Only doing this because NOLASlate tagged me. She’s cool and I wish I’m half as gutsy and with it when I’m her age. (And because half the NOLA blogosphere has been in on the action and, if they jump out a window, I probably will, too.)
Here are the rules:
1. Link to the person who tagged you.
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Write six random things about yourself.
4. Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them.
5. Let each person know they“ve been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.
6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up.
Six “random” things about me, and they probably will be random given the reaction of many to my words is “Where did that come from?”:
1. The water faucet has to run while I’m brushing my teeth. It’s terribly wasteful and drastic cutback measures are in place.
2. I speak Tamil fluently and read it well enough, but worry what practical use it has other than to communicate with my family in Tinglish and decipher the occasional hymn or recipe. Seriously, have you ever heard of an Olympic Tamil interpreter or UN Tamil translator?
3. Monkeys and goats make me laugh. In fact, the mere mention of the word “goat” cracks me up. I’ve replaced this blog’s banner with one that includes a Goat Crossing sign. Come to think of it, “From Kuwait To Katrina And Beyond” should just read “Goat Rodeo” because if my life can be summed up in two words, them’s it.
4. When in high school and college, I knew Mozart’s discography down to the Kochel number. Grad school fried my brain.
5. D wants me to start playing piano again. It’s a great idea and, while at it, I should take accordion lessons. Accordionists, especially of the polka genre, please take heart that I appreciate you.
6. While I wear it quite often, I really haven’t got eye makeup down. Sometimes, practice does not make perfect.
About this whole “tag 6 others, let each know they“ve been tagged and leave a comment on their blog” thing, that’s way too much work and I don’t know who reads this blog any more. So, you’re all it. Spew randomly and prosper.
I still read it. Repeat after me: goat, goat, goat.
See, I STILL need to learn some Tamil. It will make the whole HinJew thing even more meaningful. Besides, I know some Schaechter-Viswanaths.
Hope the hollerday’s been happy.
You know we read and care.
Thanks for the compliment, and yeah, I read it every day. It’s in my top five “clicks” of each morning. Monkeys and goats, huh? I’ll have to remember that! I still have a blue monkey hanging from my hat from D’s bday party last year!
Hope you had a great Thanksgiving!
If this entire post is, as I suspect it may be, an excuse to ask, “Does anybody read this blog anymore?” the answer is yes.
Also… Morwen and Folse tagged me with that last week and I never got around to it. Mostly because nobody reads my blog anymore…
Thanks, all, I know that this blog is read, but I don’t know by whom specifically. As I said above, “I don’t know who reads this blog any more,” so I didn’t know whom to tag.
Jeffrey, I read your blog and a lot of other blogs; I wish there were an easier way to leave comments (like dictation – I speak and the words appear in comments sections).
Right about now – I would pay someone $10,000 if they could teach me to speak Tamil in a day.
No doubt it’s a tough language, especially for a South Louisiana valakerren…
Number 4 blamed grad school for frying your brain. Um, wasn’t that about when you met D?
Rick, I met D two years into grad school. My brain was long sauteed by then. You know, #4 and me on those Vicodin-MGD cocktails.