Ragamuffin Secrets
So tonight H and I went to dinner with some good friends Jason and Melissa. I actually have another set of friends named Jason and Melissa. Strange. Anyways…
Jason is landscaping our backyard so he and Heather went to town on the designing while we were at Borders. Melissa and I spent over an hour thumbing through the Post Secret book. I had been to the website before. But an entire book of the cards was addicting. When we were done we went and grabbed another book.
So the rest of the night I just sat there and thought of the one secret I could send to
13345 Copper Ridge Road
Germantown, Maryland
USA 20874-3454
I just got finished with it. I hope it makes the cut.
I have an addictive personality like that. When I put down that book, I knew I needed to mail one in.
So to end my addiction this evening, let us do it here.
Just make up a fake email address, and post your secret. I’ll go first in the comment section…but then it wont be a secret. O’well. Now you’ll know.
Secrets…
Los
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When I worked at Disneyland as Eeyore, I would make low pitched growling noises to the kids whose parents were jerks while they were taking my picture. Some kids would start to cry.
when i was a teenager and babysat, i was the worst babysitter. i would usually tell the kids that their bedtime was earlier than the parents said so i wouldn’t have to deal with them. after they’d go to sleep at like 8pm, i would turn the TV on and raid the shelves for snacks. i got paid to watch TV and eat their food.
i was pulled over and arrested at (multiple) gun point by what seemed like the entire santa clara police dept – all because some soccer mom reported that i had a gun in the car…
it was an old pellet gun that looked like a disneyland frontier land souvenir!
scared the bejeezus out of me! boy did those cops feel silly.
Although I’m not gay, I marched in the LA Pride Parade last week just to see what it felt like to be a part of the gay community.
And I liked it.
Not Gay
I think the Post Secret thing is a fake, they just made it up to make money and you suckers buy into it…no one would take the time to make such elaborate post cards on their computer and then send it in…NO ONE has that much time.
I set my alarm for Sunday morning at 12:05 so that i can get up and look at the new postsecrets posted on their website. Then i go back to bed and get up at my normal time.
what a coincidence… i spent a chunk of the afternoon yesterday reading up on the latest postsecrets!
i often take what others create, make their creation my own creation somehow, and then take credit for it.
When I was 14, when the movie Hook came out with Robin Williams, I seriously thought that if I had a happy thought, I would be able to fly. I thought vigorously for about a day and a half. Finally, after thinking of my goldfish, Bubbles, I climbed up on the roof of my house…thought my happy thought…and jumped. I didn’t fly. I sprained both ankles pretty badly. “I forgot about the pixy dust!”…was the first thought that ran through my head after landing.
True Story…I kid you not.
Love post secret. It was one of my first rss feeds! Just one of many things to look forward to on Sundays (although I usually read it on Mondays).
Have you heard of Mortified? That’s another one of my FTE (Favorite Things Evar), although I enjoy hearing/watching videos of them being read more than reading the books. Going to a live show would be BTE (Best Thing Evar)!
Sorry, it wasn’t nice to not give you a link:
http://www.getmortified.com
I used to frequent adult book stores on the way home from band rehearsals back when I lived in “the valley”. It was before I came back to my relationship with God….not that it makes it any better…….
republicans who think that all democrats or liberals are evil. then they profess to be Christians and that their political leaders are going to saves the world and the USA. what a bunch of dumbshits.
When I was about 8 or 9, I got really into Michael Jackson and the album, Bad. He became one of my faves. I watched MTV and video taped The Way You Make Me Feel and Dirty Diana. Then I put together outfits that were as close to resembling his as I could. I thought it was cool till my teenage stepsister figured out why I was dressed the way I was and laughed at me for it.
middleman.
Is that your secret?
It’s a pretty lame one if it is.
Hey LOS! FYI
The Rainbow Bright comment wasnt me!!!
Read half the book about a year ago. Sick at times, but very interesting. Eye opening. Our society hurts….
I still listen to rick springfield and can sing a pretty good version of some Michael Bolton when opprotunity presents itself! Hmm what else is in the closet…. oh yeah i have 4 Celine Dion albums and I’m a GUY! a KEWL ONE!
I was on a variety TV show in 1999 or 2000 in which I sang and danced with 4 other guys to N’Sync’s Bye Bye Bye. We got 2nd…and no money.
I spend my spare time thinking up secrets to send to PostSecret. I never send any of them in because ‘they’re not good enough’. I never even consider sending in my REAL secrets. I’m too ashamed to admit them, even anonymously.
Ok, I admit to keying someones car once in a parking lot cuz he flipped me off. Bad, very bad.
I ate a hersheys bar yesterday and told my kids that they couldn’t have any. Yes, selfish.
I have dreams about old loves occasionally, but they usually turn out really bad…. again! Pathetic.
Wow. What a group we have here. hahaha.
And Ricky, I don;t believe you.
Maybe it was me?
Los
Sometimes I just sit and plan out crimes of various nature. Murder, heists, terrorism, etc.
To: Hopefully my real name doesnt pop up here
I guess I must be NO ONE because I have made and sent in 3 postcards. 2 of them even made it onto the website. Also, I’m not sure why you would think it would take so much time to make a postcard, I made mine in less time than it probably took for you to type your comment above (and I didn’t use my computer either).
Hmmm…you might want to reconsider who’s the sucker in this case.
I am a teller, and if you come to me and you’re stinky or have bad breath, I have a secret weapon. I have a grape-scented marker in my drawer, and I will take off the lid and hide it in my hand and smell that while I’m helping you.
i used to justify internet porn as “practice” because i was scared to death i would be horribly, horribly bad at sex the first time i had it whenever i got married.
now, almost ten years since giving away my virginity like an idiot… and two broken engagements later…
i still justify it because i don’t think God will ever bless me with the right one (even though intellectually i know better than to doubt His character like that)
and because i seriously don’t think i can let an actual person get that close to me again.