I spent fifteen years – grew up, actually – in the North of England. Apart from, perhaps, Finland, there are few places on earth that see so little of the heaven’s rays. Our exercise bike, maybe. This is what a good day looks like where I’m from:
It’s quite possible this has shaped my mood and disposition. I’m quite upset that the northeastern United States has so little rain; on a rare wet day, we found ourselves in a cute British teashop, speaking to the owner about the weather and feeling homesick. I find myself counting down the days to that odd day in Autumn when I can drive to work with the window down, breathing in the heady scent of damp and wet leaves, the first chill on the wind.
So, it’s quite surprising, and not a little weird, that I’ve been nominated for the – wait for it – Sunshine Award by a good friend of mine! Apparently, my recent bouts of photo-posting has brought some sunshine into her life. I tried to say I didn’t mean it, but it seems to have done her good, so I’m leaving it.
Now, of course, I have to do all that awardy-type stuff that goes along with this and dying-cat chain emails. Now, Elyn didn’t particularly set any questions or weird-fact stuff for me, so – heh heh – I get to make up my own. Watch out.
Seven (or other) weird things you probably didn’t want to know about me:
1. I always wear black.
2. My wife, who buys my clothes, doesn’t know this.
3. I know far too much about Star Trek.
4. I’ve been to twelve countries. I never lived in any of the good ones.
5. I like to borrow things. I don’t like giving them back.
6. I love Disney movies, but don’t tell anyone.
7. I’m an excellent cook. My kitchen doesn’t know this, and continually foils me.
Ooh, and then there’s some questions…
Seven (or other) questions I have to answer snarkily:
1. Why do you blog?
Beats me. If you find out, let me know.
2. Did you always know you wanted to be a writer?
Yes. I just didn’t know I’d ever actually do it. I always figured I could get away with just feeling really, really bad about not writing anything, and then be famous after I died. Much of that sentence is still true.
3. What is your favorite form of entertainment?
Lying on the floor with my head positioned precisely halfway between two perfectly placed speakers with my eyes closed in the dark or on a cloudy day listening to a brand new album by Opeth.
4. What do you hate?
Hate is such a strong word; there are things I’m not comfortable with, but for the most part I feel like I’m pretty tolerant.
I hate British sausages. And the British who make them.
That sort of answers everything.
6. Do you remember that episode of The Outer Limits when it came on in the middle of the day when you thought it was going to be Scooby Doo and it started with a news report that we had received a signal from outer space, and it was the first definitive contact with aliens in history, and the world was going crazy and every single news channel was exclusively reporting this event, and that’s why Scooby Doo was interrupted…and you believed it?
7. What would be your perfect day?
8. Will there be seven questions in this award questionnaire?
And now, the ever-so-prickly issue of nominating other blogs. As with my previous (and only other) award, I really can’t bring myself to single out any particular blogger to suffer the fate of a sunshine award, so I will again direct your attention to the list of links at the bottom of this page: these people represent some of the finest blogging I’ve come across, and many have become good friends. Who needs Freshly Pressed?