(Teep teep a tee-pee) (oh, sure, roll your eyes. see if I care *snort*)
You know... my BFF and I used to sing that together pretty regularly... Not surprising... we sang a lot of Camp Fire type songs... this one just happened to be made most famous through Seseme Street. But I digress...
On Monday, my buddy Michael, at In Time tagged me on this MEME, and it looked pretty fun, so I thought I'd play...
So here are the questions.
Do you think you're hot?
I'm on FIYA! (erm... considering I prefer to look at this as state of mind and all...) Note: I haven't probably been traditionally hot for a couple decades, but considering I view people who CARE about such things with deep suspicion, it is probably for the best.
Upload a picture or wall paper that you are using at the moment.
|This is the work wallpaper, anyway|
When was the last time you at chicken?
Dinner last night... we had chicken wings, so... spicy guys... We eat a lot of it (chicken, I mean) in summer, a lot less in winter, as HWMNBMOTI is our cook and really likes it grilled, but is pickier otherwise. We do the wings maybe once a month.
The song/songs you listened to recently.
Erm... does the muhna muhna song linked at the top count? And I drove to Meijer and daughter had left the radio on country... the only song I KNEW was Randy Travis's Forever Amen. Country falls lowish on my list of likes, but I still like it. Oooh... the Buffy the Vampire Slayer theme song? I've been playing season one in the background (via Hulu)...
What were you thinking while doing this?
That I am perhaps OLD to no longer be hot and not care nearly as much about music as I once did.
Do you have a nicknames? What are they?
Oh, yeah... In fact I could probably blog on this, I had so many... and I had deep feelings about most of them...
You know I am Tami in the real world, right? So my cousins did this near rhyming thing growing up and with them, I am Bambi. My aunt asked me a few years ago if it drove me crazy. My response? There are exactly 4 people (all men, 3 of 4 are related) who call me Bambi and I'm pretty fond of all of them, so no, I don't mind Bambi.
In Jr. High the mean rotten brother of a friend called me Moose and it STUCK with my best friend anyway (not HER brother--different friends brother--her brother is a good friend and DID listen). I always HATED it. I was self conscious about being large... she didn't get it. We fought about it and eventually I just sort of ignored how I felt about it as I believed she didn't mean it that way.
I had a one time boyfriend who called me Stilts. That was okay because he really dug that I was tall, so it was 100% good-natured.
My college boyfriend called me Nerpo (and I called him Gloppo) because we were those really ANNOYING people who were over the top with silly romantic goof-balliness. It was fun in a lot of ways, though it seriously pushed me to the dark side when I WASN'T with him (you KNOW how I really want to be dark and mysterious, ne?)
And then among my HP friends I have a whole slew of plays on my name... I am TimTam, Tamster, Tamkini...
And then there are my assorted Tart names... probably my favorite of these is Tartlette, because it is from Jan and Jan and I are soul sisters. I love names tweaked by people who really get you so they have a meaning related to the relationship, if that makes any sense. (it is my fondness for Bambi, too).
Tag eight blogger friends ...
EIGHT?! So many! So few! Okay... this is absolutely arbitrary... people in my mind for assorted reasons...
Stacy at Frictional Fiction
Leigh at That's Write
Helena at Becoming Layla
Alison at Fresh Pot of Tea
Johanna at Losing Sanity
Michael Offutt at SLC Kismet
Jenny at Ten Lives and Second Chances
Abe at The Blog o' Cheese
Who's listed as number one?
Stacy the spaz... my buddy I spent last Wednesday with...
Say something about number five?
Johanna is one of my newer (via ABNA) friends, but besides being fabulous generally, she also lives in my heart city (Portland, OR) and I love how familiar it feels to read someone who THINKS like an Oregonian... probably seems strange to the lot of you, but I like it.
How did you get to know number three?
ABNA, but LAST year, and through talking THERE about blogging. I fell in love with her blog concept... living a year learning all the skills her MC would need... an adventure in a middle aged woman learning martial arts, multiple languages, lock picking, rock climbing (for the purpose of scaling buildings mind you)...
How about number four?
Alison is an ABNA friend THIS year, and possibly my first ABNA friend in the blogosphere that I KNEW I KNEW before I realized I knew them, as she was great about just tracking me down and telling me where she was.
Leave a message for number six?
Michael, you rock! I am negligent, but you've been persistent, and I totally appreciate you hanging in there with me while life is crazy so I could get to know you a little.
Leave a lovey- dovey message for number two?
Leigh, fellow Thursday twin (are we Thursday triplets now that there are three of us?) I have LOVED getting to know you this year... truly a kindred spirit when the friendship can run so deep so fast.
Do number seven and number eight have similarities?
Does fabulousness count? Because otherwise, not so much... In fact they may in fact be bound by their oppositity... one male, one female, one American, one Brit, one teacher, one office worker, one obsessed with cheese, the other with cats... one content NOT to write, one who'd like to... yes... bound by their oppositity and fabulousness, I'd say...
Okay, friends, have a FABULOUS weekend!!!