Tuesday, December 13, 2005

MEME TIME

I was tagged by a delightful young man who will grow into a delightful adult if I don't throttle him first. If you think you'll get anything sensible out of me, in your dreams, OoC.

SEVEN THINGS THAT ATTRACT ME TO MY (Romantic interest, best friend, whatever applies)

1. Makes me feel equal and special.

2. Strength and softness. Think Terminator meets Luke Skywalker.

3. Honesty. But he is allowed to lie about my age, weight and how good I am in bed.

4. An elegant mind. As in the scientific meaning of elegant.

5. A sense of humour. He'll need it.

6. The usual - Green Eyes! And if you haven't got green eyes, wear contacts, I'll never know.

7. Smell. Expensive yummy crisp yummy citrusy yummy cologne yummy smell.

SEVEN BOOKS OR SERIES THAT I LOVE

1. The adventures of the Potter kid and Wind in the Willows. Because I had an insecure childhood and I keep trying to rectify it. Made more insecure by finding out Biggles was a misogynist racist and the Famous Five were anti-social mutant teenagers.

2. Moby Dick. For the sound of the words and the imagery.

3. Christopher Isherwood's Diaries. For the background to his books.

4. The Lovejoy series. Invaluable for the information I'll need for my career in antiques as a dealer or forger and for the character of Lovejoy himself.

5. Dick Francis' racing mysteries. As being raised around racing I know how true the skulduggery is.

6. The Illiad and The Odyssey. For the memory of trying to learn Greek so I could read it in the original.

7. Cornwell's Kay Scarpetta and Reichs' Tempe Brennan. Because I'd never be able to slice and dice a body in real life.

Nothing very deep here, no Plato or Cicero although I do love some of the Greek tragedies and no animal books. I was scarred forever by the sadist who let me sob my way through Black Beauty.

SEVEN THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE

1. Get a life.

2. And a figure to match.

3. Travel. If I ever get over my fear of flying, deep oceans and the peculiar toilet arrangements of other countries.

4. Wake up one morning to find I've become intellectually brilliant.

5. Deal in antiques.

6. Deal in Gems

7. Become obscenely wealthy so I can do most of the above.

SEVEN THINGS I CANNOT DO

1. Regain the figure I never had.

2. Dive into deep water head first. I was on the Titanic. (A previous life so lay off the betting on my age)

3. Ice skate. Ice is cold, hard and unforgiving even with my padding.

4. Ballet. The dancing hippos in Fantasia are never far from my mind.

5. Drive - a car, bus, truck or anything that goes fast on wheels with me in control.

6. Ride a horse. They're large with kicking things on each corner, teeth at one end and something unspeakable at the other.

7. *shudders* Re-marry or think of re-marrying. *shudders*

SEVEN MOVIES I WOULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN

1. The Potter kid, all of them and the ones to come.

2. StarWars. The original version not the one he fiddled with later.

3. Camelot. For the sets and the costumes and 'Lance' wasn't bad on the eye either.

4. Blade Runner, director's cut.

5. Aliens. The second one where Ripley kicks both men and alien.

6. Willow. The best villianess since Snow White's stepmother.

7. The Abyss. Not the director's cut. Why don't they leave good things alone?

SEVEN THINGS I SAY MOST OFTEN

1. *expletive deleted* pain.

2. *expletive deleted* computer.

3. *expletive deleted* politicians.

4. 'Flying Fruitbats' (how did a clean one get in here?)

5. *expletive deleted* happens.

6. *expletive deleted* shaddup (to the cats).

7. *expletive deleted* *expletive deleted* *expletive deleted* Ex.

SEVEN PEOPLE I WANT TO JOIN IN TOO

You know who you are! I'll be lurking. Don't make me come and get you.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I guess I'll have to be very careful when I'm in your part of town...

The Editor said...

Ooooooeeeerr... Ron.....

JahTeh said...

OoC, spending Christmas with the family?
That's enough punishment:D

Ron, this is so sudden.....

*expletive deleted* Bear.

JahTeh said...

Still trying Ron. Got stuck on Gerry's page, must be the chick magnets. Tried typing the address and I couldn't load the cow thingy either.

The Editor said...

Ron, in case your question about the more "generous" size of my gravatar is a genuine one, the answer is "I dunno."

I just uploaded the image to the photo part of my profile within Blogger, and the rest, as they say, is history.