I was never really good at tag

Except for TV tag*, because I watched a lot of TV.

I have been tagged for three memes and therefore have some catching up to do. I’m going to try to spread them out a bit so as not to bore you all.

First up: Seven Random Things Meme from ScienceMama

1- Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog.
2- Share 7 random and or weird things about yourself.
3- Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
4- Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

Here goes:

1. I like to knit socks. This is my favorite past-time during seminars and meetings. I’ve been doing it for so long, people don’t even look twice anymore. Knitting helps me pay attention. I know that seems counter-intuitive but it’s true. It’s like it keeps the fidgety part of my brain occupied so that the rest of my brain can focus on what’s going on. Also, if the talk is boring, I don’t fall asleep because I have something to occupy me. I knit socks because they are small and easy to carry around.

2. I asked for a microscope for Christmas every year when I was a kid and never got one. My family was not big into the educational gifts. I also asked for ice skates and the Barbie mansion and never got those either.

3. My worst grade in college was in cell biology. I got a C-. It was one of those dreadful classes where all of the points are from tests and the tests are multiple choice and each question has five blanks in it and you have to get all five right to get one point. I kicked ass in my molecular biology class the next year where all of the questions on the tests were essay questions. Still I think it’s ironic that my worst grade was in cell biology and here I am, a cell biologist. Life can be funny.

4. My favorite color is blue. Most of my clothes are blue, my furniture is mostly blue, my bed linens are blue. I have this fear that one day I’ll wake up and decide I hate blue and then be stuck with an entire blue lifestyle.

5. I got my first email account when I was a sophomore in college. Prior to that, I had only heard of the internet, I had never actually come in contact with it. This was back in the olden days, before Google even existed.

6. I collect Christmas ornaments. They are my favorite souvenir. They’re small and don’t sit around collecting dust. Pretty soon, though, I’m going to have to start putting up two Christmas trees in order to have a place to hang each of them.

7. I was a cheerleader in high school. I even went to cheerleading camp.** We were not terribly athletic cheerleaders–no gravity-defying acrobatics–but we did wear short skirts and had pom-poms and used “spirit fingers” and got up in front of people and tried to get them to shout where they were from and what they wanted (“WHERE’ ‘RE YA’ FROM???” “[HOMETOWN]!” “WHAT D’ YA’ WANT???” “A VICTORY!“) and other bubbly, insane things.

And now, the difficult part. I have to tag others. I hate this part. Okay, here goes:


*TV tag was like regular tag except that if the person who was “it” got close to you, you could call out the name of a TV show and sit down for a short period of time and be “safe.” It had to be a show that no one else had named yet.

**Cheerleading camp consisted of 4 days of excruciating cheerfulness while being taught cheers, jumps, stunts, pyramids, and dances by the official NCA cheerleaders. The cheerfulness was necessary because we all wanted to earn The Spirit Stick and you can’t win The Spirit Stick if you don’t have spirit, right?! Everything we did, and I do mean everything, got turned into a cheer. If the instructors told us to move back, then the crowd as one would start shouting “Move-back, Move-back” *clap, clap* “Move-back, Move-back.” It was not for the faint of heart or the “spirit”-ually weak. I think it would likely drive most people to justifiable homicide. It was also the most physically demanding thing I have ever done in my life and I do not say that lightly. My entire body hurt when I went to bed at night and I thought I would die when I got out of bed each morning. And still, we would smile and be perky so as to win The Spirit Stick. I think we may have been sick in the head.


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