Say What? Secrets and Guilty Pleasures

We all have things that we enjoy but are afraid that our friends will find out that we like them. There are also “secrets” that we keep– you know, the things that nobody believes about you, no matter how hard you try to convince them otherwise?

I’ve been thinking about these things for a while. While stalking my twitter-people, I saw a conversation (sorry I don’t remember who. If you were involved, let me know and I’ll add you) about being ashamed that he/she loved Avril Lavigne. It was said in jest– at least, I am hoping it was– but it triggered a thought in mah noggin. What do I love/do that I don’t really want people to know about? Then it expanded to the expectations that people have of me that I simply cannot comply with.

Then I thought of this…

Every one of us has some Michael Bolton in us. I thought I would share some of my eccentricities and dirty little secrets with you.

Music (Caution: Swears and Inappropriate, Irreverent Songs)

I am completely obsessed with songs with the word “fuck” in them, especially if the word is repeated multiple times. In the chorus. Over and over again. Yes. That’s right. When a song comes on dropping the f-bomb, I turn it up and sing it loudly (unless my daughter is in the car; if she is, I just skip it and pout a little).

I know, I know… I am a teacher and I should be above all of that. Well, tough tushies. I was a real-live person before I became a teacher. Some of my favorites in no particular order whatsoever:

  1. Lily Allen, “Fuck You”
  2. Cee-lo Green, “Fuck You”
  3. Beastie Boys, “Hey Fuck You”
  4. The High Speed Scene, “FUCKN’ Spend Money
  5. Methods of Mayhem, “Proposition Fuck You”
  6. Phunk Junkeez, “Thick Like Mornin’ Dick
  7. The Murmurs, “You Suck”

People see me as a mild-mannered reporter… oh, wait, that’s Clark Kent.

Nobody expects me to love swearing. Everyone seems to think that I’m innocent and unaware. I’m not. I usually save that side of me for people I trust.


I love new technology. Probably unnaturally so. The gadgets… oh, yes. The gadgets. When I see a new one, I pull a Homer Simpson and start drooling. I pride myself on being able to figure out how to work any electronic gadget. It may take me a while, but I get it eventually.

I can never, ever remember how to turn on the DVD player.

There are sooo many buttons and remotes and inputs. I’d rather keep the tv off than try to figure it all out. My hubby has shown me how multiple times but it just doesn’t stick. So, I wait for him to get home when I want to watch something. Thank goodness he’s patient.


Ancient Aliens. Finding Bigfoot. UFO Files. Ancient Discoveries. Brad Meltzer’s Decoded. UFO Hunters. Nostradamus Effect. Life after People. Monster Quest.

These are a few of my favorite things. I call them “pulp documentaries.” Even if I don’t believe everything that is presented, I find them incredibly entertaining.

Also, Ancient Aliens has Giorgio Tsoukalicious (or as I like to call him: Gorgeous Gorgio).



Your turn:

I’ve bared some of my secrets. How about you? Will you share some of yours with me? If you do, I will share more of mine.