LYRIC O’ THE DAY:
And when it rains, you're shining down for me.
--I Just Can't Get Enough, Depeche Mode
The lovely Raelyn Barclay has given me an award. The Versatile Blogger comes with a few rules. One is to thank the giver with virtual chocolate and praise. The next is to pass it on from anywhere from 5 to 15 other bloggers depending on what meme lore you follow. Last, but not least, is to share seven things about yourself with others.
I wanted to give you seven things about me, alas, I fear I spent my wad last time. I guess I’ll just have to dig deeper, give you all a look into my twisted psyche.
You may want to stop reading now. And this is NSFW.
In the course of writing, I do a lot of oddball research, especially for the blog. People always say that you can tell a lot about a person by what they read--so I wonder if it’s the same about what they Google? Does Stephen King actually spend sleepless nights surfing for cat videos on YouTube? Does Nicholas Sparks relish Norwegian death metal on iTunes?
I'll let you be the judge: here are seven things I Googled and what do they mean about me?
“badger, badger, badger, mushroom, mushroom”
This lovely little ditty is something psychotic thought up by cartoonists on acid. I thank Jennifer Armentrout for bringing it back to the forefront of my conscious mind.
“loud insect penis”
I am obsessed with The Bloggess. If you do not follow this woman and love irreverent humor and occasional insanity about big metal chickens, you should check her out--not at work, though. Or in front of children. Anyway, she had this post about the record for the loudest noise made by an animal. And not to spoil it, but it’s an insect. That sings with its penis. And that led me to:
“the world’s most terrifying penises," which actually is an 8 part series by Dave Littler which coincidentally led me back to The Bloggess for this very disturbing video on leopard slugs mating. And so the circle is completed.
“do fish have vaginas”
They do. They’re called cloacae. Most fish do not have penises, interestingly enough. So merfolk will have to get creative. Or take a cue from leopard slugs and use their heads.
“Monte Python sperm is sacred” I was looking for the lyrics of this song. Kind of amusing how it came out, like a fan club gone very wrong.
|The Monte Python Fan Club. Get a blue dress and something extra!|
“rocky mountain oysters from sheep or cow?” Because when eating testicles, one should know what species they come from. It’s just respect.
“medieval chastity belts” I was doing a little anniversary shopping. Hubs and I celebrated nine years this week.
|This one from by-the-sword.com looks particularly comfy.|
Thanks again to Raelyn for the blog love! And before I forget, here's your chocolate.
Here are five wonderful blogs you should check out--I'm passing on some Versatile love:
Have a beautiful day, everybody!