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More smoke! Errol Flynn Park, Sandy Bay. March 2013.

Another stolen Q and A from Sunday Stealing: The Basically Obscure Meme-Part 2.

38: How did you spend Valentine’s day?

Much like any other work day. I've never been someone to be told when and how to express my emotions.

39: Do you eat enough vegetables?

I think that I do. I eat more than most.

40: Do you like horror movies? How about thrillers?

They're okay. I'll be frank though and admit that I've had little time for films in the past six or seven years.

41: Do you like scotch? ?

Not particularly.

42: Who is someone you would never swear in front of?

I avoid swearing in any work context (unless I'm very sure of the sensitivities of the person that I'm talking to).

43: Coolest thing you've ever seen on Halloween?

We don't really have Halloween here in Tasmania. I did like the film, however.

44: If you could change your natural hair colour, would you? To what?

I'm happy with brown hair, to be honest. I more delighted with the fact that I still have a full head of hair.

45: What subject would you take if you were forced to take a free class? ?

A scuba diving course.

46: Do you use a reusable grocery bags?

We get the groceries delivered.

47: City or nature person?

Increasingly a nature person.

48: Have you ever used something other than "makeup" as makeup? (Like paint? Markers?)

No. I'm not sure I've ever used make-up as make-up.

49: Do heights bother you? can look look out the window on the top floor of a skyscraper?

Like a lot of things, heights don't bother me unless I'm in an actual dangerous situation. That is, I have no problem looking out the window of the skyscraper, but might have one if I'm outside the window on the ledge.

50: Post 5 awesome things about your blog. BRAG AWAY!

  1. It has 4,046 posts!

  2. It's in its six year of continuous operation (and about five years straight without missing a daily post).

  3. There aren't a lot of other sites featuring Tasmania.

  4. I don't make a cent out of it! (A good thing?)

  5. It's been an easy way to catalogue some of my photos.

Comments

chickensue said…
Like your pictures. They are always interesting to look at.

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