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Your morning meme
This is an “eight random facts about me” meme. I’m tagging everyone who, right this instant, can’t figure out what they’re going to blog about today. Now you have a topic.
Thorne stuck me with this one. (Sorry. Punny mood this AM, apparently.)
1. Breakfast this morning: coffee and Nilla wafers.
2. I’m a glass half-empty kinda guy who would prefer to be a glass half-full kinda guy.
3. My home is full of tiny flies. I can get rid of them using the vacuum, but by the time I’ve finished, more flies are back where I started.
4. Arguably our strangest pet, ever: a Cuban Knight Anole. We named him Ike. He would turn jet black whenever he was pissed, which was often; he would gape and hiss at you, like Donald Sutherland at the end of Invasion of the Body Snatchers, and he had one hell of a bite.
5. I think I’m trapped somewhere between the Oral Phase and the Anal Phase. Is there a Gastric Phase? (Incidentally: we’ve all heard the phrase “anal retentive,” but did you know there’s such a thing as “anal expulsive”? Ew.)
6. My favorite shirts are from Eddie Bauer’s Wrinkle Resistant line. However, the ones I buy are far less fugly.
7. Last night, we had to explain “soap operas” to my 11-year-old son. By his age, I was already onto my second addiction (first: Dark Shadows; second: Ryan’s Hope). In med school, most of the class watched All My Children in the med student lounge on our lunch hour. I would spend that time eating my sandwich and working the crossword puzzle. Not that I was above All My Children (or All My Chickies, as we used to call it), but it wasn’t Ryan’s Hope.
8. I think this post by O’Brien is sexy. It made me sad, too, but I’m not saying why.
It’s getting increasingly difficult, finding new stuff to reveal. Sometimes I think that one day, this blog will heave itself out of e-space and lurch through the streets, passing itself off as me. And no one will know the difference.
D.
Your blog is here. He says he’s you, but I could tell he’s not. I’m not saying why.
Thanks, Doug!! I guess I haven’t read you long enough to know quite how “out” you are!! And what is it with the tiny flies??? They’re driving me nuts this year. I got an electric flyswatter, but I like your vacuuming idea. Last year here at the ranch we had a plague of mice and packrats! (Due to the heavy rains and abundant vegetation) I’ve been considering a TT on how to kill them. Country living! *sigh*
#3: Fruit flies? If so, take a glass, put some raspberry-wine vinegar and water in it, add some dishsoap to destroy the surface tension, then cover it with plastic wrap and poke small holes in the plastic. Fruit flies are drawn to the vinegar, get in through the holes, land in the water, and, since there’s no surface tension to hold them up, they drown.
Hi Doug,
How ironic! I stopped by to learn more about you and tada! a meme. Perfect timing I think. Nice place you have here and lots of reading to do.
Ryan’s Hope and All My Children – those were the days!
~Maggie
I love this…
“Sometimes I think that one day, this blog will heave itself out of e-space and lurch through the streets, passing itself off as me. And no one will know the difference.“
Hi folks! Too tired to comment. I have some sort of weird post kicking around in my head and that’s about it. More later.
Pat, I’m trying it. I’ll let you know how it works. Trouble is, these aren’t actual fruit flies, so I’m not sure what will attract them!
As a child I called Nilla wafers “Ernie’s Ears” because they look like…well, Ernie’s ears, from Bert and Ernie on Sesame Street.
I’ve spent too much time this afternoon on Erin’s links. I also envy her her hair – gorgeous! I’m so glad I’m growing mine, now.
But for your amusement, as it was mine.
Ooo! Dark Shadows!?!
Rella and I were addicted to the uber-cheesy remade version that aired in the early 90s.
We’d actually sit in our respective homes, holding the telephone receivers to our ears while we watched the show, just so we could comment on anything that happened as it happened.
I know. We don’t know how such geeks turned into a coupla hot babes like us, either. 😀 Your guess is as good as mine.