Someone this morning referred to this blog as “banal”, and today I’d have problems disagreeing. Because, really, while I’m on semication at my parents’, this blog has become a plodding recapping of the lint in my bellybutton. Whee!
So, this post is kind of the same but kind of different. I got tagged by one of the Meats for a meme, and that means that at least I have something to write about that ISN’T Harry Potter or my whacky family.
So–for the rules of the meme:
Anyway, here are the rules:
1. Let others know who tagged you.
2. Players start with 8 random facts about themselves.
3. Those who are tagged should post these rules and their 8 random facts.
4. Players should tag 8 other people and notify them they have been tagged.
And on to the EIGHT RANDOM FACTS ABOUT KAT
- I think pennies are disgusting. They are the only copper money and so that means they smell like blood and always look like the rusty underbottom of an old car. Ewww. I hate pennies.
- I would travel back in time to marry Alexander Hamilton. If, of course, time travel were possible.
- Peaches remind me of butts (on the outside) and tumours (on the inside). For this reason I cannot eat peaches. And, oh yeah, they taste gross.
- If I had to pick one thing to change about myself I’d ask for longer toes.
- I once saw Andrew Lloyd Weber’s lesser-known brother Julian walking in the Barbican Centre.
- When I was 15 I tried to change my name to Francesca.
- I still dream in fluent Spanish on occasion, even though I can no longer speak it.
- I’ve read Johanna Spyri’s Heidi 132 times.
Whom should I tag? I think most of the people I know have already been tagged for this bad boy. If you haven’t been tagged and want to join in, have at it.









Alexander Hamilton — brilliant man, lousy husband. I don’t think you would really have wanted to put up with his pride, his temper, his philandering, his insecurities, his arrogance, his fiscal imprudence, and his pigheadedness in the private realm, even if you might have admired his intelligence and political genius in the public realm. (Unless you would be ready to be really close to your sister in a sort of “Big Love” way.)
And I totally disagree about peaches. I grew up next to a peach orchard and could pick and eat them still warm from the sun. Supermarket peaches are like eating a softball.
Not Aaron Burr? You have to see the big picture! Thanks for playing along.
Maybe your critic is just banal retentive.
Burr was kind of supportive of smart women, wasn’t he? If it weren’t for his borderline treason and stuff like that ….
I love pennies. Because they are the only copper coin. I dunno, they just seem more real to me than any other coin but a silver dollar.
And, of course, if you weren’t already married.
So Tim is praying they don’t invent time travel. Or that if they do invent time travel, they don’t come back and pick you up.
Kat,
Banal is not something to worry about although I realize it stings.
I get called an asshat a lot.
I sort of think that banal is sexier,
Love,
Coma
Is it wrong that I read #1 as “penises”, at first?
Yeah, I thought so.
Isn’t Alexander Hamilton the reason why we have the Fed…. kind of against your libertarian principles isn’t it? Or maybe I’m all fuzzy from the left over numbing dentist stuff.