Meatloaf free existance?

For the longest time (okay only like 21 years) I had a blissful meatloaf free existence. True, my mom made the dish on occasion, but that didn't happen often. I'm speaking of the singer here. Until recently I could get by without having to listen to Meatloaf, or recognize him in things. Now I'm expected to recognize him in commercials (for phone service none the less) and in movies (such as The Rocky Horror Picture Show). Several people want me to listen to his music, and tell them how great I think it is. I don't like it. There I said it. I don't really like Meatloaf's music. It doesn't appeal to my personal musical tastes. It's not McArthur Park level of bad, but if I had to choose what I listen to, it would not be Meatloaf.

I'd be perfectly happy being an indie chick with my musical tastes. I could like things that nobody else likes ever. (And I think that I kinda-sorta-maybe-on-a-good-day look like Faye from Questionable Content (strip linked is in an early art style, it gets better later) I've already got the butt!)

Well hi Y'all!

I've had several blogs in the past. I had a livejournal, but the whole site got a little bit wangsty for me to deal with. I had a wordpress blog, but decided it was too pretentious. I think I've found a happy medium here at blogger.

I've got a variety of diverse interests, so one day I may blog about how annoying the people at work are, and the next I'll talk about my latest knitting project, or how excited I am that Spore is coming out this September.

I'm also the long distance member of another (secret!) blog. But it's not all that hard to find.

A Short Explanation of the name: I kill houseplants, plain and simple. They don't stand a chance if I have to take care of them for any extended length of time. Outside plants are a different matter. I like them, they get along with me.