Second, I do not reply to nonsense like this because it often carries germs that can wreak havoc with computers that don’t have the latest anti-virus software.
And third-- well hell, if you really want to know, and since the six of you who sent it to me are pretty much the only ones reading this blog. . . but I’m deleting the questions I don’t feel like answering. C’mon, there were more than thirty of them and I’m busy here.About Me: (this really should be changed to something more accurate)
What time is it: Is this a trick question? Do you not have a watch?
Full name: If you know me well enough to ask all these stupid damn questions, then you’d better know the answer to this one at least.
What are you most afraid of? Success beyond my wildest dreams.
Place of birth:
Loved someone so much it made you cry: Of course I have. Geez, I’m a daughter and a sister and an ex-wife and a mom and a friend. Besides, everything makes me cry. Just ask my kids, who claim a bad weather report can make me cry.
Favorite Flower: Purple irises and yellow tea roses, together. Why, are you sending some? How nice. Thank you.
Favorite Drink: Ice water and unsweetened tea, hot or iced.
How many times you failed your driver's license? Who says I have one? I’ve never failed any test, as far as I can remember.
Before this one, from whom did you get your last e-mail? You mean before ALL SIX of these? I think there was a really long one from Bob Mayer -- it was a million-word history of the US Special Forces [from an online class of his I'm taking]. I should be reading that instead of answering all these questions. And there was one from the library, saying some books were due in a couple days -- I should be reading those, too.
What do you do most often when you are bored? I’m rarely bored -- the voices in my head are quite entertaining.
What time is Bedtime: It varies, but it’s usually way too close to the time I have to wake up again.
Last person you went to dinner with: Why? Did they become suddenly and violently ill?
Ford or Chevy: Among other things, my grandpa had a garage. My dad used to tell a story about how, when Ford first came out with a V-8 engine, it was really difficult for mechanics to work on it without special tools and after that grandpa hated Ford cars. My grandpa could swear fluently in Norwegian. I do a passable imitation. Dad said he’d never buy a Ford, even though he freely admitted it was a stupid reason not to. So, family tradition says Chevy. In two languages.
What are you listening to right now: I believe that sound is crickets.
What are your favorite colors: My daughter says it’s black; a direct quote: “I’ll only go clothes shopping with you if you promise not to buy anything black.” But I also like deep jewel tones.
How many Tattoos do you have: Wouldn’t you rather know what and where they are? Sorry, don’t have any. They expand and turn green.
How many pets do you have? Well, the cat has me, so maybe that doesn’t count. And I sort of have unofficial half-custody of a dog. I no longer have any fish, hamsters, guinea pigs or iguanas.
What would you like to accomplish before you die? To finish living. And to FTDB and see it published. And then another. And travel everywhere and talk to people. Maybe even ask them stupid questions.
What are your favorite movies: I have no idea; I don’t do well with names. Probably the ones that came out before special effects were invented -- the ones with sexy banter and witty dialog that makes you think.
DIRECTIONS: Now, here's what you're supposed to do. . . Wait just a minute here. Do you really believe for one minute that I am going to follow directions?
And maybe I have some questions of my own. But this post is already way too long, so look for them in the next one.