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Sunday, June 8, 2008

Me-Me-Me Meme!

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:

meme
–noun
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:

The Full Color Photo Edition of 5 Quirky Things About Sra

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.






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9 comments:

The Over-Thinker said...

Christ on a cracker--you're cute! And thank you for following the assignment so well. Such a lovely student you are.

And Ian is quite a looker, I must say. Well done, miss. He needs to know that worms DEFINITELY HAVE A SMELL. I cannot stress this enough. I would know that smell anywhere.

Love what Sov did to the photo. Gene Simmons would be proud. It works.

As for your "bad hair"---I don't think so. You still look super good. But, in the end, it's all about personal happiness and if you weren't happy in that hair, than it's good that it's gone.

I'm not sure if you'd want to dedicate an entire post to it, but your texturized bangs are fabulous--can you be a bit more detailed about how you did it?

A+, Sra. I no longer need to schedule a conference with your parents.

Sra said...

O-T: Thank you, you are too kind. Thanks for backing me up on the worm smell too. Sure, I'll make a post about the textured bangs. It's a very neat technique that I learned from watching people cut my hair. It doesn't subtract from overall length, but just adds more texture and funk. Look for that post soon.

Sovknight said...

I still maintain that your "traumatic" cut looks perfectly fine. Now there is photographic evidence to back it up. Having seen it in person, I thought it looked different, yes... but still good.

As you've pointed out though, it's not what I think that matters. It's your perception of it and how it makes YOU feel that matters. In this, you are 100% correct.

Worms most definitely have a scent. I'm above average in olfactory ability though, so I'm not a typical guy in this sense. (ha! sense!)

I look at that photo I did now and I see so many things I could improve upon so easily. At first I was dismayed, then I realized it just shows that I've grown as an artist and my abilities have increased. I should be proud of that. Still, I could make it so much better.

To others reading, there is one thing that doesn't register in the pictures. Sra has a few light freckles on her cheeks that only add to the attractiveness. I'm not necessarily a fan of freckles, having more than my fair share, but on her they augment the cuteness very much. One of the few people who's freckles enhance their appearance.

Psst... I told you meme was a word. :P

Sra said...

Awww, now my freckles are cute! You guys are too much. When I was younger, they were much more pronounced, and I remember one day two of my friends decided to count them. They got to about 500 before giving up. These days I don't think there are that many of them, and that's probably because I try to take meticulous care of my skin in the sun. They always come out more in the summer, though.

Yeah, even Ian said my bad hair wasn't as bad as I thought it was, even though he agreed it wasn't the right cut. But the point was it made me feel utterly self-conscious for many months. I have a hard time feeling confident anyway, but a good hair day always makes me feel better. So that hair cut made me feel like I was having a bad hair day every day. I feel much better now.

The strange thing about Ian is that he has a really keen sense of smell, but that's only when he can smell, because he's plugged up most of the time. I heard that once he smelled a crayon in a drawer across the room, and he smelled pancakes in the front of the office that none of his coworkers could smell. But he can't smell worms.

Upon digging the photoshopped version up, I could also see that there were things you probably would do better now. But I agree that that's only something to be proud of. Hell, I was just proud of being able to make that bicycle diagram a few weeks ago, and it's completely childlike compared to your skills.

The Over-Thinker said...

Awesome--thank you!

And thank you for the postcard! It was a lovely surprise amongst all the bills. It's now centered nicely in the middle of my freezer door :)

Zac said...

Not sure that's a meme per se. Though the idea of lists of q&a's passed around sites like this or devart or myspace is a meme in itself. Memes are units of cultural information/ideas that can be transmitted from person to person. Like how catchphrases from popular movies enter the common usage vocabulary. Memes in speaking and writing are more obvious than in other aspects of culture.

Natalie said...

that was great! and yes worms have a smell. i had a friend once who grew worms. (i'm sure that is not the right word for it, but we'll go with it anyway.) they had a building behind their house that housed their worm farm. they packed the worms in those styrofoam containers you buy when you go fishing. (do you go fishing?) anyway...you didn't even have to step foot in the building to smell the worms. and let me tell you thousands of worms...ughhhhh! just thinking of that smell gives me the heebie jeebies!

Sra said...

O-T: My pleasure. Isn't it nice to get non-junk in the mail? I wish more people send correspondence the snail mail way.

Zac: Great, just when I think I'm getting a handle on the word meme, you throw a wrench in my lexical brain gears. I suppose it's better to acquire the correct meaning, though, isn't it? But then again, if everyone is using the word meme to describe things like this, then maybe that is part of the definition, that is, if you subscribe to the notion that usage determines meaning.

Natalie: That's gross. I'm glad I have several affirmations that worms have a smell. No, I do not fish. Firstly, I think it's kind of boring. Secondly, I once got a fish hook stuck through my finger. Thirdly, if I catch a fish, I feel bad and don't want to touch it.

The Over-Thinker said...

Christ on a cracker--you're cute! And thank you for following the assignment so well. Such a lovely student you are.

And Ian is quite a looker, I must say. Well done, miss. He needs to know that worms DEFINITELY HAVE A SMELL. I cannot stress this enough. I would know that smell anywhere.

Love what Sov did to the photo. Gene Simmons would be proud. It works.

As for your "bad hair"---I don't think so. You still look super good. But, in the end, it's all about personal happiness and if you weren't happy in that hair, than it's good that it's gone.

I'm not sure if you'd want to dedicate an entire post to it, but your texturized bangs are fabulous--can you be a bit more detailed about how you did it?

A+, Sra. I no longer need to schedule a conference with your parents.

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