He said..."I've lost track of who has received plaudits from me, and I'm sure I've probably sent some love her way, because Logo is SUPERB. Hilarious. She gets this one almost purely on the back -- literally -- of her post about "her latest trip this summer." But then I like slapstick."
WELL! When a blogger who is consistently funny, sweet, self-depreciating (in that humble, lovable way, not the low self esteem, someone-please-buy-this-man-some-drugs-or-self-help-books-immediately way), a lover of lobster panties and an adoring fan of his wife and son decides to call you creative and even give you an award, let me tell you, it feels good.
I only frequent the blogs of creative people so it almost seems redundant to name names, if I bother to visit, you can bet I think you are pretty creative (course, lately I haven't been visiting much at all, it's not you, it's me), but since I feel I ought to carry on the spirit of the award thing I will mention two blog pal who stood out recently.
First, my Limers, she had to have this award if not for the poetry, the unique take on HNT, the imaginative and brilliant writing in general and the bizarre sense of humor, well then because she lets kids paint with fish, ok, if that is not creative, I don't know what is.
Second, Ze Grunt, if you have no taste for the surreal he may not be your cup of tea but even so, you'd STILL have to admit he's creative. For example, "Zebras are stylish, with their striped coats and all. I wonder if the hyenas secretly feel insecure about this."
Also my main man there is battling cancer at the moment, all prayers and good thoughts should be directed care of "The Grunt."
Next, the aforementioned Grunt tagged me, it's a do over but really, I know you are all dying to know 8 MORE strange things about me, I did so well coming up with them last time.
The rulz:
"Each player lists 8 facts/habits about themselves. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning before those facts/habits are listed. At the end of the post, the player then tags 8 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog."
1. I almost never follow all the rules of a tag. No one ever really seems to notice though.
2. I am so left handed that I cannot mouse with my right hand. Mr. Logo is pretty ambidextrous so the mouse stays to the left in our house. Thing One is learning to use it over there as well (we did leave the controls to the right hand setting though, so we just hold the mouse weird). I'm also left eye, left ear, and left foot dominant, although I can switch hit in baseball.
3. I am temporally disabled, or displaced, or something. I never have any idea what time it is. I rarely know the date either. Despite that fact I insist that all my clocks be accurate to the second according to the atom clock at Boulder, CO. However, if the batteries get weak or a clock stops it may take me weeks to notice it.
4. I started getting migraines in my 30s. They are not frequent but incredibly intense. The closest thing I've ever had to a suicidal impulse can be traced directly wishing to end one of these migraines by any means necessary. Don't worry, I just rolled around and moaned instead.
5. On my way home from the sign language class I am taking I will often unconsciously practice my signs. When I am on the motorcycle I find this gets me startled glances. I've tried to stop doing that.
6. When I am avoiding my children I will often go into my bathroom, lie on the floor beside my tub and watch the clouds, birds, etc. through the skylight.
7. I have been known to use a lighter stick and set dust bunnies on fire. I don't do this around my children but it is interesting how the ignition varies based on the composition of the dust bunny. I only do it out of scientific interest...of course.
8. Saturday when I was out with Susie we couldn't find an internet cafe or any place to check our email so I asked some guy at Tully's if I could check my Yahoo account on his laptop. He let me and didn't even take me up on the offer to buy him coffee. I've decided relying on the kindness of strangers may not be my forte but at least it pays off occasionally.
Despite the fact it was technically a first meeting it felt like a visit from an old friend. After a big hug, a naming of the Things, and an enthusiastic greeting with Ariella we headed off to get some coffee.
