- Link to the person who tagged me
- Mention the rules
- Tell six quirky yet boring, unspectacular details about myself
- Tag 6 other bloggers by linking to them
- Go to each person’s blog and leave a comment that lets them know they’ve been tagged
I like pickles. I like ice cream. Sometimes I like them one right after the other. I think when (if) I get pregnant I'll get cravings to have them at the same time.
My goal this summer is to hit up every ice cream shop on the Twin Cities Magazine Best of Summer list. Weirdest flavor tasted so far: Irish Whiskey, with a scoop of Guinness.
When in the car, I have an insatiable urge to do something besides just drive. Sometimes this urge is satisfied by listening to the radio, but when that just doesn't do it for me, I talk to myself. I'd tell you what I talk about with myself, but then I'd have to kill you.
I've never watched the entire Wizard of Oz. I somehow never managed to see the whole thing growing up. In high school, I played the Coroner of Munchkinland in our fall musical. (To my everlasting horror there was a singing line which terrified the crap out of me.) I know the entire plot having read many, many, many of L. Frank Baum's Oz books, but I just never watched the whole thing.
I can't sleep if there is the slightest noise. Ticking clocks drive me insane. Even the hum of a computer that hasn't been turned off can keep me up. So I usually sleep with a fan on to cover up any ambient noise. College dorm living was almost my undoing. Between living next to a girl with an extremely loud sound system to roommates up typing to the crack of dawn, I learned the best way to cope was to stay up later than everyone else. And consequently I didn't get much sleep for a few years.
I wrote my first story before I knew how to write. I had a particular babysitter that I adored because we would pull out a blank notebook, I would dictate my story to her, and then I'd draw the illustrations. Sometimes I'd scribble on a piece of paper in imitation of writing and then ask a grown up to please tell me what I'd written.
Okay, so there you have it. I now nominate:
Trish (Hey Lady! Whatcha Readin'?)
Andi (Tripping Toward Lucidity)
Stephanie's Confessions of a Bookaholic