The Talented Mr. Zhisou has tagged me. Apparently I am to divulge my obsessions, presumably on the point of death. I better get to it then, eh?
I guess I pass through phases of obsessive behaviour. When I was sixteen I could pretty much name every football player in Italy’s Serie A – now that is very sad, and certainly obsessive. Now I doubt I could name much more than the starting line-ups of AC Milan, Inter, and maybe Roma – although ask me about 1994’s roster, and you get pretty much everything. I do retain information rather well (another sign of an obsessive).
So, here goes…
I guess I’m obsessive about politics. This, of course, portrays me as being the sort of person you do not want to spend a long flight sat next to. But I assure you, I can make a political discussion very entertaining – especially if you get me talking about Messer’s Blair and Cameron
I’m very obsessed with belts. Not the procurement of belts, or the various styles and fashions employed by belt-makers. No, I’m incredibly annoyed by men who wear trousers without a belt. Are these men in need of a woman to dress them properly? A man (in trousers) without a belt, is a man undressed. Period. I also have a similar problem with men who wear shirt/tie combinations that were bought in the same packet, this is a serious sartorial mistake
Women. Yes, me too.
I’m obsessed with technology. I have an iPod, a BlackBerry, an Apple laptop, a DV video camera, several digital cameras, a very powerful desktop PC, numerous cell-phones, a Nintendo Wii, a Nintendo DS, and a very good Hi-Fi. I’m a geek. The only thing I’m not obsessed with is the TV. All this techno-geekery has to be financed, and Mrs. tyger has refused to bankroll any further purchases. Mwaaaah!
I read oceans of newsprint and magazines. I’m an irregular reader of books, but devour them on holiday
The dishes. I hate the sight of a sink full of dirty dishes. This is my job
Good wine and whisky. I like good wine. I have a preference for French Burgundy and good Spanish Riojas. Whisky has to be single malt, unless it’s American. There is no breathing space here - these are the rules
Podcasts. But I have been there before.
Design. I’m obsessed with great design. Furniture, architecture, cars, electrical goods, etc. etc. I can be brought to a quiver by an old Porsche 911 or a Leica camera. Nothing turns me on quite like an elegant wristwatch or a pair of New Balance M860 running shoes. Some things are quite beautiful
I know what you’re thinking. Now here is a real sad bastard. And I guess I am. Mrs. tyger deserves some recognition for putting up with my expensive tastes and my rather strange traits. But she does, and I love her for it.
I tag: Political Penguin (this should be fun!), Juve, and Jams.
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Thanks Tyger, now I wonder what will be on my list of obsessions????
Ha ha on the belts obsession. Its interesting how these lists bring out idiosyncracies.
Well, I have a 14 hour flight to catch tomorrow. Political chit chat wouldn’t be too bad for the first hour…
You must lead a very complete life, Tyger, and that’s something to be thankful for.
Hello Jams - I have my suspicions, but I think there may be some surprises
bindi - thanks for dropping by. You mean 13-hours talking about Italian football, circa ‘94?
Jose - I have a good life, even if at times, it can be trying
well the flight would go quickly, because that would put me to sleep for sure!
Pick a personal topic however, and my ears are yours!
Personal?
Oh no, you don’t want to go there. I’m far too screwed up.
A man of taste.
I agree with you so much that it frightens me.
Caroline,
So you too are obsessed with 90s Italian football?
In your opinion, who was better? Boban or Savićević?
OK.
How about Baresi? Franco wasn’t it? And I’ve probably spelt it wrong, but what the hell.
Underneath my girlie being, there is a a me who was conceived as a result of the 1973 semi final.
Ah, Baresi, spelt perfectly. A brilliant Italian defender, and someone who, as a young centre-half myself at the time, very much looked up to. Maldini became my hero soon, though. You would like Paulo Maldini (although you prob know all about him), most ladies do.
1973… Sunderland… oh my giddy heart, I need to sit down. And we all love Sunderland, SUN-DER-LAND FC!…
FYI, it was Savićević.
Boban was more consistent though. Savićević was something of a flawed genius.
I’ve just re-scanned your obsession list looking for clues to indicate that you are as screwed up as you say you are. Nup, nothing there. We’ll just have to read between the lines. When you say “belt obsession”, what do you really mean? What do you do with your belt collection, hmmm?
Ha! I have a favourite belt. It’s brown leather. From NEXT, a retailer in the UK. Only cost £10 and I’ve had it about 10 years. A pound a year, eh? Obviously your belt should match your shoes, so I can only wear my favourite belt with brown shoes (or trainers). Invariably I buy brown shoes.
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