I will soon be bringing you another installment of the DONCO Science Series on the Carbon Dioxide-Global Climate Change Controversy. But before I do, I have a chore to take care of.
As I believe I've stated before, I have a tremendous loathing for memes, tags, and other such chain-letter-like plagues. In fact, I think I'd prefer to let people have an extended go at my neck with a bamboo saw (10 points to the first person who can tell me what book that reference was from.) rather than be assigned the task of completing one.
Having said that, I've done two of them since I started blogging. In both cases it was principally because I had previously admired the bloggers who decided to infect me.
The miscreants were:
Brent at The Ominous Comma
and
William at Dead Rooster
I answered both of those tags here.
Despite my dislike for the creatures, (Tags, not William and Brent - time heals all wounds.) I am now answering a tag from another blogger. There are two reasons for this.
One - I'm a wimp.
Two - The blogger who has tagged me is female, young, pretty, morally upright, and innocent. (All of which begs the question of why she comes here to read my stuff.) These are attributes that have always strangely attracted me, since I am, not to put to fine a point on it, none of those things. Plus, I've always gone for these kinds of women, because I knew that they would immediately haul out the garlic and douse me with Holy Water, thus saving me from an entangling personal relationship. (Worked every time but once. I ended up married to her. Go figure.)
Anyway, this tag comes from Robyn at This is My Life
The rules are as follows:
- Link the person(s) who tagged you
- Mention the rules on your blog
- Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours
- Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them (or 5)
- Leave a comment on each of the tagged bloggers' blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged
Having fulfilled both one and two, we come to the problem of rule three. My chief difficulty here is that all of my quirks are spectacular. (Meaning that I often make a spectacle of myself whenever they are displayed.)
But I'll give it a go anyway.
1. I abhor being late. For anything. I can be a complete jerk about it. Now God, in His Infinite Wisdom, has decided that this attitude of mine is a Sin. (I'm not sure of the category; doesn't seem to fit into gluttony, pride, or lust and I forget the others.) Since it is a Sin, God has decided to chastise me by giving me a wife and two daughters. Thus I never get anywhere on time anymore.
2. I like nothing better than a sandwich, specifically ham and cheese. I enjoy variety only so far as to the vegetative options of tomatoes, onions or as a special treat, avocado. Mustard and mayo are important too, but the mustard MUST go on the ham side of the bread and the mayo on the vegetable or cheese side or the whole thing sucks.
3. I'm a diet Coke addict. My wife, as a wedding present, gave me 20 cases.
4. I possess negative ESP. Once, as a kid in school, a teacher decided to give my whole class an ESP test, using those little cards with waves and circles and such like on them. We all had to try to determine which symbol she was holding up. I think there were 50 cards in the deck made up of six symbols.
We all marked them down on our wax tablets or tree bark or whatever we used back then for writing. It WAS a long time ago. She ran through the deck three times, and I was the only one to not get any of them right. Apparently, that was beyond the laws of probability by a couple of light years.
Since that time, I have never made a correct prediction in my entire life. If I could find someone to pay me for this skill, I could make them rich. Just bet against me every time. (On the other hand, that sounds a lot like a prediction, so they would probably die in a freak meteor strike. (But of course that couldn't happen, because I just predicted it. Oh Dear.))
5. I am mechanically inept. Completely. Don't let me near your car's innards. You've been warned.
6. I'm a night owl. One or two in the AM is not at all unusual. I usually write at this time or watch old movies. I make up for these late evenings by being exhausted through out the next day. Interestingly, I seem to wake up about 9 PM the next evening.
OK, that takes care of rule 3. I'm going to cheat on rule 4 and send this on to only two other people. And I already named them above.
What goes around comes around guys.
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