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Me quirky?

Thanks to our esteemed and locally renowned blogger M.Toast, I now have something to post today…

List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself  (and if nothing else, I’m damn quirky)

  1. My dad and I make up names for each other that play for about 1-2 months at a time.  Currently, my nickname is Barky and his is VonSchnauzer
  2. I’m a tightfisted miser at home and at work.  My motto is “Don’t ask me if you can buy something.  You can’t.”      
  3. I had a poster of Bobby Kennedy in my bedroom when I was eleven.  It hung next to my other Bobby Heartthrob – Bobby Sherman.
  4. I cannot stand the sound the styrofoam makes.  I once made my 11 year old nephew sign a pledge that he would never rub styrofoam together within earshot of me ever again.  On pain of death. 
  5. No one touches my bellybutton.  Not even me.  It feels weird in there.  Like an alien.
  6. I prefer cloudy days to sunny ones.
  7. I wish there was a radio station that only played songs written in a minor key.  It would be my favorite.

I’m supposed to tag, but you know my strict No-Tag policy.  Steal if you wish though!

The ABCs of Me!Me!Me!

I, Observant, having been tagged by Poseidon, will now proceed to list things about Me!Me!Me! in alphabetical order.  

The legal “yadda, yadda” as quoted from Muse’s site, via Grace’s site:

“The instructions say that each player starts with some random facts/habits about himself/herself. As you are tagged you need to post the rules and your responses on your own blog. At the end of your post, you need to choose some people to tag, list their names and, of course, leave them a comment, telling they have been tagged and they need to read your blog for more information.”

A:  Alpha female.  Oh yeah, I’m the dominatrix.

B: Blogger – It’s the hobby that keeps me sane and my wit sharp

C:  Coco, my dog

D:  Daddy’s girl – that’s me

E:  Earth sign.  No air or water for me, folks. 

F:  Fuck. I say it pretty frequently.  However, I’ve never said it in front of my mother.

G:  Glasses – my constant fashion accessory.  Also provides access to the visual world.

H:  Hippie – my answer to the question “what do you want to be when you grow up?”

I:  Ichthyology – the subject I would least likely study.  I do not like fish of any kind, shape or smell.  It is my fervent hope that someday all fish will be declared unsafe to eat so I will no longer be subject to the exclamations of “you don’t like FISH?  Are you kidding?”  I’m not kidding.

J:  Julian, my one and only child

K:  Ken, of course!  The love of my life

L:  Licentious.   No, really.  I am.

M:  Music – always on.  A continual fascination for me.

N:  Nutrition – what I have my degree in.  Turns out I should have been a business major.

O:   Obituaries – I read them and try to figure out who committed suicide.  Hey, you asked!    Oh, and Observant, natch.

P:  People-watcher (see: Observant).

Q:  Quiet – I’m the listener and seem to be surrounded by friends who talk a lot.   This is a nice combination for me.

R:  Remodeling hell – where I’ll be soon

S:  Smart.  I’m smart and I’m a damn smart-ass.  No matter what the tragic event, I’m always looking for a way to make fun of it.  This pisses people off frequently.

T: Tink, my tuxedo cat.  He thinks he’s Carey Grant.  It’s possible he may be CG reincarnated.  There is a distinct British accent in the meow.

U:  Underestimated.  People look at me and think “what a straight-laced chick.”  Ha!  If they only knew.

V:  Sometimes there’s just not enough Valium

W:  My most despised middle initial right now. 

X:  Are you kidding? 

Y:  Young at heart.  There’s no way I’m this old.  No fucking way.

Z:  Again, what’s with the freaky letters?  Who has a Z quality?

 I’m supposed to tag, but I’m a chronic rule breaker.  So steal if you feel the spirit move ya!

Music Video Thursday: Neko Case – Hold On Hold On

One of the answers on my All About Me(me) was which song I would take to a desert island, and this is it.  I never get tired of listening to this CD, but this song in particular.  Enjoy!

The most tender place in my heart is for strangers
I know it’s unkind but my own blood is much too dangerous
Hangin’ round the ceiling half the time
Hangin’ round the ceiling half the time

Compared to some I’ve been around
But I really tried so hard
That echo chorus lied to me with its
“Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on”

In the end I was the mean girl
Or somebody’s in-between girl
Now it’s the devil I love
And that’s as funny as real love

I leave the party at three a.m.
Alone, thank God
With a valium from the bride
It’s the devil I love
And that’s as funny as real love
And that’s as real as true love

That echo chorus lied to me with its
“Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on”

That echo chorus lied to me with its
“Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on”

All About Me(me)

Prada Pixie has bucked the establishment and made up her own meme and I say Good for her!  It’s a great one, so of course I stole it because I’m lazy and I think I’m coming down with the cold Ken had this weekend and I just spent $200 on my dog’s shots and allergy shot and heartworm pills and, shit – it’s Monday.

  1. What is your all time favourite book, from childhood, as an adult?  Little House on the Prairie/Pillars of the Earth.  I’ve read each numerous times and I even live close to a town that has a Laura Ingalls Wilder day once a year.  They don’t, however have an Observant Bystander day.  Yet.
  2. All time favourite movie as above?  The Wizard of Oz/The Philadelphia Story.  Again, numerous viewings and yes, I’ve done the WOZ/Dark Side of the Moon thing which totally rocks by the way.  A little known fact is that you can do the same thing with The Philadelphia Story and Frank Sinatra’s In the Wee Small Hours album. 
  3. Favourite type of chocolate, and how much of it do you eat a week?  I only eat Nestle’s chocolate chunks because, well, nothing says big hunk o’ chocolate like chocolate chunks. 
  4. Favourite drink, non alcoholic and alcoholic?  Iced tea with lemon.  Amaretto sour.  No joking around with the liquor, no sir.   
  5. Where is your all time best holiday destination?  For Halloween, I like to go a few blocks over to this big house that looks like a castle and has a blue tile roof (I shit you not, people), because they change the doorbell chime to sound all scary and stuff AND they give out full size Hershey bars. 
  6. Where is your dream holiday destination?  Oh shit, I just realized this was written by a Brit.  Which means I’m supposed to be answering these holiday questiont by substituting the word vacation.  Well, I’m not changing the answer to #5 because it’s truly the best Halloween destination.  As far as dream vacations go – I’d have to vote for a tour of famous cemetaries.   I tried to talk my dad into visiting Jim Morrison’s gravesite in Paris, but even after I explained who Jim Morrison was, he still wasn’t interested.  Oh, and Italy.  Yeah, I’d really like to go to Italy.
  7. Which is the best Beatles track of all time?  I Want You/She’s So Heavy from Abbey Road.  Nuff said.
  8. What are you most proud of having achieved (having children doesn’t count)  Making it out of my twenties alive. 
  9. What would you want for your last supper ever?(assuming it’s food you like now and not liquidized mush when you are 90!)  Cheeseburger, really salty fries, chocolate milkshake.
  10. How old were you when you had your first snog, name of snoggee if you dare?   Haha!  I know what snog means!   OK – 16 and no, I won’t say (cause a lady does NOT kiss and tell – did you hear that Monica Lewinsky???).  He had the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen in my life though.
  11. Do you have an unfulfilled ambition?  Yes!
  12. If so what is it?  Well, besides being a World Famous Blogger, I want to learn how to take pictures well.
  13. What yer gonna do about achieving it?  I’m shopping for a camera as we speak (thanks, Deb!)
  14. Describe the outfit that best describes you as you are.  Soft, wornout bellbottom jeans, gauzy shirt, chunky shoes.  The hippie girl never died.
  15. If you were on Desert Island Discs which one piece of music would you want to keep?  Wow I had to Wiki this one!  ONE PIECE OF MUSIC?  OK, but tomorrow I might now feel the same way – Hold on Hold on by Neko Case.  The words are perfect to me. 
  16.  And what would the luxury item be, as in no use at all, on a desert island?   An art deco still life painting I have.
  17.  Outside of your partner, Brad Pitt, George Clooney, Beyonce Knowles, J-lo who do you fantasise about?  You mean I can’t choose George Clooney??   Billy Bob Thornton cause he’s sooooo nasty.
  18. Describe the contents of your purse/wallet, ie receipts/ bus tickets/ plastic you never use/ and if your lucky enough money.(English use of the word purse here)  Gum wrappers, lots of gum wrappers, hair ties and headbands, lotion, big fat red wallet, cell phone (somewhere in the bottom of the purse where I can never find it to answer it), cigarettes (always where I can find them), sunglasses, medications (old women have to carry their medications with them ya know), and various types of paperwork (currently camera research).
  19. Outside of the family what item would you save from the inferno?  Just to be clear here, my dog IS my family so he’s going regardless.  Other than that, my purse. 
  20. How much would you like me to stop now.?  But I LIKE talking about myself…

Book meme

I stole these meme questions from cowgalutah’s site because I LOVE books.  If I could eat them I would.

  1. What are you reading right now?        Blood Orange by Drusilla Campbell .    Eh, not so much likey. 
  2. Do you have any idea what you’ll read when you’re done with that?  Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult
  3. What magazines do you have in your bathroom right now? Entertainment Weekly (my pop culture porn) and Time
  4. What’s the worst thing you were ever forced to read?  Remembering back that far makes my brain hurt, and that last acid trip in ’79 didn’t help matters much either.
  5. What’s the one book you always recommend to just about everyone?  The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
  6. Admit it, the librarians at your library know you on a first name basis, don’t they?  Oh yeah.  They know me and secretly believe I have better taste in books than any other patron.
  7. Is there a book you absolutely love, but for some reason, people never think it sounds interesting, or maybe they read it and don’t like it at all?  The Terror by Dan Simmons.  Nobody I know who has actually tried to read it, could stand it.  I stayed up several nights devouring all 700 pages.
  8. Do you read books while you eat? While you bathe? While you watch movies or TV? While you listen to music? While you’re on the computer? While you’re having sex? While you’re driving?   Eat – yes.  Bathe – yes.  I have too much fun while having sex to read – I mean, come on!  If my man whipped out a book to read while we were getting our freak on, I’d cry.  Then I’d withhold sex for, oh about a year I guess. Driving?  Are you kidding? 
  9. When you were little, did other children tease you about your reading habits?  No, but I got an award in first grade for reading more books than anybody else.  Of course I was 12 years old then, so really, the competition was pretty lame.
  10. What’s the last thing you stayed up half the night reading because it was so good you couldn’t put it down?  On Chesil Beach by Ian McEwan – but at only 208 pages it only took about that long to read it.

 So ends this meme.  I don’t tag, so if you want to play feel free! 

I’ve been tagged

I’ve been tagged by totaltransformation for a different kind of meme: 

The rules of this meme are simple.
1) Go to http://www.Google.com
2) Click on Google images
3) Type in your name and search
4) Repost (w/ a link) the picture of the oddest, craziest, strangest, coolest, oldest, etc. person that shares your name. Post multiples if you find a few you like.

So here goes: It seems that most Karen Palmers are boring twats. We’re geeky scientists and people who do bead projects. No fun-lovin’ criminals or porn stars here, kiddies.   I was about to give up, when I found the two best Karen Palmers ever:

#1:  Forgive me, my namesake, karenpalmer.jpgfor writing a humorous post about you, but you are the most entertaining of our kind out there in the wide, wide world.

Karen Palmer, not only are you a Weight Loss Surgery Coach, you are a Life Masterpiece Coach at well.  And what a fine combination that must be.    You are also a graduate of the Pathways Institute Mystery School, and it is a mystery to me what the hell that really means, but I have a sneaky feeling it’s not a place where you study crop circles and UFOs and Agatha Christie novels, or any other such mysterious subjects like that.    Whatever it is, it has apparently prepared you for your life’s work as a Weight Loss Surgery Coach/Life Masterpeice Coach.  Is your mantra “Diets are for Losers?” because I think that would be a cool mantra if I had a mantra, and if I was a Weight Loss Surgery Coach.   And what about this Life Masterpiece Coach gig?  How’s that working out for you?  Since I’m such a great slogan maker-upper, here’s another freebie for you off the top of my head:  Life’s a Masterpeice So Don’t Put it In a Bad-Looking Frame”   Kind of goes along with the Weight Loss Coach thing, huh?  So, hats off to you, Karen Palmer!  for dedicating your life’s work to cheering on and nagging weight loss surgery patients to stick to their new teeny-tiny meals so they don’t get fat again!

#2:  The other Karen Palmer karenp.gifI found via google, is (or at least was) a medical student who belongs to the group, Medical Students for Choice – an organization I can totally support, being the left wing, bleeding heart, granola crunching, feminist liberal that I am.
That’s her on the right, singing at a benefit called Artists for Choice. Not only do I wish I looked like her (young! ), I also wish I could sing and play guitar without people throwing things at me. 

MS4C’s mission states:

Medical Students for Choice® stands up in the face of opposition, working to destigmatize abortion provision among medical students and residents, and to persuade medical schools and residency programs to include abortion as a part of the reproductive health services curriculum.

As they say, without providers, there is no choice.  Think about it.

So here’s to you, Karen Palmer #2! who has dedicated herself, as a physician, to providing reproductive choices for women.  Thank you for continuing to carry the torch for choice.

OK, technically I’m supposed to pass this on to 5 other people, but I always make it a point to break at least one rule per day, so this is the one.    But seriously, try it and see who you get.  You might be surprised to find, as totaltransformation did, that YOUR namesake may be the only person in Scotland to be slapped with a lifetime restraining order.  And you just can’t buy that kind of entertainment.



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