Random facts meme
I was tagged by Nicole to do this meme (and then actually forgot - I keep forgetting things lately for some reason). So I'll get the 'rules' out of the way first too:
1. Link to the person who ‘tagged’ you!
2. Post the rules on your blog!
3. List 6 random facts about yourself!
4. Tag 6 people at the end of your post!
5. Let each person know they have been tagged by commenting on their blog!
6. Let the tagger know the entry is posted on your blog!
6 random facts about me:
1. I wrote my first car off, rolling it at high speed off a bend I never made, after some involuntary stunt-driving, when the accelerator cable jammed at full throttle on the open road.
2. There's something wrong with my little finger, on both hands, which I was to have fixed as a teenager but never got around to. Now it's just my freak show party trick kind of thing.
3. I've inserted microchips into over 500 hundred brushtail possums, 200 rufous bettongs, and about 100 rock-wallabies, with the scars to prove it, and helped trap wombats in the snow and in central Queensland, koalas at the Gold Coast, mahogany gliders in far north Queensland, radio-track bridled nail-tailed wallabies in the middle of absolutely nowhere ... And I'm the Alison Payne who took these photos (second page) of a water snowflake (in the process of putting together that and eleven other fact sheets).
4. When I was ten years old I was given a stuffed koala in yellow corduroy overalls. I don't know why but I really took to it (him) and carried him everywhere, sometimes wrapped in a blanket, for a year or so - about five years after everyone else had left-off such things. (Unfortunately this sparked a general interest in koala things, such that for years after that I was given some really kitsch presents, simply because they had koalas on them. I'm slowly getting rid of them.)
5. In 2001 I spent a month at L'Abri in Switzerland and had the time of my life.
6. For all I think I am robust and fit and healthy, and loathe and detest any form of female hysteria (screaming, swooning and the like), I have this embarassing habit of fainting, not during blood tests, but about five minutes later when I think I've made it and have left the building and set off somewhere else. And once I was on a field trip with a legendary fellow from the Queensland Parks and Wildlife Service, to collect blood samples from a newly described rock-wallaby for DNA testing, which I'd done in the past just fine, when, in the middle of bleeding an animal, without any warning, I passed out and fell off the verandah. I came around in the arms of this fellow, to my extreme embarrassment - then got up and did the next rock-wallaby. I don't know why this happens.
I'm going to tag Simone, Ben, Sophie, Bonnie, Bec, George (to try and share these things around - and since I am emailing this in from work, where I can't access blogs, I'll do rules 5 and 6 later).