I don't write my own stories.
I dictate them and my assistant types them out for me. Sometimes, he even adds plot twists and details when I'm not paying attention. All the great stuff in any of my stories was probably not my idea or doing. Credit should most likely be given to Rooney, my American Bulldog. Here's proof...
He's bored in this pic, but that's because he's tired of merfolk and selkie tales. He wants a werebulldog story. I keep vetoing that idea. Sorry, Roo.Continuing the theme of sharing things, I got tagged in a meme by Taryn Tyler (Taliesin).
I haven't done one of these in a long time, and since Taryn rhymes with Karen I felt obligated to participate. so here we go...
Are you a rutabaga?
No, but I do like Rutabaga pie.
When was the last time you ate lion meat?
Never. However, I did eat one of those massive "turkey" legs at Disney World once and I'm convinced no turkey could ever get that big. So it could have been a lion, and if so, I feel awful about it. No one should eat the king of the jungle.
Upload a heartwarming picture of something that makes you smile.
See above pic of Rooney.
If you could go back in time and kick the crap out of someone, who would it be?
My list is LONG. I can only pick one? Wait, no, violence is bad. And changing events of the past can cause cataclysmic damage in the present and/or future. (But okay, maybe Hitler. I'll take my chances on altering the universe if I could spare so many from torture and pain.)
Name one habit that makes other people plot your demise.
My sarcastic sense of humor. Most people interpret this as me being a you-know-what, but I swear I'm not. I just hung out with a lot of sarcastic people growing up, so it's an instilled social behavior that runs very deep.
What song would you like to be playing while you are kicking the crap out of someone?
What's up with the violence questions? I'd want What a Wonderful World by Louie Armstrong. The positive message and feeling would cancel out the negativity of the event and keep me in a ninja zenlike state of mind. (Picture it, me beating the crap out of Hitler in slow motion while the following plays...The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky, Are also on the faces, of people going by. I see friends shaking hands, sayin', "How do you do?" They're really sayin', "I love you."
*big grin*
Where da muffin top at?
The top of my jeans. I've been eating way too much cake lately.
Describe yourself using obscure Latin words.
Fortunatus- fortunate, lucky, happy
Why does evil exist?
So that good can defeat it.
What the chiz are you thinking right now?
That I'm running late. And that I thought it was schiz, not chiz. But who am I to question the spelling?
Have a great week! xo
LOL. You're right. No one should eat lion.
ReplyDeleteHere's another YAY for your book. =)
Awwww Rooney. He is so cute. <3
ReplyDeleteYou know, I try to get Lucykitten to type up the stories as I dictate, but she's a master at walking over the laptop without hitting any of the keys. She makes it clear which one of us is the slave in this relationship.
I don't actually know what a rutabaga is.
@Alexandra: Rutabagas are the most disgusting edible plant parts ever to be dug out of the ground by apparently desperate Scandinavians. They are also the torture tool of choice for Southern moms trying to teach their children who is boss at the dinner table. I'm assuming that Karen may have confused this with rhubarb, which is a much better choice for pie filling since they probably don't taste like a rotten turnip. If I could go back in time, I would kick the crap out of the guy that decided it was a good idea to can these things.
ReplyDeleteOMG Rooney is adorable!
ReplyDeleteNo, Scott. I did not confuse rutabaga and rhubarb.
ReplyDeleteTell Suz, to make the pie for you sometime. It's delicious. ;)
http://www.vegetariantimes.com/recipes/8592
I believe the correct spelling is: shizz. ;)
ReplyDeleteAlso, Rooney is looking so good and healthy. How's he doing?
Hugs,
Lola
Lola,
ReplyDeleteHe's doing awesome. Thanks for asking, So far it looks like the surgery and chemo worked. Except he does snore a lot louder. I think it's a side effect but I don't mind. ;)
"why does evil exist? so that good can defeat it." ♥ ♥ ♥
ReplyDeleteI stand corrected :) You'll have to forgive the reflex--my only experience with the rutabaga was as an indescribable canned mush. I should blame that on my mom, not the vegetable...
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear that Rooney is doing well.
Sorry, but the image of you laying the ass-whoopin on Hitler to show tunes has me thinking HIT SERIES!
ReplyDeleteAwww! I love this post so much.
ReplyDeleteI seriously never get tired of seeing Rooney. He's one of those animals that just brightens up your day. My auntie has a dog named Midnight that is so responsive to humans that sometimes I forget he's an animal. You could almost have a full-blown conversation with him. He has his own doggy language that only a few of us can understand.
Wish there was a retweet button somewhere.:)
Love the pic of your dog! I credit a lot of what I do to my animals as well. It's also great to see how good he looks. What a relief that he's doing better. Awesome post!
ReplyDeleteHow fantastic that Rooney is feeling good enough to get some writing done!
ReplyDeleteI'm in love with Rooney. So adorable.
ReplyDeleteAnd you make me laugh - between yours and Sara's posts today, I'm having a hilarious rainy Saturday afternoon. That and my kids are always entertaining. :)
Have a great weekend!
You crack me up. I'll have the mental picture of you beating up Hitler to the sounds of Louis Armstrong all day long. :)
ReplyDeleteThis as hilarious!!!! Karen you rock!!! As does your awesome bulldog. Maybe to keep him from getting bored a short story of his choice is in order :)
ReplyDeleteSo funny. I think you and I might be sisters from another mother. I'm very sarcastic too. And it for sure isn't everyone's cup of tea.
ReplyDeleteHahahahaaa, this is hilarious!
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