I got nominated again for the Liebster Award, and because I’ve recently discovered an inner soul connection with blog tags of all varieties, I’m totally doing this thing.
(And I also kinda didn’t feel like writing anything sensible this week. But anyway.)
So, official rules and regulations are as follows:
- Acknowledge the blog that gave it to you and display the award.
- Answer the 11 questions that the blogger gives you.
- Give 11 random facts about yourself.
- Nominate 11 blogs.
- Notify those blogs of their nomination.
- Give them 11 questions to answer.
Cas from Cas.tle (I see what you did there… clever word play) thank you very much for tagging me. Here’s a random award picture, just for you.
Am I not the kindest, most generous soul?
1. What was 7th grade like for you? (assuming you’re older than 7th grade)
Vacuous. 7th grade was very vacuous.
(So you see guys, in a stunning turn of events, my blog is actually educational. It makes you look up the definition for weird words.)
2. What’s the best pet you’ve ever met that didn’t belong to you?
Okay, okay, technically I didn’t meet Thranduil. Still. The guy rides an elk. How is that not cool?
3. Who is someone underrated who should be famous?
The guy who invented indoor plumbing.
4. What do you do to feel better when you’re having a bad day?
Wallow in it, because WHY would I want to feel better when I can be a drama queen instead?
I don’t do that. (Be quiet, mom.)
Honestly, I don’t even know what I do when I’m feeling bad. I just sort of ignore it and muck through.
5. What’s a song that you like that no one else seems to?
*not so subtly ignores the question*
6. If you could fly, would you?
7. What’s the best blanket you own?
Old amish hand-made quilt thing that’s WARM.
(And a point goes to Sarah for her poetic capabilities.)
8. If you were a weather, what weather would you be?
*descends into full-blown poet mode*
I want to be the wind. Wind, which can bite just as quick as it can sooth, scream just as quick as it can murmur. I want to be the mischievous breeze of autumn, tumbling and leaping and laughing merrily, stinging skin and bringing change. I want to be the gusts that blow in on the winter night, leaving the world different in my wake. I want to be the cyclone of summer, unpredictable and unmanageable and always, always dangerous. I want to be the breeze that trembles in the springtime air, caressing cheeks, playing with hair, whispering “It’s alright, tomorrow will be different.”
Look, you asked for poetry, so you got poetry. It’s not my fault.
9. Lamps or nightlights?
Nightlights. They’re glowy.
10. Who’s the first person who comes to mind when I say “taco”?
Yeah, I’m weird.
11. What’s something unusual that makes you happy?
When people borrow my books and don’t crease the covers up. Seriously, guys. Just because it’s a book and it’s supposed to be read doesn’t mean we should make the spine age ten years in one day.
(I’m looking at you, Anna…)
Okay. Now for 11 random facts.
2. Can’t think of 11 facts.
3. I once spelled “George Washington” as “Gorge Washington”. So that was cool.
I can’t think of 11 bloggers either.
Tag yourself if you want to, and if you don’t want to…. don’t.
I’m so good at this.
Anyway, because I’ve been chided several times for not asking any questions, here are my questions to all and sundry who want to participate.
- Would you rather fall out of a tree, or touch an electric fence? (To start off violently…)
- If you could be an element (fire, water, air, earth) which would you choose?
- Heroes or villains?
- What’s the worst piece of advice someone’s ever given you?
- Chocolate or vanilla?
- Would you rather step in horse manure, or have an old, chewed up wad of gum get stuck to your hand?
- Who are the three fictitious characters you wish the author would have burned at the stake?
- Who are the three fictitious characters you think deserved so much more than what that cruel author gave them?
- What is something that makes you laugh EVERY SINGLE TIME you see it?
- Sword or bow?
- What is the one word that describes your life?
Go forth, my brave little ducklings, and conquer.