Eight Things About Me? OK, You Asked For It.

by doodaddy on July 19, 2007

Blog Antagonist tagged me for something called “Eight Things About Me.” “Me,” huh? OK, Me. Let’s see what comes to mind, in no particular order:


The Meburp

  1. Quincy, M.E. I loved that show when I was a kid — remember, Jack Klugman, the Odd Couple guy, solving mysteries by cutting open bodies? It was the anti-CSI, in a way: they never showed gore, just the disgust on the faces of the fainting police rookies.
  2. Meburps. In elementary school, a bunch of us boys drew faces on our thumbs and index fingers and called them meburps. It was a thing to do.
  3. Medium. Even at those dratted coffee places that try to force you into their “Vidi, Vici, Venti” sizing schemes, I always order “medium.” If I’d wanted to learn fakey Italian, I’d be hanging out at youth hostels.
  4. Marine Educator. That’s the easiest way to describe my pre-Boobaby career: I was a naturalist who specialized in the ocean. And no, I didn’t make up the term: I’m even a member of NMEA, the national association of such.
  5. ME, as in Maine. One of my former volunteers, someone I trained in animal husbandry, is now working at a marine mammal hospital there. That makes me very proud.
  6. We’re trying to teach Boobaby “Me,” the personal pronoun. Looking at pictures, I point to mommy and she says “mama”; I point to myself and she says “dada.” If I point to a picture of her and ask who it is, she’ll say “Yooooooooooou!” How do you explain that to a toddler?
  7. Me is a movie by an artist who takes a picture of her face every day. If you’ve been around the internests for a while you’ve probably seen it, but if not, you should click this.
  8. Windows ME. Yes, I was that guy: I had a computer with ME on it once. I think there were only about three of us.

OK, now I’m supposed to tag five people to write about their own Eight Things About Me — or would that be Eight Things About You? Well, anyway, y’all are tagged: Aimee from Greeblemonkey, Amanda Mandajuice, LesbianDad, XBox4NappyRash, and Just Powers. If any of you have already done it — sorry, I missed it. Oh, and Cry it Out Mike, although I don’t think he really does these theme posts. Ditto for BusyMom. And Barack Obama, as always.

That’s Me!

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{ 8 comments… read them below or add one }

Polly July 19, 2007 at 4:15 pm

Aaaaaaaaaaaaargh! What just hit my windshield?!


doodaddy July 19, 2007 at 4:26 pm

Sorry, Polly. You want off? šŸ™‚


Polly July 19, 2007 at 4:37 pm

Are you kidding? I love a good challenge! It just may take me a while. I’ll write you whenever I do manage to do it. Right now it would be: “I try to take care of the kids” x 4, and “I try to clean up the house after caring for them left it a disaster area” x 4. Painfully absent would be any space for further details, like “I try to write” or “I try to read.”


Plus, you already did the definative “ME” post, so that’s out.


Polly July 19, 2007 at 4:45 pm

But I should add that I am flattered and am gosh darned going to try. See, by now I could have at least come up with one thing (e.g., 1. Take up more time worrying or kvetching about work than actually doing it.).


Taste Like Crazy July 19, 2007 at 6:11 pm

I loved Quincy, M.E.!
Novel take on a “me” survey.


Busy Mom July 19, 2007 at 8:19 pm

I may not be timely, but, I’ll do it, just wait and see!


Just Powers July 19, 2007 at 8:45 pm

Oh this should be fun – thanks for the tag! BTW, I ALWAYS order a “LARGE” at those fancy coffee joints. It really pisses off the folks behind the counter, but whatever.


cryitout July 20, 2007 at 10:11 am

Hey, thanks for the tag! But yeah, people don’t really want to know more about me.

And I’ve always wondered about the personal pronoun thing. I’ve taken to talking to emme in the third person.


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