mthor

Posts his sand castles on Zillow.

Is extremely enthusiastic about haggis, but only if it's authentic.

Once worked as a roadie for the chamber orchestra of St. Martin in The Fields.

Enters the Publishers' Clearing House Sweepstakes every year without fail, using a different alias each time.

Hands runners tapioca pudding during marathons. Just tapioca pudding; no container.

I didn't get into a really comfortable place in my head or heart until I was in my forties. Part of it was getting a decent psychiatrist, and part of it was developing some perspective and figuring out what was actually possible. No advice, really, just an observation. Forty isn't the end, but it is a good time to reevaluate.

makes eggless souffles - her favorite is cheese-banana.

Cheats at Scrabble.

Aspires to be the Johnny Appleseed of prunes.

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New York gets everything except volcanoes. Blizzards, hurricanes, tornadoes, earthquakes...we've got it all.

Today? Where've you been? We were getting 50 mph on and off all last week, too. I've lost five pounds just chasing the trash cans around the neighborhood.

Handcuffs skeletons.

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Yeah, it's been in the 20's-30's here, hence taking chances, but 80 is a nice temperature for cultures.

If it smells ok, and it's still cold where you are,I might take my chances, but then again, I'm retired and can afford to spend a couple of days in the bathroom.

Is all thumbs - five on each hand and five on each foot.

Only chews on alternate Thursdays.

I have this mental picture of your Domino's winding up somewhere in suburban Helsinki...

Tiptoes through the tulips.

Goes to Graceland incognito at least once a year.

Moonlights as an exorcist.

Ye gods, how could I forget Thundarr the Barbarian and The Smurfs? I watched them religiously every Saturday morning during nursing school.

Runs a Bigfoot sanctuary.

Hand lotion. It's not as bad as when I was working (back then, it was hand washing or alcohol based sanitizer every 5 or 10 minutes), but I still forget or put it off after I wash my hands or do the dishes, until I hit the point of wondering why my hands are so dry and itchy.