Tagged? The 10 Interesting (yawn at will) Things About Me Meme
I'm half-afraid to ask Ginger why in the world she tagged me for the ten-interesting-things-meme that's making the rounds in blogs everywhere, but I'll try to be a good sport and pretend it doesn't hurt my brain to think about myself for a moment. (I naturally rebel against any kind of mandatory homework, so this game of tag may be an impossible task anyway.)
Before attempting this, I popped around the web to read the postings of previously tagged bloggers, and now, frankly, I don't feel very interesting at all--especially in comparison with authentically interesting people like Ginger (or Mary Ann or the Professor), for that matter.
Additionally, I abhor the word "interesting" and believe it should be retired to a locked cabinet with other boring and over-exposed words like awesome and cool and the. Okay, I'm kidding about the. We need filler words like "the" to clutter up film titles, book titles, and to be ignored by search engines all over the English speaking world wide web. The serves a purpose, unlike interesting. Lazy writers use "interesting" instead of more descriptive and precise words, don't we?
With that said, here are ten interesting things about me, in no particular order:
1) Sometime in the 1980's, Magic Johnson and Kareem Abdul-Jabbar of the Los Angeles Lakers both jumped over my head during the same basketball game. I was working on the sidelines as part of a freelance video crew for ESPN while in college at USC, and I'm still haunted by the memory of size 18 Nikes flying at my face.
2) I watched a restored print of Easy Rider with Peter Fonda himself a few years ago. This was during a film festival, and at the first bar of Steppenwolf's Born to Be Wild the many bikers in attendance all stood up and cheered as Captain America roared across the big screen one more time. When referring to another of his characters in a more recent film, he said he "played the Slimey in The Limey." I have other Fonda-family stories, but they're too interesting for my blog.
3) Some famous people know me and actually [used to] dial me up. I can't tell you who they are (sorry) and since discovering I have the infamous "celebrity worship gene," I've enrolled in a ten-step program to overcome it. It's an awesome and cool list of people and the stories would truly make you jealous of my life, really--too bad you don't have me cornered at the Cowgirl bar after a couple of ship-sinking frozen margaritas. Name dropping is a disease. Did I tell you about the time I met…
4) through 10) have been pre-empted due to the activities of 3) on this list. And that reminds me of a riddle my niece Trisha told me: Why was six afraid of seven? (Because seven eight nine.)
Maybe I have AADD, because I'm moving on... and tagging the novelist Richard Lewis (who will probably decline this unexpected tagging and just go surfing off the coast of Bali like he does everyday in Paradise). That's rather interesting, don't you think?
P.S. Richard Lewis has yet another blog here.
Before attempting this, I popped around the web to read the postings of previously tagged bloggers, and now, frankly, I don't feel very interesting at all--especially in comparison with authentically interesting people like Ginger (or Mary Ann or the Professor), for that matter.
Additionally, I abhor the word "interesting" and believe it should be retired to a locked cabinet with other boring and over-exposed words like awesome and cool and the. Okay, I'm kidding about the. We need filler words like "the" to clutter up film titles, book titles, and to be ignored by search engines all over the English speaking world wide web. The serves a purpose, unlike interesting. Lazy writers use "interesting" instead of more descriptive and precise words, don't we?
With that said, here are ten interesting things about me, in no particular order:
1) Sometime in the 1980's, Magic Johnson and Kareem Abdul-Jabbar of the Los Angeles Lakers both jumped over my head during the same basketball game. I was working on the sidelines as part of a freelance video crew for ESPN while in college at USC, and I'm still haunted by the memory of size 18 Nikes flying at my face.
2) I watched a restored print of Easy Rider with Peter Fonda himself a few years ago. This was during a film festival, and at the first bar of Steppenwolf's Born to Be Wild the many bikers in attendance all stood up and cheered as Captain America roared across the big screen one more time. When referring to another of his characters in a more recent film, he said he "played the Slimey in The Limey." I have other Fonda-family stories, but they're too interesting for my blog.
3) Some famous people know me and actually [used to] dial me up. I can't tell you who they are (sorry) and since discovering I have the infamous "celebrity worship gene," I've enrolled in a ten-step program to overcome it. It's an awesome and cool list of people and the stories would truly make you jealous of my life, really--too bad you don't have me cornered at the Cowgirl bar after a couple of ship-sinking frozen margaritas. Name dropping is a disease. Did I tell you about the time I met…
4) through 10) have been pre-empted due to the activities of 3) on this list. And that reminds me of a riddle my niece Trisha told me: Why was six afraid of seven? (Because seven eight nine.)
Maybe I have AADD, because I'm moving on... and tagging the novelist Richard Lewis (who will probably decline this unexpected tagging and just go surfing off the coast of Bali like he does everyday in Paradise). That's rather interesting, don't you think?
P.S. Richard Lewis has yet another blog here.
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9 Comments:
Well, the surf was up today, but I was reading ULYSSES wile feverish with flu--the pages I read made more sense, actually.
Thanks for playing, Richard. I had a hard time with this assignment too. I ended up making big eyes AND adding the wavering lip thing when I asked my husband, "Do ten interesting things about me even exist?" He laughed, then graciously tossed off half a dozen tidbits that got me going, sort of a snowball effect if you will.
I think when we look at our own lives, "interesting" things aren't readily apparent since they're an integral part of who we are. But when viewed through a more distant scope, those same banal events can be fascinating to others.
Thanks again for participating. You're a trooper!
Ginger
I have old movie celebrity worship. I would love to meet me some Fondas!
Very...ahem...interesting list!
Hi Richard, you can play a similar game at Aliya Whiteley's website - except you only have to think of three things, they don't have to be interesting, one of them must be a lie, and you could win a prize! It's fun. Go to Aliya's forums and look for the 'Three things about me section'. Basically, the game is that Aliya has to guess which one of the three things you say is the lie. If you beat her, you win the prize. As she describes herself as the most gullible person on the planet, it's not so hard.
Aliya is a very entertaining writer, by the way, and a fellow MNW author.
Richard Lewis--you feeling better yet? Steve Martin did a misfit surfer sketch on SNL and I wondered if you had a Hawaiian shirt like his.
Ginger--I attempted some self-deprecating humor in my assignment, but I'm afraid it didn't work. My girlfriend said it was "just weird."
Katie--Jane is the pretty one.
Roger--Thanks for the link. Very entertaining, indeed! Did you get the postcard yet?
Richard, I got the postcard!!! Thank you. I'm looking forward to that beer you've promised me and I love the horse art. Very impressive.
Any sign of one from me?
Roger--
I'm so glad Kokopelli arrived safely in London. Over here, we get all our mail by Pony Express. It's one of the perks of living in the Wild West, but adds days to deliveries.
i find all this celebrity worship stuff highly disturbing.
Hello Anonymous,
Yes it is, hence the 10-step program. Wait just a darned minute--you're stalking me, aren't you? ;-)
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