So..are you superstitious?...or are you alcoholic?
 

You waste no energy on superstition. You won't even entertain the thought that crossing your fingers can really change your luck, or the number 13 contains some kind of curse. Congratulations, you have complete control over your own destiny.

OK, so I'm not superstitious, but I don't see how that translates into having complete control over your own destiny. Maybe I'm just behind in my reading on Existentialism.

More to the point, how can the choices about whether 7 is a lucky number exclude any reference to whether you're betting the pass line or the don't pass line in craps?

Was I supposed to have heard about half of those superstitions? Yellow lights? Train tracks? Cemetaries?

Jack, you are a Comfort Cranberry

Very sweet with just a tad of tart makes you irresistible to be around. It seems like you've found a great balance between spontaneity and practicality — which is a very difficult task. You've managed to tap into an incredible source of fun while staying grounded and checking in with yourself. Good for you.

Checking in with yourself? Is this some sort of double entendre?

Plus, I'm (only) 18.73767% - Geek. My geekiness has really declined since Freshman year of high school. Thank God. I've replaced math/D&D/computer geekiness with the more socially acceptable film/music geekiness.


edited to add the info about cocktails and geekiness

So..are you superstitious?
 

You certainly don't let superstitions dictate your life! You know that crossing your fingers can't really change your luck, but you don't dismiss them completely either. Maybe you entertain them just for fun. To learn more about how superstitious you are, and what that says about you, sign up with Emode.com!


But, in a clearly broken test, I am 27.41617% geek. http://www.innergeek.us/geek.html

Whats your comfort cocktail
 

this is a crock o shite. thats the samepersonaltiy as the hurricane. but i still could go for a nice hurricane right about now

Rant of the Day
 

From the TX marriage license requirements, the following marriages are not permitted (note, that it leaves open marriage to cousins, just no aunts or uncles):

(A) an ancestor or descendant, by blood or adoption;
(B) a brother or sister, of the whole or half blood or by adoption;
(C) a parent's brother or sister, of the whole or half blood or by adoption; or
(D) a son or daughter of a brother or sister, of the whole or half blood or by adoption.

Not that I am a proponent of marrying one's cousin, but I know I read an article not too long ago basically saying that the whole "genetic problem" due to incest was for the most part way overstated and unless the parties are carriers of something nasty (including ugliness, perhaps), it's not actually a problem. OTOH - EWWWW!

-T(Married a guy with the same last name as my parent's home town, but that's also allowed down here)L

Whats your comfort cocktail
 

Tee hee. I'm not superstitious, but I'm classy.

Southern Manhattan

Just like SoHo and the West Village of NYC, your charm and sophistication go unmatched. It seems that you've got that incredible sense of style and the cultural know-how that inevitably impress everyone with whom you come in contact. It's called "class," and you've got a ton of it. What's even better is that you've managed to achieve this level of understated elegance without even a tad of arrogance.

You're extremely warm, open, and approachable — which makes you all the more irresistible! People might be intimidated because you definitely are the "whole package," but once they get to know you, they quickly realize that you're just as nice as you are cool. So maybe it's time to try a cocktail that suits your sophistication.

Hi Y'all
 

Looks like you & ncs would make a nice couple. Does emode do compatability surverys?

Whats your comfort cocktail
 

you're a Southern Manhattan

Just like SoHo and the West Village of NYC, your charm and sophistication go unmatched. It seems that you've got that incredible sense of style and the cultural know-how that inevitably impress everyone with whom you come in contact. It's called "class," and you've got a ton of it. What's even better is that you've managed to achieve this level of understated elegance without even a tad of arrogance. Read more about your Comfort Cocktail...

Just grab a chilled martini glass, and one for your friends. Add 2 1/4 oz of Southern Comfort, 3/4 oz of dry Vermouth, a dash of Angostura bitters, a Maraschino cherry, crushed iced, and a strainer. That’s the ticket for a signature cocktail that’s as enchanting and alluring as you are. For more great drink recipes, click here!

Whats your comfort cocktail
 

Yum. But it has to be a real one, from Pat O's, or I'd just as soon pass.

-T(5.5 mo to go!)L

So..are you superstitious?
 

ditto on superstitions

So..are you superstitious?
 

Yes, it must be a mistake.

I would have put your geekery much higher. ;)

Hi Y'all
 

Well, I won't bother to repost that I, Burger, am, according to emode, exactly the same. Don't know how they got that from the questions. But I am wondering what I would be if I'd chosen McConaghey over Reese.

The age-in-months feature wasn't particularly pleasant.

BTW, mine recommended a cocktail made with Southern Comfort. Anyone else have such a cocktail?

So..are you superstitious?
 

Me too. I'm terrified of what someone in the 50 percent range is like.

You are a "Scumbag".

"Your "Comfort Drink" (tm) contains no Southern Comfort at all, as you despise the taste of maple syrup mixed with the finest of slightly vinegared wines and rubbing alcohols. Thus, you must be boring, obnoxious, and not at all the type of person to whom we might address future marketing ploys for our "niche" cheese-food-inspired alcohol product.

So..are you superstitious?
 

I am 12.82051% - Geekish Tendencies, but reading through that test I am worried about how high my SO would test. Luckily I checked the box stating that I have dated a geek.

Hi Y'all
 

Age in seconds isn't so fun, either.

And I'm a Southern Hurricane, like Paigow. Same result as Paigs on superstitions, too.

Isn't it eerie how we're all turning out Southern? Sponsored emode tests blow. Like I'd drink SoCo. How 1986!