Sunday, April 22, 2007

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Never being one able to resist talking about myself, when JustRun offered to interview anyone who volunteered themselves to be scrutinized, there I was, squirming in my desk at the front of the room, flinging my arm up in the air, intoning "Pick me, pick me! I know the answer!" under my breath.

JustRun, being innately kind, took pity on the pathetic kid with the weird frizzy hair and sent me
these five questions:

1. If you had to choose one, what's your number one rule to live by?
It probably sounds extremely lame, but I would chose the simplicity of "treat others as you would like them to treat you". I honestly believe that many of the world's problems would be eliminated if we just treated each other with more respect and consideration. (I could easily win the Miss Universe contest with that answer!)

2. What task will you almost always put off completing?
I have such a long list of tasks which I almost always put off completing, that it's a wonder that I ever get anything done at all. At work, I'll naturally always put off the most complicated and time-consuming ones. With housework, I always figure that nobody ever notices if the dusting didn't actually happen. I always manage to leave completing my taxes until the last week. My lower abs never quite get the workout they deserve; I always leave those to the end, because they make me all dizzy. I'm so good at putting things off that I even end up putting off reading the newspapers more often than I care to admit. For this I blame the evilly addictive internetz.

3. If you had the choice, would you want to be a mind reader? Why or why not?
NO! I think I would really rather not know what people are thinking much of the time. Especially about me.

4. Do you own flip flops? Please provide a photo if possible.
Indeed I do, miss, indeed I do. I actually discovered a few pairs at the back of the front closet, but I like these best, as they don't rub betwixt my toes, plus the sole is made of some nubby twisty stuff like the non-hooked part of the Velcro equation. It's like getting a foot massage when you walk in these. They are also waterproof and perfect for the beach.
5. What's your dream travel destination? Will you ever go there (or go again if you've already been)?
I haven't been anywhere in so long, any place looks great right about now. That said, I have always been had a hankering to visit the Scandinavian countries and Iceland. I think it's partly because they and their inhabitants are compared to Canada fairly often, and I'd like to see if the comparisons are valid.
I would never turn down an opportunity to lounge on a tropical beach absolutely anywhere (especially now that I have my passport).
But my number one travel destination would be Scotland. I blame my fascination with this country on those accents and also on
this and these guys and these guys and this and these guys and these guys too.

So here's how you can play along, if you are game:
  • Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me!"
  • I will respond by e-mailing you five questions. I get to pick them, and you have to answer them all.
  • You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
  • You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
  • When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
Sound good? I am anxiously awaiting the chance to grill you mercilessly.
You people were really on top of your game with your labels this week. I wish I had a gazillion bucks to give each one of you who had a killer label. Sadly, you will have to settle for my undying admiration.
But I am happy to announce that the winner of this week's Labia Award is:

Those are the kind of evocative, yet pleasingly alliterative efforts that can't miss.
Have a great week everybody. Don't do as I did and almost forget to do your taxes.


Joe said...

Nice flip flops.

For the record, I would take that mind-reading ability in a heartbeat--I'd love to be able to crawl inside someone's head. But that's just me.

Karen said...

Awesome Possum! I won the Labia awards this week! Wooo hooooo. Would it be alright to add my first place ribbon to my site for the week? Please please please? I'll even let you interview me in exchange...(uh oh, that could be dangerous).

JustRun said...

Very nice! I am so glad you own flip flops!

Thanks for joining in the fun! :)

Conky said...

interview me...i wanna feel like a movie star baby

Deb said...

I like the rule you live by and wish everyone would live by it. Most seem to until they get behind the wheel of a car or in a line up. Then it all goes out the window.

I'm a weirdo...I love working my lower abs??!! It must be a disease.

I'm with you on not wanting to know what people think. No way!

Allison said...

I'm with you on not wanting to know what others are thinking. I have enough voices to deal with in my own head.

I find laughter works best for working the lower abs, thus, I always watch The Office twice :)

Fearless said...

Mind reading would be okay if you could pick whose mind you want to read and when, but if you were hearing everyone's thoughts all the time, that would suck.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

I can hardly wait for flip-flop weather, Bubs, when I don't have to pretend the carpet is sand.
And in your line of work, I can definitely see mind-reading ability as being an asset.

Feel free to proudly display your Labia Award, Karen!
Interview questions shall be coming your way within days.

I pity the fool that doesn't wear flip-flops, JustRun! And this WAS fun, and painless too.

In my mind you are a movie star, Jen - a David Lynch movie perhaps, but you are no less a star.
Questions coming your way within days.

Cars and lineups - the biggest killers of civility in the world, Deb.
You LIKE doing lower abs? I now have a urge to punch you in the gut - I'll bet you wouldn't even feel it. But at least you wouldn't know what I was thinking while I did so.

Al, it's the unborn chicken voices which are the worst, I find.
I LIKE your workout routine! That does it - from now on, lower abs will be done strictly via rewatching the Office. You're not working harder, you're working smarter.

The mind-reading sensor would definitely need an on-off switch and a directional receiver, Fearless. And maybe a filter.

Deb said...

Barb...the mail just came. Thank you my friend. ;)

weatherchazer said...

Mind reading would absolutely positively suck! I have ehough problems with my own thoughts! If you're scraping the barrell, interview me!

BeckEye said...

Why can everyone wear flip flops but me? I must have a super-sensitive webbing in between my big and index toes.

Is there such a thing as an "index" toe? Is that what you call it?

Danny Tagalog said...

Send me five questions please!

Barbara Bruederlin said...

You're so welcome, Deb. Bless you sweetie.

Hi Weatherchazer, and welcome! I understand completely, what with the imaginary conversations in which I am always so clever and the 4 or 5 different songs, not to mention the good and bad angel duking it out, who needs to hear other people's thoughts?
I would be delighted to interview you, but I'll need your email please.

If it's not, then that's what it should be called, Beckeye! Hey you just named a new body part - sort of like discovering a new planet!

I would be tickled pink to send you five extremely difficult questions, Danny! Look for them within days.

Evelyne said...

I guess that mind reading could be cool but I wouldn't like to be a mind reader, I can get lost in my own thoughts sometimes, a mind reader would think that I'm insane, mostly to make links between subjects in a conversation or to go from one subject to another.

Oh and I'd like to receive 5 questions! :)

Stephanie said...

ohhh INTERVIEW ME!! wooo

Toccata said...

Go Miss Universe!
It's nice to see another last weeker in the whole must do the taxes thing. Around here handing in taxes at the last minute with all the other last minute people down at Revenue Canada is a tradition. It's not a tradition that about to change this year that's for sure!

668 aka neighbour of the beast said...

ok, my curiosity on what five questions you'd ask has outweighed my fear of what five questions you would ask me.

interview me.

i can't remember, do you have my address?

Barbara Bruederlin said...

You probably also think in two languages, Evelyne, which would make a trip inside your head doubly puzzling to a mind reader.
I'll be sending you interview questions soon!

Interview you I shall, Stephanie, but I'll need your email to send you the questions please.

Toccata, oddly enough, Jerry put all the tax folders out in the dining room a month ago and couldn't understand why I wasn't sorting through them, as he thought they were due the end of March. So you would think that with that sort of advance notice, we would have actually started on them sooner, but no.

Curiousity killed the cat, 668, but that which doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Now that I have thoroughly mixed my metaphors, I shall gladly interview you, but no, I don't have your email; could you send it please?

668 aka neighbour of the beast said...

here it is.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Got it! Thanks 668.

mellowlee said...

"treat others as you would like them to treat you" is a FANTASTIC rule to live by! I want a pair of flip flops like those.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Well, it's a simple rule, but it works pretty well for me, Mel.
The flip-flops were just el cheapos, but I lucked out on them.

Unknown said...

o hai, I totally missed this post (again with the spotty lurking and never commenting, I APOLOGISE). I'd like to be interviewed, though! Hit me with your best shot! (I am a bit wary of saying that, as I remember that kill-marry-whatever game where you basically tied me up, hahahaha.)

And I do have a blog, but it is boring. So maybe I'll just post here. Haha.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

hahaha I had forgotten about that marry, shag or cliff game, Ruhee. That was fun! I will happily send you five questions within days and you are more than welcome to answer here if you like.