Three's a charm

Whenever I teach writing, I'm constantly telling my students - "three's a charm". Three paragraphs, three examples, three, three, three. And it really is. Something about the number three that seems to endow it with some strange psychological magic. At any rate, it's the focus of my list today, adapted from one I found over at Bzoink (getting to be one of my new fave sites).

Three things I love:
1. Family (this includes close friends).
2. The color black.
3. Italian sausage on my pizza.

Three things I hate:
1. Arrogance (not a good color on anyone).
2. People who leave their cell phone on in inappropriate situations.
3. Thai public transportation, especially at six in the evening.

Three things that scare me:
1. Having nothing to do.
2. Not being able to do something I ought to be able to.
3. Being swindled.

Three people who make me laugh:
1. Myself! (hahaha)
2. My brother, definitely.
3. Goldfinger, especially when he can't pronounce a word.

Three things I understand:
1. How you can love someone and not have to be with them.
2. That anger can be a balm.
3. How the wise learn quickly to keep their mouths shut.

Three things I don't understand:
1. Politics. At all.
2. How they got those pennies into those tiny little bottles.
3. How some people can be so dumb you wonder how they don't stab themselves with their forks while eating.

Three things I can do:
1. Roll my tongue.
2. Cook scrambled eggs.
3. Type in Thai (albeit quite slowly. Okay, pretty darn slow, but I can do it!)

Three things I can't do:
1. Forgive and forget. I can do the forgiving, but I can't forget.
2. Touch type. Yeah, still can't do it after all these years.
3. Parallel park.

Final thought: Yes, three's definitely a charm.