Oh God, Tagged Again...
Posted on Mar 31st, 2007
by
Sandra
I got just got tagged by reading C4 Chaos' blog. Actually it's a great read... and anyway I can't resist such things. ANY excuse to tell you about me me me.... ;-) God may be in his castle but I'm here at Tir na Spideoga guiding a writing retreat. So what better time than now to play.
Here is how this tag game works: I am to post 12 random facts about myself, 11 which are true and 1 which isn't. you get to guess which one isn't. Also, since you are reading this, you have been tagged...
1. A beau gave me a chaise longue as a present.
2. I once had a perm.
3. I can reach inside my nostrils with my tounge.
4. I was taken to the cave where Christ was reportedly born.
5. I have watched Ken Wilber take his shirt off and clamp his right nipple with one of those clamp on microphone thingies.
6. I squeezed green Fairy Liquid into a cake my mother was making for my father's birthday.
7. I followed William Hurt up an alleyway in Hampstead.
8. I have beautifully manicured hands and feet.
9. I had a nice glass of white wine at Sting's house.
10. I'm embarrassed about my breasts.
11. I read The Iliad in its original language.
12. I hated the movie The Titanic. (NO peeking at my favourite movie list).
Okay, that's it. Lemme know which one is the false one...
Here is how this tag game works: I am to post 12 random facts about myself, 11 which are true and 1 which isn't. you get to guess which one isn't. Also, since you are reading this, you have been tagged...
1. A beau gave me a chaise longue as a present.
2. I once had a perm.
3. I can reach inside my nostrils with my tounge.
4. I was taken to the cave where Christ was reportedly born.
5. I have watched Ken Wilber take his shirt off and clamp his right nipple with one of those clamp on microphone thingies.
6. I squeezed green Fairy Liquid into a cake my mother was making for my father's birthday.
7. I followed William Hurt up an alleyway in Hampstead.
8. I have beautifully manicured hands and feet.
9. I had a nice glass of white wine at Sting's house.
10. I'm embarrassed about my breasts.
11. I read The Iliad in its original language.
12. I hated the movie The Titanic. (NO peeking at my favourite movie list).
Okay, that's it. Lemme know which one is the false one...
Tagged with: I've been tagged, 12 random facts, The Iliad, William Hurt, Ken Wilber, The Titanic, Sting, perms







10. I’m embarrassed about my breasts.
I do not know. I get a partiqular vibe from that one. It just does not seem like something you would worry about….
Well I love that you think that about me, but I'm afraid it's the wrong answer!
(and of course on another level it is absolutely the right answer).
9. I had a nice glass of white wine at Sting's house.
Something tells me then, that this is the correct answer. But part of me, on the other hand, can see you sitting there, sipping away on a nice little chilled number, talking about charity and bad b-sides…
(I am working on my own I've been tagged list as we speak…)
3. I can reach inside my nostrils with my tounge.
If this isn’t the false one, it should be! LOL
Intriguing list, Sandra
If this were my amazing list, we'd have to turn it around, to where there is only one “true” answer. Probably #12. Awesome list indeed.
I can't decide if it's the feet and hands or is it the head? Flip. The manicures…
Those poor little green fairies! I hope they went quick.
What an amazing list, you are always surprising me. I'm dying to find out which one is true, because I can't pick one. I just hope my family hasn't noticed me trying out #3. Mind you, they've seen me try much weirder things, in greater earnest : )
If I must choose, I'll go with 'wine with Sting' out of sheer, fairy-green envy. Did you really?? I would love to kick around with him for an afternoon, and hear his story of growth. It's been interesting to watch from a distance.
hugs,
crow
Yeah, Sandra – This is an amazing list! And hmmph!! I'm jealous!
I'm going to take a wild guess and choose a more benign answer: No. 2, “I once had a perm.”
I think you have either never had a perm, OR that you have had several perms.
Hehee,
Mary
i know how you feel about your breasts so…
i think you had a perm like the rest of us in the 70s
i think u told about bill hurt before. and i think youve been around ken wilbur, and i suppose Paul invited you to Sting’s
i couldn’ find your movie list, but you wouldn’t have warned us about that if it was the right one.
Christ born in a CAve?? chaise lounge… big deal. the fairy liquid sounds like you. titanic… that’s resonable…, manicured… sounds like that was true. illiad is very impressive too impressive to be wrong.
even tho’ you have sort of a big nose i am guessing that was easy to make up.
hope i’m right.
love ~m
- okey dokey, from the top again:
- Daibhidh… as I said, # 10 is true. I AM embarrassed about my breasts, but it's true, I don't spend much time worrying about being embarrassed about them!
- Daibhidh and Crow… # 9 is true. I did have a glass of wine at Sting's house. But I did not chat about charity, b-sides or his story of growth. I'm actually not much of a Sting fan, and to tell you the truth he wasn't really kick-aroundable with. Quite understandable really, I was one of a throng of 20. He sat there silent and a bit hump-like. Trudy is much friendlier, and the total delight of the evening was Theresa, one of their assistants. A streetwise girl you'd want to have on your side any day.
- Burt.. sadly # 3 is true. I practised from an early age (also true). And, I have a peculiar mandible which can extend foward in such a way as to make the activity easier..
- Bobjuan. heh heh. Yes, well # 12 is true. Perhaps it is The Truth.. the new path… the Creed of Titanic Dislike ;-)
Indeed I felt quite nauseous watching DeCaprio winge about on that raft. It's what my mother calls 'too chocolate boxy' - remember those pictures of doe-eyed puppies on the box of awful chocolates with sickly orange coloured sweet centres? i.e. way too sentimental for my taste.
- MaryW... ! Well, I did have a perm. I'm really not quite sure what got into me.
I have the usual story:
“Please, I'd just like a loose wave.” Three disgustingly smelly strange process filled hours later and I ended up looking like Shirley Temple.
“But your hair 'takes' so well, darling!”
Yes it did. Very well.
Afterwards I was stopped in the street by a small girl who said, “You look as pretty as my doll.” So, yes, I loved it. I never needed to do anything to it at all after washing, ( If I did, something truly awful would manifest from my head. I have a LOT of hair).
But the real downside was the swimming. I went everyday, my curls all squashed into a white swimming cap – all but the bits at the back that snuck their curly way out. After a few weeks I noticed that I didn't have any hair there… at all. The chlorine had dissolved it completely. I never had another perm, ever. (promise).
- Markus… well, it's true you do have some inside info the others don't. But actually the perm wasn't in the 70's I'm ashamed to say. I was far too precious with my hair at that age. It was in the late 80's…
Christ's Cave. Well I think every country has one. The one I was dragged into was in northern Crete and it was small and dank. I couldn't get out quick enough.
As you know by now, the nose thing is true.
- Ron, oh Ron. Yes, you got it… I'm not sure how, but you did. It must be your poet's laser-vision heart.
The false fact is indeed # 8. Although I can't say my nails are horrible, they are far from beautifully manicured. I rarely paint them, and if I do the varnish chips in a couple of days, which I tend to ignore and hope it grows out quickly. I have rather soft nails which I can just peel off at will (or whim?) when they get too long. Well that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.
I have had a manicure or two in my life, but it's not really something I get all hot over. They were cheap in Thailand and you got an arm and leg massage at the same time - now that is something I'm interested in. (the massage, not the fact that it didn't cost an arm and a leg. sorry, couldn't resist)
Truth be told I don't have the patience to do a lot of visual effect preening. If it takes me more than 20 minutes to look good, that's too much. BUT I do spend a LOT of time on emollients and essential oils and bathing….. not to get clean mind you, just to feel good… mmmm, yes.
Thanks for playing everyone! I had fun. I'm now going off to look at your lists… ;-)
oh. William Hurt.
and it did hurt, it did. I followed him out of Waitrose, my heart thumping hard. Will he, won't he, will he? He did, but not me. A dashingly leggy dark haired number passed by, and he whistled. Oh the disappointment, I can't tell you.
“”Although I can’t say my nails are horrible, they are far from beautifully manicured. I rarely paint them””
i wondered about that… i feel bad that i got it wrong… i was trying to remember from sitting in a sharing group with you. but now that you mention it i can’t see you spending money to have them your nails done… but i could see you doing a good job yourself if you wanted to.
didn’t know about your mandible thing… i guess you can do many odd things with that particular issue;) maybe you could show me next time i see you.
what was the deal about the gift of the chaise lounge?
… :)
Sandra, let's play again, pretty pease!
heh heh, be careful of what you wish for, dear bobJuan!
I think I'll only expand on the grossest 'factoid' - I can also roll my tongue into a tube and twist it one side and the other side… ;-) It's my only party trick.
Great list, Sandra! The one about Sting had me scratching my head … it's that excessive authorial detail thing, as you said on my list … But no, it turns out it's the innocuous one about the manicured nails…
I confess, my nails ain't too polished neither.
heh heh Balder! I guess to tell you the absolute truth, I don't really remember if it was a nice glass of wine or not. It was white. No doubt it was supposed to be a good bottle. I can't imagine Sting buying plonk. but I was kinda taken up with the whole situation to really take notice - normally do have a good, um, nose for such things ;-)
This is the blog-post that will never end.
This morning I was thinking that if you need a hand with your breasts that you can count on me, just call bob11.
well I guess someone (ahem, some male…) was going to go there!
heh heh. That’s okay bob11, I have plenty of hands, thank you. I was going to say ‘drawers full of them’ but now that is really asking for it so pretend I didn’t say that.
…… smirk : /
I'm sorry, I sometimes just can't help myself. Somebody stop me!
loveUGuys.
bobJuan.