Monday, December 3, 2007

If Everyone Jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge...

If someone tagged you on their blog...
I guess the answer is finally "Yes, I'll do the mental work to respond to a Blog Tag. I mean, my favorite thing to do is fill out lists and questionnaires about myself, so why has it taken me this long to finally repsond to one of the various blog tags I've been tagged with?

anyway,Kim tagged me, these are the rules, and I'm giving it a shot.

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1. Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog.
2. Share 5 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
3. Tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
4. Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
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One:
I have not worn matching socks in 18 years. This is not so much a philosophical issue, but really just a time saving device. Why bother matching what no one will see? And when people do notice, it always kind of takes me by surprise, like "What? You mean you actually bother to match your socks? Why would you do that?"


Two:
I really, really want to stay in a Scandinavian Ice Hotel, and have drinks at a bar made of ice and sleep in a room made of ice and be surrounding by rosy-cheeked Swedes wearing sweaters (I think I'll fit in).

Three:
The fact that I've never been able to name what exactly it is I want for a career (how do you say "I want to make collaborative performing art that both transforms and reflects contemporary culture) has led me to fantasize for years about being either A) a cross country semi-truck driver who eats at truck stops and listens to books on tape, or B) and orthodontist's assistant who has a definable, hire-able skill that can have a salary in any town you live in.

Four: I write in all CAPS but insist that my two-lettered initial name be spelled with a lower case j.

Five: I have a red belt in Taekwondo.

So now I'm tagging
Lucy, who has tagged me with quite a few good tags, and I never had the wherewithall to give it a go. I don't think she holds a grudge.
Mackenzie, who's known me since fourth grade and probably has a lot more than five disturbingly random notes about me. And I, her.
Sarah Courtney Tudor, who may or not mind that I have called her "Miss" since she was nineteen.
Cabe, who is the least likely to do this.
Katrina who watches the NYC sunrise on the way to work everyday

4 comments:

Lucy said...

This is so funny, I noticed your mismatched socks today for the very first time- one very sparkly silver-black, and one black white and grey striped-right? It made me smile. Your list is fantastic, I can't wait to join in the fun.

Kj said...

yay.

but part of the problem with mismatched socks is ending up with different thicknesses. like, the said sparkly sock is pretty much a trouser sock (pantyhose) and the striped one is actually a super thick "Grinch" slipper sock with treads at the bottom. so that's about as unbalanced as one can get. And so am I.

Cabe said...

I was flattered by your characterization of me as the one least likely to respond. In the interest of wanting to live up to your expectations, I'm resisting the urge to participate.

I did, however, read your liturgy earlier today, and I have to say that it is glorious. I wish I could have been there.

MackAttack said...

unbalanced is my least favorite. i don't know how you can handle that!!! (sock-wise, i mean).