The Memes Stop Here

Have you noticed that this blog is where memes go to die?

It's nothing personal, of course - I'm always pleased to be tagged. But even when there is nothing blogworthy going on in my life, I can't seem to get around to completing what amounts to a cyber homework assignment.

I believe the term is, "lazy."

But the memes, they haunt and taunt me from the musty confines of my drafts folder. And so I am going to knock one out right here, right now - the "Six or Seven Random Facts About Me" meme, for which I was tagged by Melissa, Michele, and Candy sometime in the last century.

Three birds, one stone, people. Let's roll.

1. As a sixth grader, I won the "President's Physical Fitness Award" for, among other spectacular feats, hanging from the monkey bars in chin-up position for fifteen minutes. I still remember my entire class forming a half-circle around me and chanting, "Go Rima! Go Rima! Go Rima!"as I dangled nonchalantly above a pile of wood chips and mulch for what seemed like hours on end. It was a proud moment for Ronald Reagan and the United States of America.
   
   
2. I can pick out any basic melody on the piano without sheet music, and do so at every opportunity. As you might imagine, this makes me a most welcome Christmas party guest. While I'm up at the baby grand, picking out "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" with one hand, I will also be sure to plunk out "Chopsticks," the first few measures of "Fur Elise," one measure of "Sonata in C," as well as that spectacularly annoying ditty whereby one rolls one's fist loudly and repeatedly up and down on the black piano keys ad nauseum.
   
   
3. I cheated on my pregnancy glucose tolerance test by extending the time in which I imbibed the orange sugar beverage to seven minutes (instead of the recommended five), dumping exactly one ounce of unfinished liquid in my kitchen sink, then raising my heart rate by vacuuming the entire house in ten minutes flat before reporting to the clinic for my blood draw. I am the ultimate rebel and proof that the honor system does not work.
   
   
4. In retaliation for her staged hanging of my teddy bear, Puputis, from our dorm room's curtain rod (as well as other various offenses), I anonymously sent my freshman year college roommate/nemesis toenail clippings through campus mail, along with a menacing ransom style note.
   
   
5. I have never read anything by Jane Austen.
   
   
6. I competed in my state's spelling bee as an eight grader and lost on the word, "license." To this day, I cannot read or hear this word without mourning my missed opportunity to score a color TV and Encyclopedia Britannica set.
   
   
7. I am the number one Internet authoritay on "nostril skin tags." Go ahead and google it, my peeps.
   

I love reading random facts about my bloggy friends, so if you read this, consider yourself tagged.