OK. I owe FH and Janey, although not in that order. And here's the thing. I'm a big, big believer in pain sharing. Well, not that is exactly pain (Robin said, chuckling)...but I feel the need to reach out to some people that I don't believe have been hit up lately (and a few, not at all, I'm guessing, not in the traditional meme hitting-up sense anyway...)
My tags go to: Sparky, ril, Wonderwood, BT, Phoenix, and paca. If even two of them do this, I'll...well, I'll be in shock.
Anyway - here's the easy and straightforward '6 Random Things About Me' meme of FH's:
1. I wear wool socks in the house all twelve months of the year. I hate it when my feet are cold, and I hate it when my feet touch bare wood or carpet. So I avoid potentially being cold or hating the feel of stuff on my toes by wearing my trusty SmartWools year-round in the house. I have them in three colors. Sexy, huh? Yeah.
2. I have a stepper in my study. When I work out, I lock the door and step my ass off and pretend stuff that I'm not ever telling any of you lot about. It's fun stuff, baby, in so many ways. And no, I'm not wearing wool socks during this part.
3. I took a Bulgarian guy on my spring break trip when I was in high school. I'd never met a European guy before, so, although this guy had a body you wouldn't fucking believe, I was embarrassed out the ass when he wore his little Euro-version-of-Speedos. In Daytona Beach. In the 1970s. Yeah. Lord.
4. Some chick, on the same trip, came wandering over to us when we were laying out, drunk, in the sand, and tried to tell all me about the Lord and save me. (Probably she had spied those daywear pussboy panties on the Bulgarian, lying there all spraddled out next to me.) I looked up over my cranberry juice and vodka in a plastic cup dealie, and said something about being a Catholic. That did it. She went away. No more trouble. Best thing that ever happened to me from having been screwed by being born into a Catholic household.
5. Same trip - I wore a white halter top to the bars at night, because every bar worth its salt had black lights, so my top glowed in the dark. I wore it every night to different bars. The Bulgarian was with me, but thank God, he didn't have his little navy blue panties on. I made him wear jeans. Dork. Gorgeous dork, daddy was a doctor dork, but still, Dork Boy.
6. One time...no, never mind about that one. Ummmm. OK. Here's one:
I love men in corduroy pants. God, I really do.
Coming next, in a few minutes, Janey's meme dealie. Then, no more meming Robin for a while, unless you wanna read stuff you shouldn't really wanna be reading about a friend. Heh.
OH- and you memed guys, and phoenix. Just pick one of these two memes and have at it. BT, I figure you owe me, son, as you first memed me long, long ago, back in the spring. Back when I was...wait for it...blogless.
NEXT....
Janey's Tag Dealie:
1. What do you do before bedtime? Every other night...well,you can figure it out.
The other nights, I read or I write until I'm about to pass out.
2. What are your favorite sounds?
My husband or one of my kids, when they're jazzed about something and they're telling me all about it...A song I'd forgotten I loved, turned up full bore in the car...my cat purring when she's in bed with me at night and the only other sounds in the world, it seems, are the night sounds outside.
3. What were your childhood fears?
I was certain Dracula lived under my bed, and I had this elaborate way I had to sleep, and if I laid this certain way, somehow for some reason, Dracula couldn't get me. I was certain the Wolf Man could see through my bedroom window screens at night. I was certain someone was in my closet and ready to come out at night and get me. I was terrified of my basement.
4. What place have you visited that you can't forget and want to go back?
Ireland.
5. What has made you unhappy these days?
I'm sick to death of election coverage and the divisiveness it causes. Also, the financial non-well-being of my country, and the wave of problems it's caused all over hell's half acre, and feeling powerless because of it.
6. What websites do you visit daily?
You guys that have a blog (do they count as websites?) Hope so. And, don't laugh...
The Wall Street Journal Online. And the Post. Washington.
7. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
Both of them are sweeties and I wish we could hang out together on weekends.
8. What’s the last song that got stuck in your head?
Layla.
9. What’s your favorite item of clothing?
The aformentioned wool socks. And I have one favorite pair of thong undies. Heathered blue. No kidding.
10. What is your dream for the future?
I want to see my book published.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
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We want to see your book published, too ; )
This was fun, Robin, I'm glad you played!
BT, I figure you owe me, son, as you first memed me long, long ago, back in the spring.
Being born into a Catholic household myself, I have built up an uncanny immunity to guilt. And this sounds a lot like guilt. I'll still do it. But not out of guilt! (This is where that little punctuation smiley face would go if I could bring myself to do those.)
I don't even know where to begin. Except that your childhood fear illuminates a lot of your most recent writing exercise over at EE's.
Layla is a great song to have stuck in your head.
Robin - thanks for doing this. As usual great fun answers. I'm still giggling at you and Eurodork lying on the beach shit-faced being saved from being saved by Jesus by virtue of Catholicism.
I have a weird foot thing too. I don't like looking at other people's feet once that gorgeous chubby baby thing wears off and they go all long-toed and icky. But mine are like temperature monitors for the rest of my body. If I'm cold my feet are like ice to the point of painful and I have to wear my socks all the time. I too prefer the big chunky wool ones. But if it's warm my feet get uncomfortably hot and I have to go barefoot.
And I totally get the guy-in-cord-pants thing!
I had Layla on 45 and I played it till it wore out. Love that song!
And just one minor thing (she whispered) Every other night? Seriously?
Perhaps I should invest in one of those step things!
And I hope that your book is in shiny print soon too!
Wow! Thanks for doing those, Robin. I was surprised to learn that you only clean your teeth before bed every other night.
As for me, I'm all memed out.
OK. I did mine.
LOL at FHH comment.
These are great answers, Robin, and so you, especially the side-stepping. Your voice is distinctive no matter what you write. I'm waiting for that published - and signed! - copy of your book as well.
Corduroy trousers + fat thighs + walking = spontaneous combustion.
Dork - Speedo = Nightmare.
Stepping = On A Par With Naked Mountaineering In My Book But Hey I Suppose It Takes All Sorts...
Hey you all,
Thanks for coming around and reading this long, long one.
If you haven't seen BT's yet, please go read. It's a hoot.
BT was as calm and collected as I was, it seems. (Plus, I bet he didn't wear shiny navy blue undie swimwear.)
And Whirl, honey, of course the body has to be a corduroy-wearing kinda body - lean is best, but with nice knee caps to feel of through the material. Mmmmmm.
Now Layla is stuck in my head.
And next time I see you, I'm checking out your socks...
:-)
Did you know that contact lenses also go blue under those ultra violet lights in night clubs? Had fun in Ibiza with that one. Good times.
And I now have Layla running through my head. Got to stop reading these things.
Robin thanks for whirl heads up. Anybody else, run over to whirl's place right now. It's disturbing, that's what it is...
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