Sharon at Hyperactive Inefficiency and Susan at LostnChina have given me the Versatile Blogger Award. This means a, you really, really like me or b, my ramblings are truly aimless or iii, I am Waffley Versatile. I can take all three. Thanks a bunch.
In the name of blogging community, I’m going to share yet more random factoids about myself.
I used to think that I was born in the wrong era. I have since made peace with this one. My favourite musicians are still old or dead. I can name that tune in one note and it’s usually More Than A Feeling by Boston. Don’t ask, because I don’t know. And that ‘s OK.
I get high on life, the smell of books and paint and gasoline and cigars. But not intentionally. It just happens. In related news, I smoked pot at University, but I wasn’t co-ordinated enough to do it more than once.
When I ‘graduated’ from the Brownies, the leader suggested I ‘might not want to move up to the Green Uniform.’ So I didn’t. I’m a rebel from way back. I guess she doubted my commitment to Sparkle Motion.
I’ve said before that I quote my favourite movies in everyday conversation. I’ll say now that most of the time, it makes sense.
Wine gives me heartburn. This is probably a good thing.
I don’t like chocolate, either. Unless it’s expensive.
I’m supposed to tell other bloggers to do this. You can, if you wish.
What I will do now is mention some folks who I think should start a blog. Because I would read it.
My Dad: Everyone needs his philosophy on life and baseball.
Sarge: He wants me to write lyrics to go with his music. And because I want even more insight into the workings of his brain.
My cousin Karin: I want to be like her when I grow up. And I told her so. Yes, I am that corny.