of chaos' approach to things.

Heh. I'll generally let about two months worth of comics pile up, then I'll go and get some bags from my lcs. Then, after bagging I'll put them in order in series and store them in a steamer trunk I use for that. Then, as each series reaches a twenty five issue milestone, I'll place those in a box and store them.

Right now, amoung trying to make the house payments and get a newer vehicle to drive for work, I'm also saving a little bit when I can in order to build a small outbuilding for myself. It will be mostly storage, for things like yard tools, etc... but one side will be for my extensive comics collection. Unfortunately, I'm gonna have to figure out a good way to build it to protect my collection from rats, which really like wood or paper to build nests in. I live in a rural area and the pests always look for something like that to winter in. I'm actually looking into metal file cabinets, I know where to get some good used ones.

Not only that, but at some point, I'm gonna start cataloging my collection as well.

And my wife thinks she's the organized one.

For me, it's a little different. I'm an unsociable, even antisocial, person. One might expect me to prefer to live in a low-density suburban area if not out in the country. But whenever I even go to the outlying areas of the city (Calgary, Alberta - one of the world's worst examples of urban sprawl), let alone a small town, I feel like an alien. I don't feel safe when I can see to the horizon in every direction. I'd probably feel more at home in Manhattan or even (at least until I tried to talk to anyone) Tokyo.

Right there on the cleaning / organizing.

The comic / gaming stores *loves* when I come in with nothing to do, because I get all OCD about stuff on the shelves and start rearranging stuff to put it in order or relevant products near each other.

It just bugs me to see stuff in the wrong place!

70's music. Well, some of it anyway. Still hate 90% of disco, but there are a few songs here and there I still like.

And while there is a certain amount of smug "self awareness" left over from the 60's, there is a lot of stuff i actually like from then, as evidenced by the "smexy" thread and several others here on music.

Carol of the Bells.

I even have a couple of versions that I'll play in secret when it's not holiday season.