Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Versatile? Does that mean "full of eggs"?
But enough nostalgic trivia.
The “award” comes with “rules” and they are thus:
1. In a post on your blog, nominate 15 fellow bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award.
(Nope. Not gonna do it. Looks like you’ve already nominated everyone I would have, and then some.)
(You mean that very plain graphic up there? Sheesh. I could have done better than THAT. In fact, I insist on a better graphic. Like THIS instead.
3. In the same post, thank the blogger who nominated you in a post with a link back to their blog. (Yeah, thanks a lot, Kat. Like I didn’t have anything better to do with my time.)
4. In the same post, share 7 completely random pieces of information about yourself.
(I think I need to write a master’s thesis on why this kind of activity is so pervasive on the Internet. What is it with people’s fascination for random bits of trivia? Oh, fine. I will comply.)
5. In the same post, include this set of rules. (Duh.)
6. Inform each nominated blogger of their nomination by posting a comment on each of their blogs. (Since I refuse to nominate, I also decline to inform. Sue me.)
My Seven Random Facts:
1) I am a slob. No, really. Epic proportions. Also, and possibly realted: I am not a “people person”. I would be very happy as a hermit. I never felt sorry for the characters on Gilligan’s Island. Other than Ginger and the Howells, I couldn’t figure ouy why in the world they wanted to be rescued.
aquaponic garden. We could feed the world this way. I have tried it on a small scale with herbs and a 20 gallon tank of guppies. That was practice for the big system I really want. The back yard would have talapia or some other good-to-eat fish and vegetables I would actually eat (as opposed to herbs that I didn’t use).
3) If they ever come up with gill implants that work on humans, I will be first in line to get them. I dream of swimming without breathing and when I “fly” in a dream, then the air becomes heavy and I swim through it. If I can’t get gills, I would settle for SCUBA lessons.
4) I was class valedictorian way back in 1981 for a class of 251 students, but while sports will pay for 4 full years of college, academics won’t get you nearly as far. The “scholarship” I got for my 4.0 didn’t even cover one semester of college and my student loans all fizzled out by my junior year. I didn’t finish college despite having a 3.78 GPA.
5) Neither I nor my husband like coffee. I don’t even like mocha-flavored ice cream. I will, however, tolerate the mild coffee flavor in McDonalds’ Caramel Frappé. I will buy one of those as a meal (as in, they cost as much as a meal should and they have similar calorie count) instead of a burger and fries.
6) I was adopted at birth. We adopted my grand-nephew at 20 months. He has “special needs”. I say that with the same inflection as Kari, the babysitter from “The Incredibles”, says it about Jack-Jack.
7) I like a lot of unloveable creatures: rats, sharks, bees, spiders, jellyfish, snakes. This does not mean I will cuddle with a spider. But I find them fascinating and I don’t get grossed out by pictures or seeing them behind glass.
There. Now how many people besides Kat will actually see this? I expect anyone who bothered to read this to at least leave a comment.
Posted by Caprice Hokstad at 12:36 PM