You know me: difficult and uncooperative. I never want to take those Quizilla quizzes to find out what kind of knitting needles I am or what flavor of Crystal Light I am. I’m okay with not knowing. Same for the ‘memes’. I’m so apathetic that I don’t even know if the word “meme” is pronounced like ‘Mimi’ or if it rhymes with ‘scream’, or if it’s short for something. I’m lazy and unorganized and I can’t muster the concentration to determine what song is really my favorite song and what are the last 10 books I’ve read. So, as much as I greedily devour other people’s answers to all of these questions, I don’t play. But recently in my ramblings, I ran across one where you answer the questions with images. Hanging around at Google’s image search site seemed like such an excellent way to waste time that I am now going to answer it, even though nobody asked me to answer it.
I can’t remember where I found this meme, but it was credited to a poetry/photography blog called Moonshine Highways. Well worth a visit despite the tragic absence of knitting content.
Here are my answers. Anybody else who wants to do this meme, put a link to your answers in the comments and we’ll all go traipsing over to find out your granny’s name!
The place I grew up:
(I was not actually reared in the stockyards. But in my childhood, the Omaha stockyards, which no longer exist, were a big deal. They remain a strong olfactory (ol’ factory!) memory.)
The place I live now:
(My friends just call me Kay.)
My grandmothers’ names:
(Who had better-named grandmas than me? I know you’re dying for more info, so I’ll share that my grandpas were Frank and Virgil.)
My favorite food:
My favorite drink:
I know you thought I was going to say:
And what would we do without:
….Perrier? After all, Perrier C’est Fou! Insane, crazy, mad bubbly water! (I used to babysit a little girl in France who called it ‘l’eau qui pique’–the water that stings.)
Okay, let’s move out of the beverage category. I like the liquids; we could be here all day.
My favorite song:
The single most difficult category. I have a Funeral Playlist. This song is among the top ten on that list. But then there’s:
Again, we could be here all day. I can’t even get started with Elvis Costello, early Bruce, Dylan, Patsy Cline, Iris deMent, John Prine. I mean, really. Nobody should have to choose, even for the sake of meme disclosure.
My favorite smell:
I know this is weird, but it’s probably true.
My favorite shoes:
I don’t have a favorite shoe. Sorry. I know this offends our bedrock value system. But I do enjoy a flip-flop. I like what flip-flops represent.
I think flip-flops are an appropriate note to end on, seeing as how it’s the start of our nation’s Memorial Day Weekend. Enjoy!