Here are the rules:
- Link to the person who tagged you;
- Post the rules on your blog;
- Tag six people at the end of the post;
- Let each person know they've been tagged;
- Link to the tagees , when their entries are up; . . . so here goes. . .
Six Random Things About Moi:
- I call myself a renegade Catholic, i.e., I do it my way. If I ever tell a priest how I really feel, there's a damned good chance I'll be excommunicated. Then again, a priest I like told me they don't do that much anymore. My deathbed confession should be a hoot.
- I became a liberated woman at the age of eight when I came home from school hollering because Sister wouldn't let me have a sign-up sheet for Little League. My dad explained that girls don't play baseball and I cried and through my tears, I said, "That's not fair! I play better than most of the boys on the block." (Side note: At that moment little Gloria Steinem was growing up a few miles away from me. I think it was the water in Toledo in the 50s.)
- The Great American Novel is languishing on my hard drive. Some day I might even finish it.
- I am neither a Republican nor a Democrat. I don't trust politicians or bureaucrats of any stripe as a general rule. Mark Twain said: "No man's life, liberty, or property is safe while the legislature is in session." Old Mark was probably right except he failed to include the Oval Office in that statement. Just my take.
- Unlike that liar Bill Clinton, I inhaled. Not often because I wasn't too impressed with the effects but I did inhale.
- The best word to describe me is "survivor". It doesn't matter what happens to me, I survive -- so far. LOL
Now I am tagging the following: Cowtown Pattie, Rain, M.E., Joared, Betty, Claudia.
Links to Responses: M.E., Rain
Have fun!!!!!
Happy Blogging!!!!!
Kay
Thanks for joining in the fun, Kay.
ReplyDeleteLiked your 8-year-old story :-)
As an 8-year-old male, I wanted to learn cooking, but was scolded "that's only for girls!" :-(
Can barely cook well to this day :(
I did the 'Great Motorcycling Novel' back in 1990 - "Howl of the Mountain King" - a terrible flop. Guess there are things which SHOULD slumber on our hard drives ;-)
Looking forward to your tagees :-)
GOOD reading, Kay! I will look forward to your taggee's answers.
ReplyDeleteYou are too funny, and we must meet one day! I, too, am somewhat of a renegade, but pretty faithful Catholic (and a convert). I never inhaled, but I never tried either. I'm one of the only people of my generation who can honestly say I never smoked pot ... ever. Have a great day!
ReplyDeleteBTW, what were those pints you were drinking?
A renegade Catholic...I like that. Btw, I'd love to hear your deathbed confession NOW. :)
ReplyDeleteMark Twain had some memorable lines. I like the one about how you can live for two months on a good compliment.
It's good to know that no matter what happens to us, we'll survive.
Btw, you write very well after 1 am in Ohio. :)
I too was a Little Leaguer wanna-be so I definitely feel your pain. To this day I'm sure I would have been the best player on the local team.
ReplyDeleteStu: My ex husband liked to cook. He joked that he was the short order cook and I did the gourmet stuff. He did a mean omelet for Sunday morning brunch.
ReplyDeleteJudy: So will I. I chose people who I don't usually tag.
Amy: Pot had no great thrill for me. My drug of choice was beer -- still is but not in the quantity it once was. I was the one who would raise her hand and say, "Sister, that doesn't make sense." They blamed it on my having a Protestant father so I didn't get wacked on the knuckles with rosary beads for that.
Scarlet: I'm usually at my best at 1 am. As to that confession, it's gonna have to wait. I'd spend the rest of my life looking over my shoulder!!! LOL And yeah, Mark Twain is awesome.
Ms. F.: I wouldn't have been a superstar either but it would have been a hell of a lot more fun than the damned ballet lessons. Actually at that point, I was better at hockey. I swung a mean stick.
Sister (when I appeared at school with a black eye): What happened to you?
Kay: Took a stick in the face playing hockey.
Sister: You're no lady!
Kay: Yes, Sister. (I wanted to ask -- and your point is?)
Being a lady was a case of no apparent interest for me.
I'm sending you an e-mail about tagging, Kay. I'm still rather new at this blogging so I don't know what this is all about.
ReplyDeleteGet that novel out and write a chapter, or even a page, a day. You write with humor and I'll be it's a best seller in the making.
As far as the baseball field goes, I am Charlie Brown, way out in the backfield *praying* that they never hit a ball to me, because I KNOW I couldn't catch it.
ReplyDeleteAmy, count me as the other one who never tried it. But my sis and I used to stand there and watch them in the park. hee hee. It was quite entertaining as they played their music and all got high.
And I agree with Darlene and your writing. You GO GIRL!
~a
I don't usually do MEMEs and have previously written about that on my blog, but I'll see.....will let you know if and when I do.
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