I hate eating a main course without a side dish. I don’t want a sandwich without fries or potato salad or a garden salad. I don’t think potato chips are an acceptable side dish, except at picnics.

I can’t eat spaghetti without Parmesan cheese.

I cannot stand it if my sock or pantyhose toe seams are not straight. They have to be right across my toes. When I was a little girl I used to cry if my seams weren’t straight. I don’t cry anymore, it just makes me uncomfortable.

I still have my pencil collection and sticker collection circa 1986.

I own twelve coats.

If I was a stripper/porn star my name would be Dixie Hart. (You use your first pet’s name and your mother’s maiden name.)

I was a huge WWF fan as a child. My favorite was Brett “The Hitman” Hart.

I believe in ghosts. I have one that has been with me since I was 13 years old. It’s a ghost of an orange cat. He followed me from my mom’s house. I just felt him the other day. I wish I knew what to do to send him to the other side.

I love to sing. When I was younger I thought I’d be a rock star. I think I’m pretty good, but Simon Cowell might kick me off “American Idol”.

I want three more tattoos. I’ve also thought about piercing my navel again.

My favorite cats are black. I’ve only known one nice orange cat other than my ghost (Rest in Peace Morkie). I like short haired cats and long haired dogs (don’t tell my current fur-kids – they’re opposite). I secretly like toy dogs – poodles, Pomeranians, Chihuahuas, etc. and want one to carry around in a Louis Vuitton bag. Conversely, I also like big bad ass dogs – Rottweilers, Great Danes, pit bulls, Dobermans. etc.

I am scared of birds.

My oldest stuffed animal is a dragon named Donnie. I’ve had him for 27 years. He looks good for his age.

I own a comic book store with my husband, but I don’t read comics.