1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5-6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read the player’s blog.
4. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer.
Inquisition Meme
What were you doing ten years ago?
Let's see... gardening, working at the newspaper, easing my children into elementary school and raising a puppy. I hadn't started writing yet but I was having fun on The Internets.
What are five things on your to-do list for today?
- Watch movies.
- Do laundry.
- Take a nap.
- Make supper.
- Blog.
- You may have guessed today is a holiday, so there's nothing urgent on the agenda. I guess writing should be somewhere in there, huh?
- Chips. Anything salty and crunchy.
- Cheese.
- Meat.
First, I'd fix up the old shack and either sell it for a pittance or give it to my kids. Then, I'd buy a historical home (fully renovated with all the modern conveniences) in the country with lots of land, and a couple of horses. I'd get up early every morning, clean the stalls, make my flavoured coffee and sit on the back deck with my laptop to write. If it's too cold, I'll move to my custom decorated writing room with its walls of books and little fireplace, and write some more. I might feed people, but maybe I'll hire a cook.
I suppose I'm supposed to say I'll give a big chunk to charity, so I pick that one that rescues retired racehorses bound for the meat market.
What are three of your bad habits?
- I interrupt people when they're talking, often trying to finish their sentences if they don't just get on with it.
- I chew my gum like a cow.
- I talk to myself.
- Antigonish, Nova Scotia
- Mallorca, Spain
- Thunder Bay, Ontario
- Pierrefonds, Quebec
- Trinidad
- Waitress at the Zellers Skillet Restaurant. I lasted three weeks. I just couldn't handle remembering all those orders. For months after I quit, the smell of vinyl made my stomach queasy.
- Sales clerk at a camera store. I sold cameras, film and photofinishing.
- I ran the video transfer machine - a newfangled piece of technology my boss at Henry's acquired. It took VHS video of super and regular 8 films, and I added appropriate elevator music.
- I was the Advertising Department at the same camera store. The Prez gave me a list of equipment and prices, and I had to provide the artwork and advertising copy to design ads that went out to the three national newspapers three times a week. I was also in charge of the budget to buy the ad space. It was interesting and challenging at first, but got boring afterwards.
- After a six-month contract designing ads for our newspaper, I was dragged, kicking and screaming, into the Classified Department. The position was totally out of my comfort zone. Although I'm a pantster when writing, I'm a list maker at work. If I can't work my way through my daily tasks until they're finished, I'm at a loss. Working as a classified sales rep requires a lot of multi-tasking - something I'm not good at. Besides, I hate phones. Fortunately, I went to another position in the art department, so I'm content for now.
- Point of Departure by Laurie Breton
- Souvenir by Therese Fowler
- The Liar's Diary by Patry Francis
- Lottery by Patricia Wood
- Persuader by Lee Child
I don't have an iPod, but the first season of 30 Rock is playing on the DVD.
I'm not tagging anybody but it's a great meme so you're free to do your own if you haven't already.
11 comments:
rescuing horses, chewing like cows. Hmm.
Is "the smell of vinyl" anything like that new-plastic smell like when you get one of those cheap ponchos and open it up? I love that smell because when I was a kid, I was a sucker for kites. Especially the ones that looked like Bat Man. They were all that plastic with that plastic smell, and I came to associate that smell with awesome new toys. I still to this day love opening up something that has that smell. Like a new poncho.
Thanks for playing. Sorry for tagging you, but what can I say? I'm a troublemaker at heart.
You talk to yourself andinterrupt people when they're talking? Wow.
good to know you better through this, sandra :)
as one born in the year of the horse, anything horsey grabs my interest ;)
I associated the smell of vinyl with the department store that housed the restaurant. I got over it, since I now eat at that restaurant.
Yes, WO, I am a chatty little thing. As a middle child, nobody can shut me up.
I heart horses too, laughing wolf!
I like this meme. I'll do it soon.
Your billionaire wish is an awful lot like my sister's. There must be horses! Not for me, but I tell her I'll put the manure to good use in my dream rose garden.
The smell of manure is so much nicer than the smell of vinyl. But that's just me. Like writing, odour is subjective.
I sooo love your dream with the horses!! I'd be there too! I don't mind the smell of manure.
And hot horsy breath in the chill of autumn is too nice for words....
;-)
Chumplet: I want a house like that too- old fashioned but with modern conveniences. I'll pass on the horse stuff- having a bunch of cats inside the house is all the mess I can handle.
My first job was also in a film store - after I left, they started renting out porn videos :-O - glad I left when I did, but the discount on film and photo processing is why I worked there - I was quite the shutterbug back in the day, and will be again soon since I just ordered a new digital camera.
I have a closetful of 35mm equipment we must trade in for a good digital camera. I can only do so much with my little 32MP point-and-shoot.
Did someone say horses?
Pat has her horse radar operating nicely.
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