Comments on: Five Things Most People Don’t Know About Me

by: dan oconnell

Tue, 27 Feb 2007 23:33:26 +0000

My mom tried to get me to eat some cucumber before I could have the rest of my dinner. I said, “No dinner for me, thank you.” Mom said I would have to eat the cuc tomorrow. Yuck.

A Poem About Not Liking Cucumber

Give your cucs to the ducks
‘Cause when I smell such yucks
That makes me pukes.

by: dan oconnell

Tue, 27 Feb 2007 23:13:20 +0000

I hate cucumbers too.
They taste like something that does not taste good.

by: * (asterisk)

Fri, 09 Feb 2007 18:52:15 +0000

Oh, Christ alive — how did I miss this tagging? Oh I know, I went on hols on 8 Jan and I guess I didn’t scroll back far enough on my return. Sorry, Cliff (if you even read this); I’ll get on to it over the weekend. What a klutz!

by: Meg

Mon, 08 Jan 2007 14:56:08 +0000

Two things:

1. My fingers do that too, though my middle finger on each hand leans too, so on the left hand, the fingers are basically: / / \ \ and a thumb.

2. Forty-five MINUTES on one note? Good grief. I’m very glad I’m not your neighbour.

by: Sam

Mon, 08 Jan 2007 13:04:27 +0000

Bugger me.

by: Wendy

Mon, 08 Jan 2007 12:31:05 +0000

‘im indoors (Phil) can’t stand them either. He can tell if I’ve cut his tomato (why does that sound rude?) with the same knife I used to cut my cucumber. He feels vindicated that it’s a genetic thing.

by: Cliff

Mon, 08 Jan 2007 12:20:08 +0000

Minutes, Sam. Fourty five minutes.

by: fionat

Mon, 08 Jan 2007 12:07:50 +0000

It appears you are one of those genetically disposed to tasting cucumber. Apparently, there are three kinds of tasters in the world. The first, a large category of folks who think cucumber tastes of nothing, only water, and are incredulous at people who don’t like it. “What? How can you not like cucumber? It doesn’t taste of anything! Only water!” Then there are those who think it tastes of something, but something not altogether unpalatable, like a mildly flavoured vegetable that can be consumed without taking your taste buds hostage for hours. And then, this is this, there’s the likes of your good self, who taste something overwhelmingly rancid and have to make retching noises and scrunch up their eyes after they eat a lettuce leaf that once spent a few dull moments in the company of a tiny, weeny piece of cucumber. Congratulations! This is your special power - cucumber tasting.

by: Sam

Mon, 08 Jan 2007 12:07:13 +0000

45 seconds?! I could blow my own trumpet for hours.

by: Cliff

Mon, 08 Jan 2007 08:24:45 +0000

What? I did.

http://www.thisisthis.org/2006/08/26/true-or-false-explanations/

Good spot Katy.

by: Katy Newton

Sun, 07 Jan 2007 23:36:15 +0000

I played the saxophone on the Gerry Raferty hit song Baker Street

*sigh*

So shockingly misleading.