I have seventy-nine things left to add to my "101 Things About Me" list after this entry. (See also: part one, part two, and part three.) I am cleverly mashing together that project with this meme, since I'm really lazy and a fan of killing multiple birds.

My laziness also dictates that I will not be tagging anyone, which you can thank me for later. Although, if you'd like to steal this idea for your own blog, feel free to pretend I tagged you. I won't tell anyone.

Onward.

16. I like sucking the butter and salt off of the unpopped kernels at the bottom of a bowl of popcorn. I then spit the kernels back into the bowl when I'm done with 'em. I also eat the actual popcorn by lapping up pieces like a dog. You probably shouldn't share popcorn with me ever.
17. I always keep a pirate bandage, a SpongeBob SquarePants bandage, and a Curious George bandage in my purse in case of an emergency. It's important to have a variety of ways to decorate a papercut.
18. Going back-to-school shopping is my favorite thing to do ever.
19. Over three months of my life have been spent watching The Lord of the Rings trilogy.
20. I rotate through intense cereal cravings. One month, nothing will suffice but Fruit Loops. The next week, I'll kill my own family members to get a hold of some Crispix. Next, it's Lucky Charms or Rice Krispies. You probably shouldn't eat breakfast with me ever.
21. I lied on my eye exam in second grade because all the other kids were getting glasses. Sometimes, I wonder how long I could've gone without them.
22. I got the nickname "Cookie" by dressing up as a giant chocolate chip cookie in high school for "Superhero Day" during Spirit Week. Wal*mart didn't have any other decent costumes, so I made my own "superhero" and handed out chocolate chips all day.

When Twitter put the image of a little bird on a swirly branch up on their website a short while back, I was sure I had seen it somewhere before. And then I saw the exact same image up on the site of one of my new NaBloPoMo friends. It finally hit me where I had first seen the image.

There it is on the personal website of Emily, who I've been following since her days on Diaryland. She's an amazingly talented web designer, and I always love staring at her blog and wishing mine could look half as good.

Now check it out on the gorgeous website of my new pal, Jamie.

And in case you don't use Twitter, here it is on the front page.

Weird? I thought so. Maybe it's some sort of award that a website is given for being so extremely awesome. Perhaps it's a secret blogger cult that I haven't been invited to join. Or . . . I spend too much time online.

My father is the ultimate representation of Captain Obvious (or "Obviousman" in the Non Sequitur comic strip) in this day and age. Because of this, I grew up responding to a lot of my friends by sneering, "Thank you, Captain Obvious. Is your cape in the laundry today?" or equally snotty variations of the same.

Tonight, my dad was at it again. Actually, this is typical of almost every conversation I have with him.

Dad: "Hey, so your mom and I are on our way home."
Me: "Alright. You're bringing home dinner, right?"
Dad: "Yup. Have the pets been fed?"
Me: "Nope."
Dad: "Could you do that for us? Feed the pets?"
Me: "Yeah, no problem."
Dad: "Don't forget to feed the dog, too."
Me: "Yup. He's a pet."
Dad: "And don't forget to let him out after he eats."
Me: ". . . You mean, just like the past thirteen years?"
Dad: "Yeah, well . . . I just thought you might think he was too old to be let outside or something."

Oy. I'm surprised there isn't a dent in my forehead from all the times I've either thwacked it against my hand or my desk. Speaking of which . . . Daddy, I love you, but I'm going to have to tattoo "NO DUH" on your forehead while you're sleeping tonight.