meme for me
NYC International Pickle Day Pickles, originally uploaded by flickruser Harris Graber. Thanks for letting me use it!
As predicted on the first day of NaBlo, I will now commence with the meme-mining. I’m going to play by the rules this time and actually tag five fellow bloggers who, of course, will receive chain-letter-style bad luck and public floggings if they don’t play along.
- Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog. [Note: I was not tagged for this, as I am the most unpopular kid at recess. However, I found this meme at hula seventy’s blog.]
- Share 5 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
- Tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
- Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
- In the 80s, while drunk, at a fundraiser, in the ladies room, I asked Shirley MacLaine “whatcha readin’?” (Answer: the notes for the speech she was about to give at the event. Since then I have tried not to harass celebrities.)
- I got a concussion, fractured my skull, tore my knee ligaments, and severed an artery — all in separate accidents, all when I was14.
- The spirit-world inhabitant that scares me the most is the poltergeist.
- I have five freckles, arranged in a perfect straight line, on the front of my left thigh.
- I get very distracted when there’s a pickle on someone’s plate near me. My mind starts churning: is s/he going to eat that? will i get to eat it? what will it take for that pickle to be eaten by me? where can i find another pickle?
Now for the tag-you’re-it portion of this post: regina, violet, linhart live, ukulady, cardiogirl. Contrary to my dire warnings, there will be no penalty for not playing along. I loves yous regardless.
nablopomo 07 day 21
I’m in!
How fun! I shall participate and will consider myself lucky to be counted amongst the tagees!
p.s. Loved the visual on Shirley MacLaine and the “watcha readin'” comment. Brilliant! Wouldn’t that be awesome to be watching something like “Inside the Actor’s Studio” and hear Shirley MacLaine recount that experience?
“One day I was in the restroom going over my notes for a speech and a delightful young woman, who happened to be intoxicated at the time, sauntered up and said, ‘Watcha readin’?’ I smiled and told her I was reviewing my notes.
“I wonder what happened to that gal.”
That’s my dream, that I would meet a celebrity (which has huge potential here in Michigan, yeah I know you’re jealous there in California and all) and make an impression. Then years later hear that person interviewed and realize he or she is talking about ME!
I know, it’s never going to happen. But you’ve got have dreams when you’re stirring a pot of shit stew.
Oh my god; that would be equally awesome and pathetic, as I would have to TiVo the moment and upload it and show it to everyone I know, and some of them wouldn’t believe me and maybe pity me a little. And my brother, who was at the event, would decide to be an asshole, and, instead of corroborating the story, would claim that I made it up.. oh lord.. I don’t think I can handle the pressure.
“Shit stew” is much different than “shit soup” in my twisted mind. The shit stew is indeed often stirred by mischief-making humans. “Shit soup” harkens to a horrible plumbing event in a house I lived in, and I use it as a metaphor as to when I’m feeling the worst I’ve ever felt.
OH UGH, I need to stop with that. Why must I take things to far? Now, go and enjoy that turkey!
I’m filled with a combination of “I’m so pleased you thought of me!” with “Oh, no. A friggin’ meme.” with… especially with “A meme at this point in NaBloPoMo is a most welcomed thing.”
As for your #2: sheesh, Bionic Woman! Perhaps that helps explain your Lindsay Wagner fascination. 🙂
I have acknowledged the meme but I have refused to play by the rules. You made it easy by promising to still loves me. But I did share one random/funnyish thing. You’re welcome and I’m sorry. ;D