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I have seen three emperors in their nakedness, and the sight was not inspiring.


Juvenile Kelp Gull. Marieville Esplanade, Sandy Bay. July 2011.

I won't be late today, thanks to the twenty-fiver meme!

1. Tell us about something that made you laugh last night.

Tell ‘Em Steve Dave Overkill.

2. What were you doing at 8 pm last night?

Writing this post.

3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?

I am guessing drinking coffee.

4. What happened to you in 2006?

Everything changed. We call him “Henry”.

5. What was the last thing you said out loud?

[*This was last night as I’m typing the post, not 8:30 am*] “Are you going to leave those pants on?”

6. How many beverages did you have today?

Knowing my habits, I will have had one glass of orange juice and one cup of coffee.

7. What colour is your hairbrush?

Alas, I don’t own one.

8. What was the last thing you paid for?

An apple.

9. Where were you last night?

At home in bed writing this post right here.

10. What colour is your front door?

A matte black glass door. It’s quite classy.

11. Where do you keep your change?

In the same place, but it is a closely guarded secret.

12. What’s the weather like today?

If the forecast is correct, it has been mostly sunny at first, becoming cloudy in the afternoon. There has been (of course) areas of fog and frost in the morning with winds developing northwesterly averaging up to 25 km/h. The low has been 1º Celsius with a projected high of 13º Celsius.

13. What’s the best ice-cream flavour?

Callipygian.

14. What excites you?

Flying rabbits.

15. Do you want to cut your hair?

Cut it myself? Not a good idea. I think that I could use a trim though…

16. Are you over the age of 35?

Not yet!

17. Do you talk a lot?

It depends on the company. I certainly have the capacity.

18. Do you watch Franklin and Bash?

I have never even heard of it.

19. Do you know anyone named Steven?

I know a few with a ‘v’, and a few with a ‘ph’

20. Do you make up your own words?

Once in a while. One has to be careful though, as there is a tendency to discombobulate the naïve.

21. Are you a jealous person?

Only if a woman is involved.

22. What does the last text message you received say?

“Ezra is in a foul mood.”

23. Where’s the next place you’re going to?

Lunch!

24. Who’s the rudest person in your life?

There is no shortage of candidates. Anyone who is particularly self-absorbed makes my shortlist.

25. Are you crushing on anyone that you shouldn't be?

No. I am a pacifist. I don’t believe in violence.


Juvenile Kelp Gull plus Silver Gull. Marieville Esplanade, Sandy Bay. July 2011.

Comments

Roddy said…
Where do I buy buttock flavoured ice cream?
Callipygian???
Roddy said…
I will look the next time I am there.

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