I’ve been tagged! I’ve been tagged in one of those “7 Weird/Random Things About Me” games. (I’ve been tagged by CraftyGuy AKA Starvin’ from CraftyGuy’s Random Thoughts.)
It’s kind of hard for me to do these types of projects because, well, I’ve been blogging for so long, you pretty much know everything there is to know about me (in almost real-time too) but, since it’s “blog a day or helpless already abused women get kicked to the curb yet again” month, I thought I’d give it a shot. (I’ll add my 7 people as another blog posting-might as well milk this for two, right?)
Anyway, here are the “rules of the tag” (maybe I just haven’t had enough coffee yet but that sounds mildly obscene, even though it’s not.)
1. Write your meme, then link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog. So people can know whether to thank you, or curse you.
2. Share 7 random and/or weird things about yourself. You know the weird random stuff, that you think could make for a interesting blog post, but you were shy to tell about.
3. Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
4. Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog. Do this step wisely. You know who is game to play and who isn’t.
7 Random/Weird things about me:
1. I like odd souvenirs-seldom the usual fare.
I tend to save things from trips and visits that are symbolic or have some kind of personal meaning, rather than the usual souvenirs. For example, on my desk, as I type this, I keep a previously empty film cannister. Part of the first brick of film I shot in Europe-the cannister is now filled with pebbles from the beach at Dover. While I was shooting the “white cliffs of Dover,” I happened to finish off my first brick of film and I saved the tank, filling it with pebbles from where I was standing at the time I spent the brick. It now occupies a prestigious post on my desk, right next to my Cafe du Monde coffee mug (it too kept for personal symbolic reasons, though it’s much closer looking to a a typical souvenir-I use it as a pencil cup.)
2. My camera gear
I’m not one to, ok, I admit it, I *never* talk about my camera gear. I’m sort of an “anti-gadget head.” Even so, occupational hazard-I have, over time, built up a bit of a stash. In no particular order, I shoot:
A Hasselblad 501cm with an 80 mm lens,
a Nikon FE, a Nikon FE2, a Nikon FM, with the following lenses: 100mm macro, 50 mm macro, 55 mm 70-250 mm zoom, plus more.
7 Holgas (this number varies) 4 Dianas, 1 Roscoe, 1 Karen
1 Canon digital rebel 300D
1 Canon digital rebel Xt 350 D (main rig as of late)
For the Canons: a 105 mm macro lens, several 18-55 mm “kit” lenses, a Tamron 11-24 mm wide-angle lens, 2 lensbabies (original and “3G”) and now a “pinhole-rigged” body cap
At least 3 Polaroid land cameras including 1 capable of shooting SX70 film
(That’s just off the top of my head, there could be more.)
3. These days, I’m not wearing a watch. It changes. If I’m about to do some pinhole or long exposure work, that will change it.
4. I hate flash photography. It’s true-I cannot effectively use flash and I hate the way it looks. I use “proper” studio lighting or natural light all the time.
5. Hang Ups
You already know about my EXIF data hang up, as well the fact that I get really, really grossed out (to the point of hurling) when I see somebody use the bathroom and not wash up afterwards.
Maybe one you didn’t know is that I hate being fed. I don’t mind people cooking for me but I really can’t stand it when people sort of “attack” with me with a spoon and try to physically put food into my mouth. (I have to hold the spoon.) I get kind of uncomfortable when people watch me eat in general. This might explain why I like take out so much and why I always prefer to sit in the corner at restaurants.
6. Food related
Speaking of food, you already know that I love olives, celery, and pasta. I drink both coffee and tea (coffee in the morning and I’m especially fond of tea when I travel-I always have tea at 2 am when I land in some odd spot.) I hate Brussels sprouts (by “hate” I actually mean “despise with every fiber of my very being and will never, ever, eat again. Damned satanic shrunken pissy tasting cabbages.”)
What you maybe didn’t know: I once went for more than one month without eating anything at all. It’s true. No solid food of any kind-I lived off of skim milk and orange juice (for more than 1 month!)
7. I hate telephones
Not just mobile phones that go off in movies and other odd places, all phones all the time. I find it to be too intrusive and prefer email or more personal contact.
The 7 lucky/unlucky folks will be tagged and I’ll do a follow-on to this posting to let you know who they are.
Until next time…