<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474600</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:47:02.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death's Door presents 100 things about me</title><subtitle type='html'>you muthafucker's try to write 100 things about yourselves. Shit ain't easy. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninityninethingsaboutme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474600/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninityninethingsaboutme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Greg Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106443945607111012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://myspace-315.vo.llnwd.net/01236/51/37/1236217315_l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474600.post-107722361270973165</id><published>2004-02-19T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T18:01:35.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  After I wake up in the morning I lay there for at least ten minutes doin a body check. Please don’t ask me what I’m checkin for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love old musicals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I’m a trivia freak. I know more about nothing then most folk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. At one time in my life most of my peer group was made up of pimps, ho's, and drug dealers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I’ve been shot at twice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I’m a decent drummer, I used to be a damn good drummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I cried when as a kid I found out that you couldn’t believe everything you read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Stephen King books scare me. Horror movies scare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Just the sight of a zombie fucks me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I’m smarter then I look. I belong to at least one high IQ society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Dogs and cats think I’m one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I still miss my cat after all these years, and still can't bring myself to get another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I don’t like talkin on the phone cause my attention starts to wonder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I once sponsored a girl’s softball team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. When I was in high school I was a cheerleader for the girl’s volleyball team. The cheerleaders also got to rub the girls down before and after the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I have a serious problem remembering names. But I can recognize a person two hundred feet away by the way they walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The dumbest thing I’ve ever done was to sell my house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I hate high fives, and I rather see a woman pick up dimes with her ass cheeks then do a high five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Just because I’m not smiling doesn’t mean I’m in a bad mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I find happy people off-putting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I started bouncing in bars to prove to myself that I was a tough as my father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I’ve been in over seven thousand violent incidents where serious physicality was involved whilst workin in bars over a twenty-year period. I still feel bad about people I’ve hurt in bars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I hate boxing because I know what it takes to knock another person out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I hate seeing people hurting themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I was once accused of being a warlock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I’ve been accused of being a nark &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I almost became a pro wrestler in the eighties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I once jumped off a second story balcony to see what it felt like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Heights scare the shit out of me. I hate being up high cause I always think about jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. First time I ever got a blowjob I got punched in the nutsac. That’s what I got for laughing. (It tickled) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. The happiest I’ve ever been was playing drums in a band   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. The first breast I ever saw was on Monty Python’s Flying Circes. I’ve worked hard ever since to see more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. I’m shy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. I very seldom lie. And if I do it’s only to keep people from being hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. I’m insanely trustworthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. They wouldn’t let me in the Cub Scouts as a kid because I was Black. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. I’ve been accused of being an actor in porn movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. When I eat apples, I eat em core and all. It took me years to find out that everybody else doesn’t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. I can sneeze with my eye’s open.  (try it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I once hit a man so hard he peed himself. That was some funny shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. I’ve never broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. I once took a beer bottle thru the right eye that took over ninety stitches to fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. I understand most shit. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. I’ve been to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. I’m the only person I know that’s ever hit another person with another person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. My best friend is a woman 17 years my junior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Between the ages of 21 and 22, I tried every drug known to man. And a few that weren’t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. I once threw my older brother thru the windshield of a titty pink 56 Caddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. People that talk to me on the phone find it hard to believe I’m black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. I never judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Women tend to be very protective toward me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. I can’t play any card games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. If I talk to you, I like you. And yes, it’s that simple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. I think I’ve been clinically depressed for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. I actually like the taste of whiskey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. I love what I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Pain is part of my everyday life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. I’ll usually do the right thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. I have very high morels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Rest assured that my everyday stress level is a lot higher then yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. I have to sit where I can watch the doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. When people stand directly behind me it makes me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. I’ve gotten so angry before that I’ve actually shifted my ribcage out of place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Some days I just don’t give a fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. I’m stubborn to a fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. I’m a lost romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. I really do care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. If I could teach my fellow Black man only one thing, it would be to abolish the word Nigger from his vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. I enjoy the little things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. I’ve yet to see a “cute” newborn baby, and I know I’m not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. I believe in love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. I’ll take one for the team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. What I think is sexy ain’t always going to be what you think is sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. “It’s” out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. I’ve been told I’m on the FBI’s watch list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. If five guys tell you they’re tough guy’s, four are lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. I’ve worked as an actor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. I’ve worked as a model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. I'm scared of bears cause somewhere out there I know there's a bear with my name on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. I’m pretty sure I’m mentally unstable. But if you know you're ubstable, does that mean you're still unstable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. I like to think of myself as ruggedly handsome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Years ago a physiatrist suggested I start wearing bright shirts to offset my negative image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. I hate shopping malls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Except for the “fit” factor, I actually like being a big guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. I love being bald, plus it was my mother's idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Ten year old boy’s probably have more body hair then I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. I miss the day's when a condom was just an after-thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. I once worked as a fashion photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Women tend to trust me right off the bat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. I built my own computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. I will always have a soft spot in my heart for nurses and strippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. I run into people all the time that insist that I’ve saved their lives at one time or other, but I’ll be damned if I can remember any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. I believe in ghosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. I’ve seen ghosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. I’ve been felt up by a ghost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. The worlds too big not to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. I’ve worn pantyhose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. I enjoy driving the speed limit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. I masturbate on a daily basis no matter if I need too or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100.  I don't suffer fools lightly&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474600-107722361270973165?l=ninityninethingsaboutme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474600/posts/default/107722361270973165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474600/posts/default/107722361270973165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninityninethingsaboutme.blogspot.com/index.html#107722361270973165' title=''/><author><name>Greg Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106443945607111012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://myspace-315.vo.llnwd.net/01236/51/37/1236217315_l.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
