I have been BLAGGED by that McMillan Girl via the blog world. Get it?
Blog + Tagged = BLAGGED
(or maybe it should be Togged?)
I have been asked to display 7 random rabidrunner facts via my blog. And then I suppose I'm required to blag others after I'm finished. In the midst of this blagging, I didn't see any instructions, so the number and manner in which I do so is not important. I'm rather disappointed however, that I wasn't promised a dollar for everyone I blag or the phone to ring magically or 8 days of good luck.
Due to the randomness of my genetic makeup, it will be difficult to isolate these random facts and report only 7. So here goes.
Random Fact Number One:
I enjoy making up songs and singing them off tune to people via their answering machines. I sing at the top of my voice. I hang up. I have a good laugh. And the yahoos look at me as if I've swallowed a monster truck tire whole. Most of the time, the songs are made up because I'm trying to sing a tune and I know only 25% of the words. My latest fabrication however, was genius. It's entitled "Come to Dinner" and is sung to the tune of "Come Together" by the Beatles or Aerosmith (you can choose which one you prefer):
Here come ol' rabid, she's been cookin' up something, she's got fett-u-cine and some turkey meatballs, shes got hair.... down.... in... the food. Want you to come over 'cause we're so in the mood. Come to dinner! Right now.... over here.
Running Brother Bruce got that one. And the reason he was so lucky? It came to me at 7:48am one morning and they were the only ones I could guarantee wouldn't be home. It can be very awkward if you phone someone charged and ready to perform, only to have a live person answer. Then you have to stumble over your words and ask to borrow some sugar or WD40.
Random Fact Number Two:
I like looking at rivers on maps. It's fascinating to see where rivers start and end. Spouse jokes often about my being a "Riverologist." Is there such a thing?
Random Fact Number Three:
At the prime age of 16, I was employed as one of those annoying phone solicitation salespersons (during the dawn of the politically correct era). I sold credit card protection services and the American Airlines Advantage Visa Card, where you earn one mile towards your American Airlines Advantage Frequent Flyer program for every dollar you charge on the card. Imagine that! One mile for every dollar you spend!
One day, we were hired by the Bush campaign (Bush Sr) to remind people to "go out and vote for George Bush." That was an exciting day.
Random Fact Number Four:
My brother, 9 years my senior, was left to "care" for me one night. He and his friends told me to "run down the hall" and after I did run down the hall, he shot me in the arse with his bb gun. Left a giant quarter-sized welt on my tiny 5-year-old bottom. Several parental conversations took place before I understood why I couldn't show-n-tell the welt the following day.
Random Fact Number Five:
I want eight children. Not of my own. I just want eight children.
Random Fact Number Six:
I used to go to aerobics classes wearing tights and a thong leotard. (This is turning into a confession of sorts.)
Random Fact Number Seven:
I can type really fast. See how fast I typed that? Scary Fast.
Now it's my turn to do the blagging. How about The Winder, Vera, The Petulant Ninny, Brooklet, Biker Babe, Phishtako, and you! (No invitation necessary, please share.)