The sixth city guide in the Fun Also Rises Travel Series, extraordinary detail--with a unique focus on fun to provide the ultimate Miami experience.
Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose at least 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. Then you have to tag the person who answered the tag, and also tag their picture and the tag they are wearing around their neck. Then you need to shout: Tag! Tag! Tag! If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you, but only how you were before you were tagged. If you were already tagged, I am not interested.
My favorite comedy for all times is "Titanic." When that guy careens off the propeller... man, don't get me started!
Perhaps the greatest compliment anyone can give me is: Hey, your teeth don't look capped!
I may be an Ivy League dropout, but I score off the charts on those online IQ tests. Personality tests, not so high. And I just plain don't understand those throw-a-vampire deals. Also, I hate vampires.
Apparently, some long-lost relative of mine was tragically killed in an auto accident in Lagos, Nigeria. I'm supposed to receive a hefty sum for that as soon as my paperwork is processed. And when I get that check--so long, Facebook suckers!
I like to live-blog
"House" in haiku on Fridays
"It's sarcoidosis."
I've traveled all over the world to some pretty exotic locales, but I'd have to say my favorite place is my own backyard. Because that's where I've buried all my treasure.
Favorite sports: Curling, cringing, bleating, flapping and lunging.
My PIN is 6933.
You know that TV commercial for a book about quitting your addictions? I am so addicted to it.
I'm not ashamed to say that I bawled my eyes out when Liz and Anthony got married on "For Better or For Worse." That's just how I roll.
The most beautiful word in the Spanish language is "relincha."
I love to cook, I've taken classes with Marcella Hazan in Venice and Simone Beck in Provence, and I've eaten at some of the best restaurants in the world. So, yes, you could say I'm a bit of a food snob. But I've gotta be honest: there's nothing more satisfying than tucking into a good stick of gum. And an icy six-pack. Actually, not the gum so much. I just like that phrase "tucking into."
Sometimes when we touch, the honesty's too much. Has that happened to you, too? Whoa.
I was the mastermind behind that coup in Ghana back in '87. Oh, wait, nobody was supposed to know that. Well, too late now. Go ahead and Twitter it, Rick Sanchez.
I started the Facebook group 1,000,000 Fans of The Lockhorns.
If I could live my life over again, there's nothing I would do differently, except for that night when we shouted "Got any dope?" to a cop.
Remember that story "Area Woman Admires Properly Mulched Garden"? Me. How about "Area Woman Frequently Confuses Meryl Streep, Ethel Merman"? Me again.
You know how some people like their toilet paper to roll from the top, and others from the bottom? Well, I just leave the roll next to the toilet. It's too hard to remember what's right. So sue me!
If you young'uns knew what "poke" meant to the folks who lived in Larry McMurtry's Lonesome Dove, I don't think you'd "poke" so many people so often.
Despite this year's unprecedented disasters -- a global financial crisis, corrupt scammers who've ripped off innocent investors, unending wars, a shallow, immoral culture -- I know I wasn't alone feeling that tremendous surge of hope and joy as I witnessed, with all the world, a single event so moving that my tears flowed freely: the highway signs hacked to read: NAZI ZOMBIES AHEAD! RUN!
NAZI ZOMBIES AHEAD! RUN!
