29 September 2006
Everybody Has One
Everybody has a flaw. It's not dangerous or self destructive, it just drives everyone else around you nuts. Usually it's a little thing where they give up and just let you do it.
You have to be the one to load the dishwasher because no one else does it "right".
You have to plan all the trips because no one else could get you there as fast or as well prepared.
You have to handle all decorating because no matter how well something was done, you wouldn't like the colors, the design the artwork ... something.
Now, I can't stand to leave a question unanswered. We are talking dead stop to all other activity here folks. Once my curiosity is aroused about anything from major political trends to the price of peas at the local supermarket, the answer must be found. People around me know that you don't get between me and an encyclopedia or computer when I hear something on TV or read something in a book that makes me go "Huh?". Me without google is not pretty. We're talking twitch and drool here. This totally irrational curiosity has been both the source of my income and the bain of my existence since learning to read almost 60 years ago.
So what is yours?
The Confessional will stay open all weekend.