Saturday, December 8, 2007

images of me

I don't remember who I took this from - it was last month in the height of NaBloMyMind and...well, it's gone. So feel free to claim it.

THE UNCREDITED GOOGLE IMAGE MEME

(type the answer to the following questions into Google Image, then pick from the first page.)

1. Age at my next birthday:


2.Place I'd like to travel:


3. Place I've been:



4.Favorite food:

5.Place I was born:


6. Place I live:



7. Name of past pet:


8.Best friends' nickname:


9. My first name:



10. First job:


There were a ton more, but my mind wanders and I'm beginning to resent the fact that memes can be so much work....

take, if you like.

(Answers are in the comments)

7 comments:

Caro said...

Putting pics in blogger is a lot of work. It makes me crazy. Nice meme though.

Lone Grey Squirrel said...

Another great meme. I think you are my official source of good, fun memes. Although, loading pics can be a great bother. Nice images. You live in a great looking place.

witchypoo said...

You must have typed in NS for the place where you live, because that shot looks mighty Peggy's Cove!

daysgoby said...

Answers, for those who want to know...

1.I may be 13.5% by volume my next birthday, but the magic number is 37.
2.Italy. (sigh)
3.The Belle of Louisville. A grande old dame.
4.Oh, the lovely cheeeeese! And the bread. And wine! And fruit! And the cheeeeese!
5.Hi Poppy! It burned down the year after I was born. Not that I had anything to do with it. I think.
6.My bedroom's 'round the back. This is Peggy's Cove, worth visiting. (Nailed it, witchypoo!)
7.Lion? Kiss? Furrball? Actually Elsa. Named after this lioness.
8.Obvious, no?
9.No, my first name isn't Plaid. Or Gauze. Or tired man who looks something like Andy Griffith. Remember the baby that fell down the well?
10.Working on the bottling line. My Dad was a winemaker. I can still remember the smells and sounds...

ab said...

Wait...you were born in a cancer hospital?

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daysgoby said...

Ab - I was, apparently. There was some kerfuffle about finding a doctor that would deliver me - my mom was never told not to have kids (juvenile diabetic, diagnosed in the '40s) and when she went to find an obstetrician, she had to hunt high and low.

Isabelle said...

Goodness, you're a child. How wonderful to be in one's 30s. Enjoy them!

Oh no, you're another person with her Christmas tree up. Sigh. I'm being elegantly late, personally.