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When I decided to do a question and answer session, I never thought people would ask real questions. It’s been a little exhausting talking about myself so much. (Shut up, Steph!) This is the final installment of my three part series. The fact that I actually completed a series is a big deal in itself. If you missed the first two installments, you can find them here: Part One and here: Part Two

Now, on with the countdown…

Tony C asked…
What TV character best depicts the real Katdish?

Well, since he now appears on Nickelodeon, I would have to say King Julian from Madagascar.

Steph @Red Clay Diaries asked…
Wow! The chance to ask questions of the Great Katdish. (rubs hands together, mumbling to self)

1. So we all know you’re this amazing social media darling/Twitter Ho. I’m just wondering what brilliant person introduced you to Twitter. That person needs thanking. And cash.

That would be my ever so humble friend Steph at the Red Clay Diaries, who guilted me into getting a Twitter account. Feel free to heap praises and/or burning coals upon her head.

2. When are you gonna change the blog name? And will it be to Hey Look a Shiny Vampire? Or Hey Look a Monkey Butt?

No plans to change the blog name. Although… “Hey Look a Twitter Ho” has a nice ring to it.

3. If you got offered a book deal, what would you write about?

A book deal? Let’s see…I would probably write a scathing review of how if you’re a shameless self promoter or a famous person, publishers want you to write something – anything – even if you don’t even write it yourself. Meanwhile, there are tons of incredibly gifted writers with a story to tell out there trying to get a book deal with little to no success. I would write a book about how incredibly unfair that is, and how people are hungry for a good story – not a bunch of blowhards talking about how wonderful they are. (Not that I’ve given this much thought.) Who the heck would ask me to write a book? I’m willing to entertain any and all offers, BTW.

4. Do you think Peter P actually HAS a life, or does he make a career of being first commenter and commenting “First comment”?

I’m gonna let you take that one up with Peter P.

The Homefront asked…
Oooo, this should be an interesting post!

Thanks, I hope so.

How do you find the time to do so much blogging and Twittering?

It’s really a matter of priorities. Horribly, misdirected priorities. Actually, I’m quite the multi-tasker. I stay close to home most of the time, so I read blogs, answer emails, etc. on my blackberry while I’m waiting in carpool, etc. At home, I dash to the computer between loads of laundry or not cleaning house. I write at night when everyone else is asleep. I’m sort of vampirish that way. I’m getting twitter on my blackberry soon. Be afraid…be very afraid.

Do you often find yourself Twitterpated?

Seriously? Are you following me on Twitter?

Which teen phenomenon is better: Twilight or Harry Potter, and why?

I really liked Twilight, but I have to go with Harry Potter hands down. Why? Because in the end, good triumphs over evil and Love wins. Just as it should be.

In a fight who would win: Chuck Norris or Jet Li?

No offense to Chuck Norris, but Jet Li. No question.

How cool is Jack Nicholson?

Jack Nicholson is very cool, in a slightly creepy, smells like stale cigarettes and aspercreme, old man sort of way.

Why, oh, why did you leave Virginia for the wilds of Texas?

Not by choice. My dad was transferred, so I came unwillingly. Having said that, Texas is a wonderful place. The weather in my neck of the woods totally sucks, but the people here are fantastic. It’s my adopted home. I can’t say I would never leave, because God has a pretty good sense of humor, and as soon as I say something like that, I’ll probably have to move to Oklahoma.

Stacey asked…
What kind of books do you like to read and what’s your favorite book ever?

I love a good story. I’ve read tons of novels and mysteries. I read quite a bit of non-fiction books on faith and Christianity. Favorite book ever? Wow. That’s a tough one. I don’t think I could give you just one, so I’ll give you a few:

Where the Wild Things Are, The Box Car Children, The Cat ate my Gymsuit, The Ragamuffin Gospel, The Reason For God, The Harry Potter Series, The Chronicles of Narnia Series, Gone With The Wind, The Green Mile, Duma Key, Liesy’s Story, (okay – pretty much anything by Stephen King) Watchers, I Became a Christian and all I got was this Lousy T-shirt, and a yet to be published book that I happen to be reading right now. I’ll let you know when it’s published…

Also, if you could travel to anywhere, where would you go?

Australia, New Zealand, or a remote island somewhere (fully staffed, of course).

And finally, what’s your favorite Kool aid flavor?

Well NOT the Apple Computer Kool-Aid, that’s for sure. Hmmm….Wild Berry.

Billy Coffey said…
You’d better be careful how you answer Homefront’s Chuck Norris vs. Jet Li question. Very careful. Your honorary man card depends upon it.

I’m sure you’ll let me know either way.

Annie K said…
What makes you cry?

Oh, you just HAD to go there didn’t you, Annie? True confession time – I am extremely tender-hearted. Lots of things make me cry. I swear I can’t watch that Mean Joe Green Coca Cola commercial without tearing up a little. Injustice and unfairness makes me angry, unless I am helpless to change it. Then it makes me cry. Suffering makes me cry, especially when children suffer. So, yes – I’m a big crybaby. Physical pain doesn’t make me cry, emotional pain does. Happy? Sheesh!

JML asked…
HOly Crap! People asked good questions. I’m not good at this game, so I suppose I’ll sort of go along Billy’s train of thought and not only ponder about what you want out of life but also, what did you/do you want to be when you grow up? Did you ever go to school for anything? and would you please tell me where you hid the beer!

I suppose I want what everyone else wants out of life. I want to be happy, but I’ll take joy any day of the week. I hope I never grow up, I’m enjoying being incredibly immature. After high school, I went to a vocational school to train to be (hold on to your hats, people) a secretary/accounting analyst. Yeah, PERFECT for me, huh? I got a job working for a major oil company after graduation, and used my wily charms to make people believe that I actually knew what I was doing. I took some additional college courses, but never graduated. I know I should want to, but I really don’t have any desire to do so. (Shhh…don’t tell my kids that.) I am a self taught painter. I think at this point any classes would interrupt my painting mojo. I’m sure I do everything wrong. I hid the beer on the twitter.

God said…
Dear Katdish,

Love,

God

Umm….well you should know.

Beth asked…
So where are all the answers??? Get your booty off the lake and come answer our silly questions.

Beth – You’re not the boss of me!

sherri asked…
Here’s my question: I’ve decided to redecorate one of my boy’s old bedrooms and convert it into a nice guestroom (so my blog pals can be pampered when they all come to visit).I’ve decided on a beach theme because I just returned from the beach and I must say I was inspired. Anyway, I don’t like the “Novelty” beach look, just hints, here and there, and I want it to be lighter greens, blues, tans (like Fort Walton Beach and Destin.)

Now, to the question part:Will you fly here and decorate it for me if I pamper you afterwards and you can be the first guest? Huh? Huh? Watta’ say?*Note: I’m broke, so I can’t pay you, but I will supply all the materials, cook for you, entertain you while you’re here , show you all the sites and I’ll throw in a pair of stilettos!Think about it, and get back to me.

Yes. Of course I will help you. I wouldn’t take money from you Sherri. I know you have clearance shoes to buy, and you should probably keep some bail money handy in case you ever get arrested for shoplifting.

God’s Not Finished With Us Yet… asked…
Hey, I wanna play! I know I’m commin’ in kinda late to the game so this question may already have been asked “How did you come up with ‘Katdish’ as your nickname?” Maybe I asked you this before; not sure. ;D Also, what is your favorite all time dessert? No reason, just sheer curiosity as I have a late night snack on my pecan pie…

My maiden name is Kathy Dishman. I’ve been called katdish for as long as I can remember (among other things that I won’t go into here). It is rather catchy, isn’t it? Favorite dessert? Depends on my mood. Either brownies a’la mode or a banana pudding recipe that my friend Karla gave me years ago. It. Is. GOOD!

Alright folks. All this honesty and straight forward talk is giving me a rash. Gotta go get on the twitter now…

If you missed the first riveting installment of my answers to reader questions, you can find it here.

Now, let’s do this thing…

Helen asked…
First of all, I know the answer to the last two. 🙂 Your favorite other blog is fottsp, and your favorite commenters ignore your feelings about emoticons and leave them anyway 😉 because you secretly enjoy being annoyed. Not pissed. Just annoyed.

I am constantly amazed how well Helen knows and understands me. If I were a terrorist, forget water boarding. If you want to get the truth out of me, just ask my friend Helen!

Next she asked,
My question for you is if you were ADD as a child, and what that was like. As a teacher, I have worked with students who have ADD, and I have struggled with expectation. I wanted to be compassionate to their needs without expecting less of them. How did you cope? Did any of your teachers work with you in such a way as to improve your confidence then (and how did they do that)? Do you have any advice to give teachers with students who have ADD in their class?

I suppose I was ADD as a child, but I wasn’t diagnosed until I was in my early 20’s. Things are so different now. I actually was a model student until junior high school. What I heard constantly from all of my teachers was, “You’re so smart. If you would only apply yourself, there’s no limit to what you could do.” Which I translated into, “You are so lazy. Why can’t you get your head out of the clouds and concentrate?” Advice for teachers? Try to walk a mile in someone else’s shoes, and understand that as frustrating as it is to work with an ADD child, it pales in comparison to the frustration that child is feeling about themselves. Encourage, encourage, encourage.

Beth asked…
If you could have dinner with any three people…alive, dead, characters, real people…ANYone, who would it be?My husband got asked this on an actual interview. His reply was, “Jesus, Michael Stipe, and Homer Simpson.” I thought it was an excellent answer, but he didn’t get the job…??

Excellent question! As much as I look forward to meeting Jesus, I know I will someday. So I can wait for that. I would love to have dinner with Peter (the disciple – sorry Peter P., I’d love to have dinner with you someday, too. And if I’m ever out in California, I promise to take you and your wife to a lovely dinner.), Erma Bombeck and Stephen King.

Beth also asked:
Oooo…I have a real one, too. When did you get diagnosed with A.D.D. As a kid? As an adult? What was that like?

As I mentioned before, I was in my early 20’s when I was diagnosed. I’ll never forget it. I was watching ABC’s 20/20, and John Stossel was doing a story about Adult ADD. I sat there watching and began to weep. I knew that was what I had been struggling with my entire life. It was as if a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. All the guilt, doubt and self-loathing I had carried felt a whole lot lighter. I still had to be officially diagnosed, and back then it was a fairly involved process, but just knowing what I was dealing with was a huge breakthrough.

bman asked…
Why did you first start blogging?

As I answered Billy’s question, it was another way to express myself, but I was really just flying by the seat of my pants.

Nick the Geek asked…
Did you inhale? Yes.

How do you define “is?” I’m glad my kids were too young to ask what all the hub bub was about back then. That’s all I have to say about that.

Oh wait these are questions for a certain past president …

What do you do when it is so hot you can’t move and so humid the air is more like the swimming pool?

I miss living in a place that has four seasons and thank God for air conditioning (and that I’m not in Oklahoma).

jasonS asked…
When you think of childhood, what’s the first memory that pops in your head?
I’m going to defer to my ADD here and say that several memories pop into my head:

My mom always making time for not only her own kids, but everyone else’s, too. This is our house in Charlotte, NC and I’m the adorale one with the long hair.

Four seasons – sigh… (pigtails, end of the bench)

And hanging out with my whole fam damily: mom, dad, uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters and cousins. We vacationed together, visited each other’s houses all the time. They were best friends who had to like me because they were family.

(I’m the one closest to the door.)

Also, have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?

Never danced with the devil in the pale moonlight, but I’ve had some ex-boyfriends that fit the description nicely.

Ha, another Jack Nicholson movie reference (I knew you were all about those). :I (my emoticon quit emoting)

That’s not really a question, Jason.

Jewda asked…
Can I leave several questions? Yes? Thanks.

1. Do you ever have to defend your A.D.D.-ness to your parents, or do they agree? (My mom swears I can’t be ADD just b/c I got good grades).

Honestly? My family thinks they have me all figured out. Nothing I could say to them could convince them otherwise. Maybe it’s like this in many families, but when I get around my mom, dad, brother and sisters, I’m just the goofy kid sister. I’m okay with that, really. ADD? Meh…

2. What was the chicken doing when you spotted it?

Being drenched in bbq sauce and grilled to perfection.

3. What do you do for a living, besides twittering and blogging.

I paint – furniture, rooms, pictures. I’ll paint anything, really. I’m also planting a church. While that’s not a job, I spend a good amount of time involved with that.

4. What’s cooler: the British or the Australian accent?

Australian. Hands down. One of the places I want to go before I die. (Again, sorry Peter P.)

JJ (Lady Di) asked…
I’m interested in your ADD too. I was diagnosed as an adult after having trouble in college. I didn’t have any trouble in the lower grades because it took weeks to go over the material – in college we were lucky if it took a day and with the fact that I couldn’t study for more than 15 minutes I just couldn’t keep up. It still amazes me that I love school, and I’m glad that I don’t have the H part of it. I wonder if anyone else that knew me (besides my family) sees the ADD in me. (I drive my hubby crazy with my subject changing while talking btw.)

Hopefully you’ve read through some of the earlier questions about living with ADD. And me too. I drive my husband nuts. But he knows well enough to stop me and say, “I can’t pick up where you left off when you started this conversation in your head.” I’m guessing you can relate to that statement.

Marni asked…
Do you cuss alot driving in Houston traffic? When I visit there, I cuss alot. Just wanted to know I’m not alone in my shame…

I cuss a #&*@ing blue streak in Houston traffic, which is why I never drive into town with my kids.

Did you know that coffee or lo-carb Monster’s have the same effect on ADD adults as meds can? That’s why I’m a Monster junkie. And you?

Funny you should mention that. I’ve been off my meds for the past 2 months now. I’ve been taking something on and off for the last 20 years, and I decided my body needed a break. Low carb monster is a frigintastic substitute, and I have one daily.

What movies can you recite verbatim?

Braveheart, Princess Bride, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, Stripes, Caddyshack, Sixteen Candles, The Breakfast Club, Raising Arizona and too many Disney films to mention.

Would you like to join mine and SFL’s club we’ll have in Heaven one day? We’re going to go around pantsing the disciples. (Okay, actually Stacy said they wear togas, so we can’t pants them, so maybe we’ll just roll their mansions). At any rate, are you in?

Oh, I am so in. Although I’m guessing they’re probably making a segregated section for all the SCL commenters up there to keep us away from everyone else.

I would be a Bradford Pear tree. Low maintenance to grow and keep healthy and no one expects anything out of you, so you aren’t hassled. What would you be?

I would be a Dogwood tree. Love those. We had those growing up in Virginia and North Carolina. It’s too stinking hot down here for them, though…

How many “drunk in public” citations have you received?

I have never received a “drunk in public” citation, but I’ve sweet talked my way out of a couple. I also was once ushered into the liquor room at a local nightclub during a police raid by some friendly bouncers who knew I was underage.

Good times….good times.

Okay. That’s it for now. Tune in Saturday when I try to wrap this puppy up! Sheesh!

Um, wow. I never figured I would get this many questions. Let alone so many real ones! If I answer them all in one post, it would be twice as long as my longest Twitter Update, and I don’t want to make you suffer through that sort of agony and eyestrain.

Here’s what I’m going to do. I’ll answer a few today and a few on Tuesday. Sunday will be a Sunday post, and Monday, of course is Billy Coffey’s day here. And speaking of Mr. Coffey, he submitted a story to me that is longer than a typical post, but I really want to post it here because I think it’s one of the best things I’ve read from him – that’s saying a lot. So I’m going to post it in two parts. Part One this coming Monday and Part Two on the following Monday.

Okay, on to the questions:

Peter P asked…
First comment! Yeah baby!

Which technically isn’t a question at all, but whatever… Yeah baby, indeed. You’re prompt, Peter. No one can take that away from you.

Peter P also asked…
I’d like to know whether you prefer burgers of hotdogs.

Spellbinding question, Peter. I prefer hamburgers. Cooked over a grill with Tony Charchery’s and garlic salt. Medium rare.

Shark Bait asked…
Why do you think the chicken crossed the road?

Chickens are stupid animals. Did you know they have been known to drown by looking skyward during a rain shower? Who knows why they do anything. I also like them grilled.

BeckeyZ asked…
If you could be any tv character, who would it be?

Good question, Beckey. I really love the mom from “Malcolm in the Middle”. She was nuts, but she didn’t take any crap. She had a crazy family, but they loved each other. I can identify with the relationship between Ray and Deborah on “Everybody Loves Raymond”, but I think I’m way more like Ray than Deborah.

Candace Jean July 16 said…
How do you decide which Katdish shows up on any given day? And why a chicken and not a bunny?

Honestly, Candy? Not only do I not know who is going to show up on any given day, I often don’t know from one moment to the next. I’m fairly laid back most of the time, but some things get my heart racing. Most of my serious posts are things I feel passionate about, whether I’m for or against them. As for my light hearted posts, laughter is the best medicine for me. And while I’m all for a good cry from time to time, I would much rather laugh.

As to the chicken versus the bunny question – I stole that title from a t-shirt. It was available, so I took it. I love rabbits. One of my favorite books is Watership Down.

Billy Coffey asked…
I, for one, would like to know if all of this blogging and Tweeting and general madness is leading somewhere. What do you want out of life, Katdish?

Ugh! That’s a really tough question. Can I pass? No – I suppose not. You answered some pretty tough questions, so I guess I will, too.

I started blogging as another outlet for my stand-up comedian tendencies. (A textbook ADD characteristic, BTW). Even though I both fear and loath clowns, I’ve always been what you might call the Class Clown. But my favorite part of blogging is the sense of community and the amazing friendships I have made along the way. Some of the husbands of my chatty gal pal blogger friends refer to some of us as “imaginary friends”. But the friendships I have here are real. We support each other and pray for one another. I look forward to meeting many of you face to face in the not too distant future. I’ve already met Steph, Jon and Pete. All of whom I consider good friends.

I’m going to answer the “What do you want out of life?” question as it pertains to blogging. This blog is all over the place. For several months, I asked God what I was supposed to be doing with this. Yes, I write some serious stuff, but it’s mostly silly. I had the idea of doing guest posts on some of my friends’ blogs on a rotating basis, but this involved scheduling. Scheduling is just a little too close to math in my book, and I suck at math. That’s how the Fellowship of the Traveling Smartypants blog came about. Which is a whole other ball of wax (and I digress).

It’s funny that you should be the one to ask this question, because after I started reading your blog, I knew in part what I was supposed to be doing here. If I had a mission statement, it would include something about spotlighting talented writers and communicators that have something worthwhile to say, and hopefully get them some more exposure in the blogging community and beyond. So, actually Mr. Coffey, you were an answer to a prayer.

Annie K asked…
I think I know the answer to the ‘search’ reference… Have you actually found the person all these people are searching for? (Because it’s not me I’m telling ya.) (!) or is it (.)(.)(Tell me I did NOT just do that…you are a bad influence Katdish. And now I must go read Ephesians 5 which ironically IS my devotion for today. Sigh.)

Okay, so some of my friends don’t actually ask questions. They just like to blame me for their brief respites from upstanding behavior. I’ll take credit for that any day of the week. And yes, “Annie K boobs” is the second most entered keyword search to find this blog.

Well, stick a fork in me. I’m done for today. I will answer more of your questions on Tuesday, beginning with one of my favorite people in the world, Helen from Random Musings.

Despite a few subtle hints dropped here and there via twitter, certain people still refuse to follow me or the rest of my frigintastically interesting friends. I’m not going to mention any names, but you know who you are “Jodigal Pron”. (Wow – that looks kinda dirty typed out like that, huh?) Anyway, here’s what you’ve been missing:

Things I still don’t necessarily need to know about you via twitter:

• that your arms are getting really hairy
• that your local starbucks is open until 10PM
• that your cable is out
• that your dog woke you up in the middle of the night to go pee (okay, that was me)
• whether or not you use an umbrella
• that you take the Lord’s name in vain with the same reckless abandon whether the Cubs win a three game series or “it’s time for bed”
• that you often follow attractive women via twitter randomly (um – Ewh!)
• that you’re still not following me on twitter
• that K-mart sells Icees
• that Icees cannot compete with Slurpees
• that sexy ears abound
• that you need to pee (again)

(I’m giving away a free CD to the first person who can email me at katdishrich@gmail.com and tell who tweeted 8 of 12 of the aforementioned little tidbits of TMI.)

Things I’m cool with knowing about you via twitter:

• that you were inspired by one of my retweets to cross-stitch a pillow for your pastor and his wife because you also think gasoline smells “cool as @$$” .
• that you think I’m a bloody rockstar
• that no one can match my frigintastic interestingness
• that sarcasm is your love language
• that you got witnessed to outside of Starbucks because people think you look like you’re going to hell
• that you’re fighting off a mediocre day and you need someone to stab
• that you finally caved and joined twitter because of my thinly veiled threats of violence
• that you finally changed that creepy avatar
• that you make a good baptist when it comes to dancing
• that there’s a whole lot of ppbottle love to go around
• that monkey butted meetings are the number one cause of power tool owies
• that you are safely home from India and you still find me annoying yet endearing
• that you will automatically retweet anything I tweet beginning with “Dear” (I know, I’m easily amused.)
• that you finally remembered to tweet your own dang posts! I can’t do EVERYTHING!

Random Katdish bits of wisdom and social commentary:

• My daughter is some kind of epic hula hooper. Wondering if she can make a career out of this w/o having knives thrown at her?
• I asked him, “What are you thinking about?” He said, “If I wanted you to know, I’d be talking.” And then I punched him in the kidneys.
• Fellowship of the Traveling Smartypants has approximately one to forty-seven new posts per day. Check it out. I double dog dare you.
• Have you ever had your eyebrows ripped out with dental floss? Not to dissuade you, but I may have screamed NO KELLY CLARKSON!” at the mall.
• That you’re 50 years old and playing warcraft games at the mall does not make you a mama’s boy.
• That your mom drove you to the mall makes you a mama’s boy.
• Watching the Astros. Leading the Braves by 1 at the top of the 8th. Still time for them to screw it up. They’ve had alot of practice.
• Beauty Tip of the Day: Red Sharpie is a good quick fix for a pedicure touch up. Jelly donut? Not so much…
• You may be wondering what leftover corn looks like after spending 3 months in the fridge, but I”m here to tell you, you don’t want to know.
• The water bottle attached to a pet carrier is NOT called a gerbil licker. Do not google it. You’re just going to have to trust me on this.
• Don’t you hate it when your dog takes his own sweet time to do his bidness? Yet another reason to own a starter pistol.
• Twitter: The complete undoing of the katdish presidential campaign.
• Also, I just told Sherri that Helen was talking smack about her on twitter. Let’s see how long it takes that little smurf to get an account.
• That’s it! I’m done with @prodigaljohn. I break with thee, I break with thee, I break with thee!
• Now, where’s some dog poop?

Open letters to new followers, et. al.:

• Dear Oil Change Required Light, according to my KwikKar window cling, you, sir are a LIAR!
• Dear pedestrian in the grocery store parking lot. Again, sorry. My bad. In my defense you were blocking the path to Low Carb Monster Store.
• Dear New Follower: strangely enough, I have NOT ever dreamed of earning cash that gushes out like toothpaste. But thanks for asking.
• Dear New Followers: Thanks for the follow. Just to tell you, I’m not in the market to buy or sell a house.
• Dear New Followers: If I am not following you, it’s not because I’m ignoring you, I just have a lot of emails to go through…
• Actually, I am ignoring some of you. I don’t think the term “monkey butt” means the same thing to me as it does to you.
• Dear Mall Gangstas – you’re not so much scary as you are badly dressed.
• Welcome new followers! Forgive me for not following back, but I don’t even have those characters on my keyboard. What is that? Klingon?
• Dear people who follow me then have a “pending approval request to refollow” – You have until 5 pm central, then I wash my hands of you.
• @aplusk (Ashton Kuetcher) – seriously, dude. stop cyber stalking me. I’m almost old enough to be your moth…Oh wait. Nevermind.
• Dear New Followers: I’m not gonna lie – if you are also following Oprah, Hillary and chicks from The View, you’re going to be disappointed.
• Dear New Followers w/a first name followed by an inordinate number of consonants w/a particular affinity for x, y & z. What is UP with that?
• Goodnight Tweeps! And to all my new brown faced blue circle eyed followers: Good night freaks! (Get an avatar, okay?)

Retweet of the Week: A short story by Brian C. Russell aka B-man, Through Cracked Glass

Some of my more observant readers may have noticed that I removed my twitter updates from the sidebar of this blog. If you want to know my goings on via twitter, get an account and follow me. There’s no need to obsessively check my blog’s sidebar several times a day to see what I’m doing. (You know who you are…)

Seriously, I think twitter is tons of fun. I didn’t even list some of my favorite “conversations” via twitter. @PuriChristos tweeted in Klingon for like 4 tweets, which I was completely baffled by. I’m a freak, not a geek. We just run in the same circles. But he forgave me. Good thing I’m adorable. May 4 was Star Wars Day. There are quiet a few awkward Star Wars geeks on twitter, most of them are my friends. @CandySteele made an obscene amount of Chex Mix, but no ham sandwiches, @redclaydiaries wants a riding vacuum cleaner with a bulldozer attachment, @marni71 wants one of those contraptions from Cat in the Hat that Thing 1 and Thing 2 ride around on. @helenatrandom is a twitter whore and a grocery store ho. Good times. Now, why aren’t you following me? You know you want to…