So, before I post this meme, which a few of you have already read elsewhere, I have to confess something.
I'm on Facebook.
Yes, it's true. I'm a lemming. A sheep. A slavish follower. I have succumbed to the social trend and joined the hoary masses who participate in the social networking phenomenon. Let me say, for the record, I was drug* kicking and screaming into this affair. Ultimately, though, I can't blame anyone but myself. I drank the Kool-aid. No one forced me.
So far, it's been fun to reconnect with old friends from elementary school, high school, grad school, and my mission.
There are a few things I could live without, though.
First, requests to be friends with people who are only adding me because we have a friend in common. Just because you know my friend Diana (as an example), doesn't mean I'm your friend or want to be. Unless I've met you in person and/or spent any amount of time with you, I'm not friending you. If I'm mistaken and we have met, include a note and remind me where and how we met. Then I might consider it.
Second, requests to be on your "top girls list." I know this is meant to be a collection of your peeps, but when I read that my sexually charged mind thinks, "Yes, I do like to be a top. But I like being a bottom, too. I'm flexible that way." I'm pretty sure, when you asked me to be a part of your "top girls list" that's not what you had in mind. Just sayin'...
Third, I don't want a "funspace", a contest request to see if I'm smart or nice,** and I definitely don't want a garden patch or whatever the hell that is.
All in all, Facebook is proving to be a nice way to reconnect with folks and banter back and forth a bit. It's even generated some new business for me, which is great. But, I'm 40 years old. Not 16. Flair and flowers in my patch are so 1986.***
Now, where were we?
Oh, yes. The meme. Another bloody meme. Well, here it is: 25 Things It's Important You Know About Me. I'm not tagging anyone. If you want to play along, go for it!
Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.
1. I only hear in one ear. My right ear. As a result, I like to do the driving, otherwise, I can't hear you. One day, I'm going to move to one of those countries where they drive on the left side of the road so I can be the passenger for a change.
2. I was Tinkerbell in my first grade play at Maeser Elementary School. Some of my friends, when they hear that story, inevitably respond by saying, "That explains EVERYTHING."
3. I can tie a tie in a double-Windsor knot and I'm very good at it. I also look good in the same.
4. I only have two regrets in my life: not going to med school and giving up the piano.
5. I'm fascinated by the need religion plays in the life of individuals and how it manifests itself on the social landscape. As a result, I will spend the rest of my life paying off my student loans for a master's degree in Religion and Society.
6. Every time I go to Baskin & Robbins, I swear I'm going to get something other than mint chocolate chip. I never do.
7. I write other people's resumes for a living and really enjoy it. I hate writing my own.
8. My favorite monument in all of Washington, D.C., is the Lincoln Memorial.
9. Last year, I took over 10,000 pictures with my Canon A630. I'm hoping I don't take quite that many this year, but I'd certainly love to sell that many!
10. I believe in equal pay regardless of gender, equal rights regardless of sexual orientation, and the separation of church and state. Note on the latter: marriage in this country is a violation of the separation clause every.single.day. Think about it.
11. I have unwittingly become a fan of Harry Potter. When I grow up, I want to be Hagrid.
12. I love James Bond films. As a feminist, I can't explain it. It just is.
13. I believe Pink Martini will save the world.
14. I know more about pulp and paper than I ever thought I would. And I'm grateful, because it pays the bills. Literally.
15. There are very few people in my life for whom I would throw myself in front of a bus. Two of them are here on Facebook.
16. I want to learn how to dance.
17. I served an LDS Mission to Vienna, Austria, and spent two Christmases there. Everyone should experience Christmas in Europe at least once in their lifetime.
18. I am proud that I did NOT go to BYU. Sometimes I can be really smug and snotty about it, too. I like to think I was original that way. (See what I mean? Snotty.) Go Patriots!
19. My favorite restaurant in the whole wide universe is Ti Couz in San Francisco at 16th and Valencia.
20. My reading pile currently includes the following books: Intersex (For Lack of a Better Word) by Thea Hillman, No Graves As Yet by Anne Perry, Written on the Body by Jeanette Winterson, The Guernsey Literary and Potato Pie Society by Mary Ann Schaffer and Annie Barrows, Catch-22 by Joseph Heller, A Separate Peace by John Knowles, and The Audacity of Hope by Barack Obama. Bottom line: I like to read. A lot.
21. The only show I watch on TV with any regularity is NBC's The Biggest Loser. Otherwise, meh. TV. Overrated.
22. I love going to the symphony and the ballet. I also love Shakespeare.
23. I enjoy cooking and baking, and especially enjoy cooking for friends. I don't need a reason for a dinner party, so come on over!
24. Speaking of cooking, I make the world's best oatmeal. Seriously.
25. I believe in writing and sending thank-you notes.
* Or is it dragged? Where's my New Yorker, the bastion of proper and current grammar?
** The answer on those two is "yes" and "yes".
*** Why does that sound suggestive, too? Hm. Obviously I have sex on the mind today.