Random Facts on Me

OK, I promised Barbara I would do the meme she tagged me with called “Eight Random Facts/Habits”. Here are the rules, taken from Barbara’s blog:

1. I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.
2. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

Let’s get started:

1. I was born in Preston, Oriente, Cuba, in the same hospital where Raul Castro was born, and at about the same time. (Could the babies have been switched?)

2. The little toes on each of my feet “stick up”. These are called “hammer toes” and they kept me out of the U.S. Navy. “With toes like those, son, you wouldn’t be able to wear the Navy’s shoes.”

3. I quit smoking cigarettes on May 14, 1957, when I crumpled up my last pack of Winstons and threw it in a trash container at the M.I.T. Lincoln Laboratory where I was working at the time. I had prepared myself months in advance through a kind of self-hypnosis. For “manipulative satisfaction” I switched to cigars but soon dropped them because of the coughing and sputtering they invoked in me.

4. At the age of four I bit my paternal grandfather on the arm. He was carrying me around and I didn’t like the smell of his upper arm, so I bit it. This annoyed him, and my mother screamed, “Why did you bite Grandpa?”

5. I’ve been wearing eyeglasses for as long as I can remember. I was often unaware of style changes. “Why is that man wearing 1950’s style glasses in 1980?” I didn’t know.

6. I use one of those Braun Oral-B ProfessionalCare Electric Toothbrushes once a day. I like the two minute timer, divided into the four 30 second increments. My hygienest says I’m doing a good job on my teeth but I don’t tell her I use the instrument only once a day. It probably doen’t matter.

7. The high point of my career was in 1970-72 when we had a “post” at PhilipsGloeilampenFabriken (if I’ve spelled that right), or Philips Lamp Research Lab, in Eindhoven, The Netherlands. My 5-year old daughter Kate learned Dutch like a pro and once said to me, “Don’t try to speak Dutch to me, Dad!”

8. I’ve never seen a purple cow and I never hope to see one, but this I will say anyhow, I’d rather see than be one!

OK, now comes the problem. Who can I tag? I don’t know eight bloggers well enough, and the ones I do know have already been tagged for this meme by Barbara. So I’ll have to think about this one…….and come back later?

  1. Joyce Hopewell’s avatar

    Hi Marde – you made me laugh with your 8 randoms. Barbara tagged me too and you’ve encouraged me to write my 8 randoms up, even though, like you, I don’t know 8 people to pass the tag on to!

  2. Mardé’s avatar

    Ah, very good, Joyce. That’s what I was hoping to do — invoke some laughter. In fact, I found myself laughing at myself for what I wrote! Thanks for your comment and your laughing. Good luck in writing your 8 randoms.

    Glad you sympathize with me on the dilemma of finding 8 friends — among the 200 million or so that are on the Internet?? Guess it’s just that it’s hard to know where to begin with 200 million people!

  3. barbara’s avatar

    Hi Mardé,
    Thank you for participating :smile:
    You did tickle my funny bone; well done !

    I see that I’am not the only blogger that has has eyesight problems since an early age.
    Maybe we should form a club. Ha !
    And, you stopped smoking by hypnosis ?!Since 1957, that’s a long time.Congrats to you for holding on !

    See you again soon & take care 😉

  4. Mardé’s avatar

    Thanks, Barbara, for turning me on to this. And Yes! A half-blind club? My right eye is not in good shape and I may have to have a cataract removed one of these days. “Why is that man squinty at his computer monitor??” Well, it’s not that bad, but it’s getting there. On smoking, I don’t even think of it anymore. But it was a tough year or two at first. I never relapsed though. Glad I was able to tickle your funny bone with those randoms. There’re all true too!

    Take care and thanks again for commenting on my responses. :smile:

  5. SleepyLaKate’s avatar

    Ya, Dad, there’s a purple cow in the field on South High Street.. if you squint your good eye towards the north when the sun is just in the right place in the sky, you’ll see her. Just thought you’d like to know. 😆

  6. Mardé’s avatar

    A purple cow? Off South High Street? Sun in just the right place? Now I’ll be blind in one eye and won’t be able to see out of the other! Never thought I’d be done in by a purple cow. Gadzooks! I’d better not drive up South High Street, if I can help it.
    😯

  7. chris davis’s avatar

    Thanks for the laughs, Mardy!
    I didn’t get a single word of the stuff you wrote just before the tag-thing, however, blog lingo to me is like your Dutch when you tried it with your daughter…

  8. Mardé’s avatar

    Well, I have to admit, Chris, that I don’t fully understand the blog lingo myself, or in fact, blogging itself, if it is to be a medium of communication rather than just a navel-gazing exercise. But my hope is to communicate with more people. This takes time. Do I have enough? And how about the people I’m already communicating with? Why not deepen contact rather than widen it? Is there time enough to do both? Maybe my confusion in motivation comes from my not wanting to make money on my blog?

    These are just my random thoughts at this moment in time among the random facts on me.
    😆

  9. Mardé’s avatar

    This comment is from MorganLighter. It got misconstrued as spam by Akismet. Akismet doesn’t make many mistakes, but it did here. I should have marked it as Not Spam and then NOT deleted the Spam so that Akismet would “learn”. Sorry, Morganlighter, I’ll know better next time, and thanks for your fun comment below!

    Marde – I enjoyed the big “8?. And your poem at the end, I used to say that to my children – the author? …Thornton Burgess.

    Want another-

    Once there was an elephant who thought he was a telephant,
    No, I mean once there was an elephone who thought he was a telephone.
    Gee I’m not certain quite that even now I’ve got it right.
    It seems he got his trunk entangled in a telephunk,
    and them more he tried to get it free, louder buzzed the telephee.
    I think I’d better end this song of the elehop and the telephong.

    Ciao

  10. Danielle’s avatar

    I was tagged by lovely Barbara as well. I don’t know what it is about being young and our reasonings. Biting your grandpa just makes me smile.

    Glad to see you posting again.

    Wishing health, balance and joy to you and yours.

  11. Mardé’s avatar

    Thanks very much for your comment, Danielle. Being young is a great privilege which slips away often without our notice. That’s because in spirit we seem to stay young; it’s the body that goes the other way. Mine gets real tired at times when my spirit is feeling young and vigorous. Of course, at the age of four, we are often overcome with infantile omnipotence, even to the extent sometimes of biting our own grandpas! Little do we know at the time what’s in store for us in life. But I wax too philosophical on this fine summer’s day.

    Thank you for your wishes of health, balance and joy. I wish the same to you and yours.

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