by Madam Z
People who try to tell jokes that they don’t remember very well. People who don’t appreciate my jokes, just because I don’t remember them very well. Dogs who insist on breathing on me. Dogs who insist on touching me with their noses. Women with naturally red hair, especially if they also have naturally flat stomachs. People who ask me, “How are you,” and then refuse to stick around for an extended, thorough, thoughtful answer.
Madam Z, whose full catalog is here, could go on and on with this list, if she were not restrained by that annoying “six” limitation. Fortunately, there are no such restraints in her blog.