So, I have been tagged. This has never happened to me before. It's so unexpected. I have to admit, that during my time in blogland I have watched with a kind of detached, bemused, jealousy as bloggers asked each other questions, initiating each other into a club that everyone wants to join, but no one wants to admit to. Now that I am among the ranks of the tagged I will try to use my power for good, and not for evil. It's going to hard though, since this tag came from Calicobebop. who is a blogger I really like, and it comes with bling (at right) showing just how awesome I am. If this tagging is any indication I might have up to 55 readers by the end of the week.
Of course, as we ll know, nothing comes for free, not even blog tags. I have to work for my acclaim. Damn it, why can't this be easier! I have to answer a series of questions using just one word (um, yeah, who can really do that?) and then tag seven OTHER people. Well, I guess I know seven other bloggers I like. It's just a question of whether or not they will admit to knowing me...
And now to the questions...
Where is your cell phone? Purse
Where is your significant other? Fishing
Your hair color? Blondish
Your mother? Funny
Your father? Funny-ish
Your favorite thing? Boots
Your dream last night? Buggy (Really, it was gross. A book that turned into maggots and beetles that could not be killed with a hair dryer. And my sisters were no help at all. Bitches.)
Your dream/goal? Waiting
The room you’re in? Sunny
Your hobby? Humor
Your fear? Death (Um, doesn't everyone? think of your greatest fear... Bet you can trace it back to death.)
Where do you want to be in 6 years? Happy
Where were you last night? Couch
What you’re not? Tall
One of your wish-list items? Plumbing
Where you grew up? Utah
The last thing you did? Shopping
What are you wearing? Crocs (Hell, yeah! Take that Croc haters!)
Your TV? Off
Your pet? Fishing
Your computer? Laptop
Your mood? Pensive
Missing someone? Tara (Don't tell her that, though. I'll never hear the end of it.)
Your car? Filthy
Something you’re not wearing? Tiara
Favorite store? Grocery or book
Your summer? Hot
Love someone? Ryan
Your favorite color? Blue
When is the last time you laughed? This afternoon
Last time you cried? Friday night
Wow, that was harder than I thought. At least I only commented on a few of them. I could have written a paragraph on each, and bored you all senseless, but I didn't. See how considerate I am? No wonder someone loves my blog. I rock.
So, now I am sending this on to Sarah, Ellen, Wendy, Susanne, Valerie, Sarah II, and Jon. I'm betting three out of four of them do it, and the others just roll their eyes... After all, even in the world of blogging there are kids "too cool for school." Luckily, I'm not too cool for anything...
Sunday, October 19, 2008
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2 comments:
Nope, you never will...
nope, as long as you are wearing crocs, you will never be cool.
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