Tagged by Soccer Dad, who brings me out of hibernation now that all my chametz has been biured.
Accent? What accent? Everyone else has an accent!
Okay, call it an Average American, national news anchor accent. Mild enough that Brits have thought I was Canadian (yuck!).
Mostly wine: dry red, semi-dry white. Don't drink beer - never tried it. An occasional whiskey, though I'm not sure what the big deal is. Fruity liqueurs are nice.
Chore I Hate:
All of them. Mostly, though, cleaning the house. It never ends!
I can stand them when others take care of them. Won't pet them myself.
The Internet. All of it. What did I ever do without it?
They're all the same to me.
Gold & Silver:
Waste of money. Wife disagrees.
Depends on my bladder.
Software Engineer. Maybe even "Senior" Software Engineer, for what that's worth.
One. Not including me and my wife.
Apartment with unaffordable mortgage.
Most Admired Trait:
Ability to explain complex things clearly. And simple things obscurely.
Number of Sexual Partners:
I thought it usually involved two?
Overnight Hospital Stays:
None, thank God.
Opening bills and bank statements.
Kermit: Bear left.
Fozzie: Right, frog!
Jewish, Orthodox (Modern).
See Zodiac Sign.
Time I Usually Wake Up:
The word "usually" doesn't make sense in that context.
Playing The William Tell Overture by tapping a ballpoint pen against my front teeth.
Vegetable I Refuse To Eat:
All of them.
Now and then. I like to see what's going on in there.
Yummy Foods I Make:
I tag: Jack the Shack ("Jack not name - Jack job!"), Am Echad (the blogger, not the defunct political party), Trilcat (just married, and currently at a juggling convention?).