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Unfortunately this has been indicative of the kind of morning that I have been setting off into of late. Here is the up the highway towards my bus stop on Monday morning. The fog is okay, because it generally means that I won't get rained on...

I thought that in the spirit of inclusiveness, I'd give you a list of Things I Don't Like:
  • Vampires

  • People who like vampires.

  • Fairies.

  • Adults who dress like fairies.

  • Those hats that people buy at Salamanca Market with leopard print trim and fuzz at the top.

  • People who wear those hats that people buy at Salamanca Market with leopard print trim and fuzz at the top.

  • Overly sensitive television personalities.

  • People who say "It shouldn't be a problem, I don't think" when they really mean "I think that it shouldn't be a problem".

  • Men who carry umbrellas.

  • People who are really friendly to you when you're taking photographs, then walk away in disgust when they find out that you're not foreign at all, just another Tasmanian.
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Anonymous said…
I like men with umbrellas but I don't care for them in baseball caps and nike type tennis shoes. I just don't can't explain it
12 June 2009 at 09:06
smudgeon said…
You're sure to discourage the camera curiousity if you were to carry a Photo Sniper. Might want to keep a fridge magnet handy, though...
12 June 2009 at 12:21
yamini said…
Hey!!! the list was pretty damp considering your "kind" judgments of others.. :-))

I liked the last one, specially the part "when they realise you are not foreign at all"

Just a question, if men should not carry umbrellas then what should they do if it starts to rain?
12 June 2009 at 14:34
Roddy said…
Have a look in the mirror and you may notice Southern European. It was the attraction toward your mother. Swarthy good looks. You know, she still has them.
12 June 2009 at 19:07
Kris McCracken said…
Pasadenaadjacent, I know people who detest jeans and sneakers.
13 June 2009 at 14:04
Kris McCracken said…
Me, it would get me shot.
13 June 2009 at 14:05
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, I will do a nastier one for you next.

Men should be men and get wet.
13 June 2009 at 14:05
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, you're talking about me, surely?
13 June 2009 at 14:06
Sue said…
I love fog but I don't like it when I forget that I have turned my car lights on to see and then forget to turn them off when I get to work.
And it would be terrible if the RACV man who came to recharge my battery was a vampire dressed as a fairy wearing a hat with leopard print trim and fuzz at the top and carrying an umbrella. Especially if he told me when he got there..."It shouldn't be a problem, I don't think!" How traumatic for me....an RACV man who doesn't think! *shudder*
I would need a foreign Tasmanian to take a photo of it all!!
13 June 2009 at 14:44
Roddy said…
I think Sue may have twisted your words to suit her own twisted sense of reality.
I don't know where she would get a foreign Tasmanian. Especially one dressed in an R.A.C.V. uniform.
13 June 2009 at 18:39
yamini said…
Is it manly to get wet in rain?? I didnt know that. So, would it be wrong if I like walking in rain too??
13 June 2009 at 23:27
Whoistin-tinandsnowy? said…
Hi! Kris,
LOL!!
Take care!
DeeDee ;-D
14 June 2009 at 01:25
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, thankfully that is not a worry of mine.
17 June 2009 at 14:21
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, reality is all in the mind.
17 June 2009 at 14:21
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, women can do what they like.
17 June 2009 at 14:21
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