Bad Mom always has the most fun little memes on her blog. I ripped off borrowed another one from her, even though I wasn’t technically “tagged”. That doesn’t stop me from getting in on all the fun, no sir-ee.
So the idea is to link to the person who tagged you, then list six quirky, yet unimpressive things about yourself. Then tag six more people to hop on the quirky madness train!
Here goes:
1) I love Star Trek: The Next Generation. I can answer almost any trivia about the show, even going so far as to being able to match plots with the episode names. It’s a sickness, really. As a side note: We have a hilarious picture somewhere (lost in the basement) that was taken in Vegas with Jon and me (while pregnant) standing on the “transporter platform”, holding phasers at the ready (don’t worry, they were only set to stun, so as not to cause harm to the fetus-Jachin.).
2) I love to have my back scratched… much like a dog and his ears. If a car-jacker were to scratch my back long enough, I would happily just hand over the keys to my car. And then offer to drive him wherever he needs to go if he’ll just keep scratching.
3) I have to Q-tip my ears everyday. It bugs the crap out of me all day if I somehow miss a day… which doesn’t happen very often.
4) I’ve been “writing a novel” since the age of 25, and have yet to finish one. (Because one novel puttered out and turned into another one… and so on.) I don’t know if that’s really “quirky”, but it’s certainly unimpressive.
5) I have always, always wanted to be in a martial arts movie… well, ever since the original Mortal Kombat movie. I took a kickboxing class for a while, which is why — in my deranged mind — I feel like it’s maybe do-able. (Though if you ever actually watched me “in action”, it’s just frickin hilarious.) And ever since the release of The Transporter, I hope that my movie will also include a love scene with Jason Statham. And no, I don’t see how being pregnant should altar the fighting or love scenes. (And also: the movie should have at least one scene with me break-dancing, because I imagine that I do that well, too.)
6) I love Target, but I hate Wal-Mart — even though in many ways they are pretty much the same store. Still, I will make up reasons to go to Target, and fake illnesses and car trouble to avoid going to Wal-Mart.
That’s all I’m admitting to tonight. I won’t tag anyone, but if you’d like to play along, feel free. And I’ll leave you with this:
Mmmm, fight scenes…
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I would totally love to tag you all the time but don’t want you to feel overwhelmed when it’s summer and you’re pregnant and stuff…
So thanks for playing anyway! You rock. And are also a little weirder than I realized, but no worries. Any girl who rejects Wal-Mart is a friend of mine.
be well
Comment by stephanie (bad mom) — August 3, 2008 @ 1:38 pm
I’m stuck with Wal-Mart. There are no Target stores within a reasonable distance. I also have to Q-Tip my ears each day. And if you replace “back scratched” with “feet rubbed” in #2, that’s so me, too.
Comment by Leslie — August 4, 2008 @ 7:36 pm