Tagged! 5 Weird Things/Habits
OK, I’ve been tagged by friend and fellow blogger Celeste in a cybergame that goes like this:
The first player of this game starts with “5 weird things/habits about yourself.” In the end you need to choose 5 people to be tagged and list their names. The people who get tagged need to write a blog about their 5 weird things/habits, as well as state this rule clearly, then tag 5 more victims. Don't forget to leave your victim a comment that says “you're tagged!” in their comments and tell them to read your blog.
Here are my 5 weird things/habits about myself:
1. My altar to the Divine Feminine includes a picture of Our Lady of Guadalupe as well as an 8 x 10 autographed photo of Tammy Faye.
2. I sometimes download music for my cat. It has to be jazz from the 1950’s (no “smooth jazz”!) or Kato will turn up his nose and walk away. (At this moment Kato is out on the porch, loudly casting a spell on the neighbor cat.)
3. I’ve gotten hooked on the “reality TV” show Project Runway. I’m even thinking of buying the special issue of Elle magazine, when it comes out, featuring the winning designer. I’ve never bought Elle before, but I do enjoy the literary essays and blatantly-liberal political articles in Vanity Fair.
4. My bedroom is such a mess right now, with books piled up all over the place, that I’ve started shopping for a new bookcase. I’m not sure where I’ll put it, since every available space in my apartment already has a bookcase in it. Over the past two years I’ve bought enough translations of, and books about, the Gnostic Gospels that I have enough to fill a whole bookcase with nothing but “Lost Gospels.” I even have a Chinese translation of the Gospel of Thomas. (No, I can’t read Chinese. I also have a Latin translation of Winnie the Pooh.)
5. I am unable to say the word “jellybeans.” I can write it – I just did – but I have never said this word out loud in my life and I never will. This once upset my grandmother at a Thanksgiving dinner, when she tried to get me to say the word but I still refused. Back in the early 90’s, a friend wrote a column about this for Atlanta’s weekly newspaper, Creative Loafing (“Mental health counselor unable to say the word Jellybeans”).
There! Now that I’ve laid bare my weirdness for all to see, I hereby “tag” the following bloggers and hope they will remain my friends:
Carl
Laura
Heidi
Jon
Dave
The first player of this game starts with “5 weird things/habits about yourself.” In the end you need to choose 5 people to be tagged and list their names. The people who get tagged need to write a blog about their 5 weird things/habits, as well as state this rule clearly, then tag 5 more victims. Don't forget to leave your victim a comment that says “you're tagged!” in their comments and tell them to read your blog.
Here are my 5 weird things/habits about myself:
1. My altar to the Divine Feminine includes a picture of Our Lady of Guadalupe as well as an 8 x 10 autographed photo of Tammy Faye.
2. I sometimes download music for my cat. It has to be jazz from the 1950’s (no “smooth jazz”!) or Kato will turn up his nose and walk away. (At this moment Kato is out on the porch, loudly casting a spell on the neighbor cat.)
3. I’ve gotten hooked on the “reality TV” show Project Runway. I’m even thinking of buying the special issue of Elle magazine, when it comes out, featuring the winning designer. I’ve never bought Elle before, but I do enjoy the literary essays and blatantly-liberal political articles in Vanity Fair.
4. My bedroom is such a mess right now, with books piled up all over the place, that I’ve started shopping for a new bookcase. I’m not sure where I’ll put it, since every available space in my apartment already has a bookcase in it. Over the past two years I’ve bought enough translations of, and books about, the Gnostic Gospels that I have enough to fill a whole bookcase with nothing but “Lost Gospels.” I even have a Chinese translation of the Gospel of Thomas. (No, I can’t read Chinese. I also have a Latin translation of Winnie the Pooh.)
5. I am unable to say the word “jellybeans.” I can write it – I just did – but I have never said this word out loud in my life and I never will. This once upset my grandmother at a Thanksgiving dinner, when she tried to get me to say the word but I still refused. Back in the early 90’s, a friend wrote a column about this for Atlanta’s weekly newspaper, Creative Loafing (“Mental health counselor unable to say the word Jellybeans”).
There! Now that I’ve laid bare my weirdness for all to see, I hereby “tag” the following bloggers and hope they will remain my friends:
Carl
Laura
Heidi
Jon
Dave
posted by Darrell Grizzle | 11:11 AM
6 Comments:
I sympathize with you on the book situation!
Thanks for asking me to play. I had fun.
I love Project Runway! We were so sad when Malan had to leave. Broke my heart when he said he was so ashamed. Just wanted to hug him and feed him homemade chicken soup.
I'm half tempted to say jellybean in your ear, but will refrain for fear of your jazz-loving cat. :)
Julie
Darrell, I'll get around to answering your tag soon but I've spent enough time on the computer today blogging about band camp. Just want to let you know that I appreciate you thinking of me and I am eager to play!
Darrell,
My wife and I too are absolutely obsessed w/ Project Runway. Go figure.
It's true. Darrell won't say "jellybean".
I don't watch reality tv, I prefer unreality tv. My DH and I watch the 30 min. soap opera, "Bold and the Beautiful" every weekday while eating lunch together. Even my sister got hooked on it when she lived with us after Katrina.
Hey, Darrell. I'm back at blogspot, and am listening to 10-31-71 as I write this.
God's best to you.
Theophilus Punk
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