The Over-Thinker has tagged me to do a meme. Until very recently, I didn't believe that meme was a real word. In fact, my Firefox spell-checker is currently underlining it in red, so I don't think Firefox believes it is a word either. But Dictionary.com defines meme as follows:
a cultural item that is transmitted by repetition in a manner analogous to the biological transmission of genes.
[Origin: 1976; (mīmeǐsthai) to imitate, copy; coined by R. Dawkins, Brit. biologist]
I'm really glad to know that, because I kept seeing the word being thrown around on blogs I read, and I was like, WTF are these people talking about? To me, meme sounds like something the Muppet Beaker would say. But apparently everyone has heard of this word outside of the context of a Muppet's mouth, except for me and Firefox.
Anyway, O-T wants me to post five quirky things about myself, and further requests that I post a current photo. She's right that I ought to use more photos on my blog, but I haven't before now for a couple of reasons:
- I'm kind of lazy and it takes more effort to upload and position a photo than it does to just post a block of text. I'm also a little too lazy to stick my memory card in my card reader and upload my photos to my computer.
- Ever since the Great Hair Debacle of 2007, I've felt like I haven't looked my best and so I didn't want to put up anything current, and I thought that putting up old photos would be misleading.
But I'm feeling more comfortable with my hair now, and so I'll get off my lazy butt, just this once, and post one photo for each of the five quirky things. Then I will go back to being lazy. How's that sound? Alright here goes:
There's me with blonde hair and my nylon string classical guitar at around the beginning of my senior year of college.
Quirky thing 1: I feel safer making silly faces in photos rather than smiling in earnest, because then we can all laugh at it together. If I make a serious effort to look good in the photo and I don't, then I feel ugly in real life.
This is right after the time when I randomly said to myself, "Self, let's cut off most of our hair and dye it dark brown!" I loved this haircut.
Quirky thing 2: When I was in 11th grade, I purposely wore different colored socks on my feet most of the time. That's what got my 11th grade boyfriend to talk to me. After I broke up with him (because he was the King of Back-Handed Compliments), I started wearing pajama pants to school almost daily. On Fridays I would dress it up by wearing jeans. I'm not sure why I did either of those things. But that was the year I got really depressed, lost my faith in god, and then found myself by the end of the year. By 12th grade I was happier than I had ever been in my life.
There's Ian and I at the Red Butte Gardens not long after we got together. This picture is from the same day as the other picture of me on this site in which I'm posing with a giant stone salamander. I was very proud of my bangs, which I had textured myself using the twist-lock-of-hair- and-razor-it-from-middle-to-tip-whilst-untwisting method. Very time consuming, but makes for hot bangs. Doesn't Ian look like a sleek little seal? He's so tempting.
Quirky thing 3: I used to have my own garden at my childhood home that I would pick flowers for and tend myself, but I grew to hate gardening because of worms and spiders. To this day, I will not tend a garden, and I've told Ian that if we ever have our own yard, I will not take care of it, which is fine for him, because he loves tending to yards. And also, I can smell worms and ants, and I hate both smells. Ian doesn't believe they have a smell, but they do.
This is the day of the Great Hair Debacle of 2007. I had just dried my eyes from the sobbing I had done following the butchery of my hair, and then took a picture for posterity. That's a door stopper above my head. I don't know if you can tell, but I'm trying so hard to be brave in this photo. Also, if you look closely you will notice that this is an asymmetrical cut, and my comfort hair -- the hair in front of my ears -- has been butched up above my earlobes, which was a definite no-no. I was this close to calling in sick the next day and getting hair extensions. Also, I think this haircut made me look fat.
Quirky thing 4: When I look at a photo of a group of people, I'm only really interested if I'm in it, and if I am, I only look at myself when I view the photo. I couldn't care less whether the photo was good for someone else, as long as it was good for me.
This is the most current photo of me, taken yesterday at the Spiral Jetty of the Great Salt Lake. Notice the rather reddish hue to my dark brown hair, which has gratefully grown out since the Great Hair Debacle of 2007. I'm pointing at salt crystals formed on stones of the Jetty. Thanks to Pinktoe for the picture.
Quirky thing 5: I don't like being wet. Consequently, I don't enjoy swimming, playing in the rain or snow, or bathing. If I never had to bathe again, I would be pleased, but unfortunately the western world just doesn't work that way. So I do bathe, but I try to only do so every other day or every three days if I can get away with it. Ian hasn't complained yet.
So there you go, O-T, some more pictures of me, and 5 quirky things. I hope you are satisfied. As a bonus, here's picture number one again, but modified by the Photoshop King Sovknight:
He's a freaking genius, isn't he? I have no idea how he does the things he does, but he's brilliant.