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Thursday, June 28, 2007

Sister Nancy Beth bares all

Rather than going through the usual junior high posturing about how "uncool" these blog meme thingies are, and fretting that I'll forever blow my chances of being asked to join The Corner if I respond to one, I'll just thank loyal Nancy-Con Rain Storm for the opportunity to blog about myself. After all, I find myself endlessly fascinating, and I'm sure most of you do as well. The real reason memes have developed a bad reputation isn't that they commandeer your limited writing time while interrupting the flow of your blog, but that they rarely invite the tagged party to write about me, Sister Nancy Beth. After all, who wants to read about some puny blogger's gray little life when you could be reading about how often I trim my toenails? So until Blog About Sister Nancy Beth Day comes (oh yes, you know it's coming), sit back and bask in the warm glow of me, me, me.
1. All right, here are the rules. 2. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts. 3. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves. 4. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. 5. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
1. I have amassed a modest collection of musical instruments since my teen years (mandolin, Appalachian dulcimer, dvoyanka, harmonium, tamboura -- which I spell with a b because when I say tampura people think I'm talking about batter-fried Japanese food), but I have only recently made a concerted effort to learn to play one of them, the guitar.

2. The first record I ever owned was Heart's Little Queen, a Christmas gift from one of my older brothers.

3. The first record I ever bought was Double Platinum by Kiss.

4. In my previous life as a selfish hedonist (prior to my finding God, taking Jesus into my heart, and getting kicked out of beauty school), I was an uncivil liberal blogger. The remnants of my shameful past are here.

5. I have a nervous habit of biting the skin off my bottom lip. Gross, huh?

6. I studied Russian for three years and Czech for two, but barely remember a word of either.

7. I love cats, but find moderate to large sized dogs intimidating (something to do with bad formative experiences with our neighbor's pit bull).

8. I also love squirrels, and would devote an entire blog to random squirrel attacks if I hadn't already killed one blog with neglect and treated this one here with stretches of appalling indifference.

And now the fun part. The following loyal Nancy-Cons are hereby summoned to appear at the blogging equivalent of jury duty: responding to this meme.

1. Space Cadet
2. Why Oh Why
3. Proud Progressive at Some Notes on Living
4. Take Your Medicine
5. LiquidDaddy at Zippidy Do Da
6. Reality Cubed
7. I Make No Promises
8. Occasional commenter ExMoWeHomo (Busted! Just because you don't have a blog doesn't mean you can't share in the suffering. Feel free to answer in comments section)

Have fun. And remember, blame this guy. Praise Him!

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5 Comments:

  • At June 29, 2007 12:17 PM, Blogger liquiddaddy said…

    Nancy,

    You caught me in my bathrobe with my hair marinating.

    Of course, I have faithfully obeyed you.

    Here are my eight random facts, some of which few people know:

    I was born in Houston Texas to a waitress named Myrna at the Telewink on Telephone Road, who was addicted to Tab and hoarded green stamps. She had a mountainous orange bee hive and always smelled of Aquanet and Dippidy Doo, the scent of which to this day comforts me in my desperate times. She liked to suck the blotters out of Vicks Inhalers and watch "Dialing for Dollars," but never missed an opportunity to torture my siblings and me;

    My father, named Junior, was an alcoholic disabled lineman who lost a leg in a hurricane. He liked to chew aspirin and pee on the lawn. He smelled of Butch Wax, Lucky's and Creme ‘O Kentucky. His hobby was carving animals out of peach pits. He killed a man in a bar fight with a rusty carpet knife. He left me with the family motto I have come to live by: "No pain, no pain.";

    My maternal grandmother was a labor organizer in the Pecan Picker's Union for the American Communist Party;

    I am 1/4 African American;

    At 17 I ran away and earned a job as an assistant projectionist at the Red Bluff XXX Drive-In across from the Marathon refinery. My boss was a rapacious pedophile named Lester Head who introduced me to my short film career as "Flint Shagwell";

    I made a modest fortune as owner of a septic tank service company called "Houston Honey Dippers," that allows time for my lay ministry and work with children, mostly young men, in need of adult guidance;

    I have three cats, a scabby Sheltie, an albino hedgehog and an opossum, named Sonny; and,

    My wife, Tammy, owns a Christian nutritional products line, called "What Would Jesus Eat?"

     
  • At June 29, 2007 12:36 PM, Blogger proudprogressive said…

    Nostrodomas has nothing on you Sister Nancy,its uncanny but indeed it seems that the blog about "Sister Nancy Beth Day"has come to Notes.

    Who am I to deny the Project for the Nancy American Century. Praise Him ! And no its not for the faint hearted nor the blogger impaired. But that never stopped me before. Though I admit unlike Brother LD, i bent a few rules.

    I must say basking in you you you was both revealing and fascinating. You're right you are fascinating! And the candor - indeed you revealed all. Hope I did pNac justice in my post -


    Truly, unless memes are for the Baby Jesus they annoy me but rest assured I do blame Rainstorm, and could never blame a fellow Prayer Warrior and leader of Our Faith Flock. Besides you face enough Christian persectution and flak on a daily basis.

    Hail Mary !


    And let she who casts the first stone...throw it twice as hard, in the spirit of Stonewall. (oh wait the Wailing wall) Get behind me Satan! - the big L. messes with me when ever I comment , however

    I shall not be deterred. God is on Our Side.

     
  • At June 29, 2007 1:42 PM, Blogger proudprogressive said…

    Well mortification of the soul is good. Praise Him ! But Typos are my nemesis. And Heavens Our good Sister visited my humble blog, while i still had a typos in the title of the post itself (not to mention the body.Apparently thanks to giving my glasses money to the 700 club , I am blind to everything but the Lord.


    ..Man the Lord must love me. Anyhow, its now tweeked to pervfection (opps i mean perfection)..or as close as I will ever get. Plus everytime I go into edit. (my blog should be called the edicts of PP) I have a compulsion to refine it slightly,for the Lord of course.
    I realize this tendency could drive people slightly mad. But then who knows they may embrace Our One True Savior while on the brink of said madness- it could happen.

    Glad you liked it though Sister Nancy Beth, your Christian kindness is like manna from heaven, to this Prayer Warrior whose pain tolorance is far lower than brother LD's

     
  • At June 29, 2007 1:45 PM, Blogger proudprogressive said…

    UGH the - edits of pp - was what i was trying to type. Oh Sweet Jesus.

     
  • At July 01, 2007 2:06 PM, Blogger kirby said…

    I hear and have obeyed.

     

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