Weirdness
ok, Cheryl tagged me with the meme that’s been going around the knitting blogs, for a list of 6 weird things about me.
For the record, I don’t like meme’s on the whole, so I will generally ignore them. However, I don’t mind this one so much, and I like what Cheryl wrote on her blog: that she finds my outlook on life quite atypical. So, here goes. 6 Weird things about me:
(in no particular order)
1. Following on from the above, I like that I’m perhaps a tiny bit eccentric.
2. Only yesterday the difference between a saloon car and hatchback car had to be explained to me again. I feel strongly that they are the wrong way around. To me, a hatchback should be the one with the separate boot at the back that opens up like a hatch, while a saloon should be the one where the boot opens up into the car like it was one big room. Apparently I’m wrong though, and it’s the other way around, although I’m yet to hear a decent explanation for this.
3. I like french fries dipped in vanilla ice cream or thick milkshakes. I don’t eat this much any more, as I stopped eating in fast food restaurants places, so rarely have both near me at the same time.
4. After 5 years living with The Gurrier I find I’ve caught some of his verbal ticks, so that there are times when the two of us are making beeping noises along with the radio station (newstalk), or repeating certain phrases or singing theme tunes. We do a particularly good rendition of the University Challenge theme tune. I’m sure the neighbours must think we’re nuts.
5. Popeye freaks me out.
6. I categorize my books. Right now it’s by genre, but it’s previously been by publisher and edition. I don’t really like alphabetically. I like being able to find the small editions of contemporary classics that penguin put out all in the same place. Genre caused a few difficulties - should Maeve Binchey be under trashy mindless novels hidden away on the bottom shelf behind the chair, or in the Irish section on the nice bookshelf in the hallway?
Now I’m supposed to tag 6 more people with this, but I’m not going to. If you’ve read this and would like to join in then consider yourself tagged, and leave me a comment so I’ll come and read yours.
I also was memed today, followed through for the first time, but didn’t have the heart (or effrontery) to pass it along to anyone else.
I also categorize my books.
19 Dec 2006 at 3:04 am
I categorise mine by genre and then alphabetically by author. At least I try to, at the moment it’s just by genre as there is too much strain on the bookshelves to sort them properly.
19 Dec 2006 at 1:03 pm
Hey Isobel, thanks for indulging my ‘passing on’ thing. As a rule, I’m not a chain-letter-type-participant, but I guess with nothing much else to do in the hospital waiting room, this had to suffice. Plus, it’s great to get to know you better, ‘weirdness’ not withstanding. As for Maeve, behind the chair, I’m thinking…
20 Dec 2006 at 5:32 pm
1. I once narrowly avoided imprisonment in America when my benevolent German employer was arrested at the airport on gun running charges with a ticket to South America and a bagful of cash.
2. I have a third nipple.
3. I learned to play the piano from a gentleman who was Mussolini’s second cousin.
4. I have never tasted turnips.
5. I dream in orange.
6. In the vicinity of high powered electromagnetic field such as trams and power lines the filling in my left upper bicuspid throbs painfully.
One of the above is true.
20 Dec 2006 at 11:40 pm
Saloon? Where does that name come from?
21 Dec 2006 at 9:44 am
Yes, is the “saloon car” what we Yanks call a station wagon?
22 Dec 2006 at 8:41 pm
It’s that which is not a hatchback, i.e. something with a boot, i.e. a trunk. We have a 4-door-non-hatchback-cum-boot-saloon-car. And here, as I understand it, a station wagon would be an estate car or or some such term.
22 Dec 2006 at 10:46 pm
I dont understand the saloon V hatchback thing either and think that you are very correct Isobel, thats what I’ve always thought too! think everyone else is wrong….
09 Jan 2007 at 12:43 pm