I’ve been tagged for for the Six Random Things Meme by NOLAnotes – who referred to me as a “minx” and Slate who tagged my other blog, TravelingMermaid. Hmmm….does that make me a minxmaid? Hey I like that! I might have to rename this blog. Waddaya think? Minxmaid
I had a hard time thinking up 6 random things about myself and actually only thought up 4. The last 2 on the list are by a friend who I asked to help me out. It took him all of about 3 minutes to come up with his two and I would have never thought of either one. So that’s a good tip, future tagees, if you can’t think of anything, ask a friend.
OK, so the rules are:
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.
And my random things are:
1. During a job interview once I was asked “What would you do if a patient came up behind you and patted your butt?”
Later I learned my answer to this question is what cinched the job for me.
2. A few years ago I have a very vivid and realistic dream that I died. I don’t remember the details but I remember the feeling of peace – sort of. Well, I remember that I felt a feeling of peace but I don’t think as a human that I will actually ever fully feel that feeling again until I do die. When I woke up, I was disoriented, shocked and oddly sad. The only thing I can kind of compare it to is possibly how it might feel to have a tidal wave slam into your body. Yeah. I was rattled for days and I wonder if maybe I did actually die for a nano-second.
3. I was carded at the first R-rated movie I went to see. It was The Exorcist, I was 16 and in another town. The theatre manager insisted I call my mother who had to assure him it was ok for me to be allowed in to see it. I had to call collect long distance and my mom was pissed! Ironically, I was over 21 the first time I was carded for booze. Go figure.
4. I met my husband at The Neshoba County Fair which is an institution in Mississippi. He and his friend picked up me and my friend. Corny but true.
5. And from my friend’s observations as he spake it: “you steal from the state…….when you come and go from work, you have been seen stealing ferns from the grounds of the new orleans adolescent
home, a state hospital.” (Disclaimer: they were the common sword fern in the overgrown front yard of a condemned building. So shoot me.)
6. …and his second random offering: “you have the uncanny ability to mesmerize gay men with your low cut shirts.” (OMG, the old girl still has it!)
And now for my victims *rubs hands together*:
I join Slate in a double-team tag of No It’s Just Me because he’s one of my favorite bloggers and inquiring minds want to know.
Garden of Irks and Delights because she’s disappeared from the blogger-screen and we miss her!
Varg because he’s loosey-goosey and I think he’ll play. (Loosey-goosey is a good thing, btw!)
We Could Be Famous because he never writes anything personal and because he’s a cutie-pie.
Cold Spaghetti because she leads the most interesting life and I want to know more about her.
Drive-By Blogger because he will be outrageous and un-PC.
And there you have it. My post for November 20, 2008.
















Awesome! But what WAS your answer to the interview question?? We’ll have to wait for another meme!! And, yes, sistah, you very much STILL HAVE IT!! You minxmaid, you!
Good ones Darlin’. And you do “still have it’. (Remember, I’m a daughter of Sappho.)
OK. I will do it, but you may have to wait a little longer…the semester is almost over.
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I did it — thanks for letting me play with the cool kids!
Mesmerizing gay men? Girl, you’ve REALLY got it.
I might not follow all the rules, but I’ll give you fun personal story – maybe over the Holiday weekend. Busy times right now.
I can’t to this since you didn’t “double dare” me.