Angelle and I are back with another vlog to answer your burning questions from our #AskMeStuff posts. Topics include reptiles in the mouth, which Frozen character we are, and my deepest darkest fear. I don’t remember why, but I think I also go off on a tangent about how creepy and awkward I am on Google+.
Questions came from Jennie Saia, Rarasaur, and Barb Taub. It’s never too late to sneak a question in, so if you have one, feel free to #AskMeStuff.
If you’re not a fan of watching my face make noises, then you can check out my brand spankin’ new “About” page. I’ve procrastinated on it for the last 6 months but signed up for a free “Peek” user test where a random person recorded themselves accessing my blog and intuitively navigating through it. The video is here if you’re curious (you can also sign up to get your own free review). The guy was NOT a fan of my old “About” page, which said something like “I promise to write something here soon, very soon. For real.” Little did he know that actually revealed everything you’ll ever really need to know about me.
How would YOU have answered the questions from the vlog? What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever put in your mouth? Are you afraid of anything, and does it hold you back?
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Haha! You were all over this one, I must have reverse-Time-Zoned you!
Not complaining. You have SO MANY eager commenters it’s really rather an achievement. At least, I’m taking it as such.
That is pretty impressive! 😉
I don’t even know what Google Plus is. Google normal is fine for me. Angelle, you paid $400 for a Pucci dress? Did it have psychedelic colors and shapes? Why don’t you know how to swim, Aussa? Hakuna matata is not an appropriate response from a stranger taking you snorkeling. You think Jeffrey Dahmer said that to his victims?
Haha Kerbey, you crack me up. Google+ is YET ANOTHER social networking site. I don’t know. It seems like there are people on there but maybe they aren’t real humans. It’s a mystery but I will continue to plod away and talk to the handful of people who talk back.
I edited out the part where I talked about my brothers teaching me about tidal waves while we were at our condo in the summers… I had many sleepless nights, waiting for a wave to snuff out all the boat lights on the horizon.
And oh my gosh! So many people in Kenya say “Hakuna Matata” about EVERYTHING! It’s amazing/hilarious/mildly frustrating.
I’m scared of snakes. And lizards. Especially lizards in my mouth. And I guess I’m scared of snorkeling, too. But at least I can swim. 😉
Your about page looks great!
Thanks Carrie! I don’t know why the whole “About” page thing was so intimidating to me! And I’m just glad I didn’t have some sort of fear reaction that caused me to bite down when the lizard landed in my mouth.
Sick.
I have to go curl up in the fetal position now.
Yeaaaah these have become a ‘thing’ 🙂 I kind of like that, though. But learning to swim would be good, otherwise I can imagine (with your luck) next thing we know there’ll be some freak flash-flood and you’ll be stranded on the roof of your car somewhere, G+ing your heart out for someone to rescue you cos you can’t get yourself to dry ground…
Right?!?! I was actually caught in a flash flood last summer when we were up in the mountains. The entire road washed out and the sirens were going off and our phones were buzzing and I was like “WHAT IS THIS MADNESS???” I literally ran for higher ground while we were walking down a row of shops.
That was before Google+ so I just facebook’d it 😉
*giggling* Oh good grief 😀
Weirdest thing I’ve ever put in my mouth? Casey Cavilier…hands down.
And I’m terrified of open water and dentists. Scuba diving with a dentist…worst thing that could ever happen…EVER.
Hahahahaha wait– I had to google this. You’re saying you had some musician in your mouth? OoLaLa…
Open water YES. Seriously. Have you read/seen “Life of Pi?”
TRIGGER ALERT: anxiety anxiety anxiety
One of the twins threw up in my mouth when he was an infant. Trust me, I’d much rather my answer was a lizard.
I read this comment earlier and I had to just shut my laptop and walk away for a while. That’s got to be one of the worst things I’ve ever heard.
You’re welcome. Nothing better than kissing one of your infant boys and having THAT happen instead.
Side note: Formula tastes just as nasty as it smells….
Bleh I’m still not sure if that makes it better or worse than breast milk…
I don’t know. I’ve never had the privilege to try breast milk.
Yep, it must have been quite an underwater view that you were tempted to snorkel while forgetting you couldn’t swim. That’s hilarious Aussa. And then, of course, that a reptile should jump into your mouth. It must have seen an opening it identified as a small cave – HA!- says something about how much it was open. Bwahahaha!
The Vlog was great Aussa! The editing was much better and you guys (especially you) stay perfectly in the viewing area. Love the topics and your expressiveness really lends itself well to video. You guys are naturals at this.
Great China second hand store find. The last time I was there, I came upon a really neat lighter. It was a windproof gas powered lighter that was painted up with Mao murals and when you flipped up the lid, it started playing a song that had been written specifically for Mao’s birthday. (They told me that but I looked it up anyway and it was so.) It worked great, even in the rain, but the music was very loud, so I kept it in my pocket but used a Bic lighter to light my cigarettes. It was less than a year after 9/11 so security when flying was very strict and one of fthe rules (to my dismay) was that you could only bring one lighter on the plane. Security in China caught the lighter and told me of the rule. I gave them the Mao lighter and told them to keep it, but they refused to take such a pro-Mao object from me and instead demanded I keep it and give them my Bic. Sigh. What can you do? And I couldn’t find any Bic lighters in China so I ended up flying around China and then back home having to listen to ths loud Mao music everytime I lit a cigarette. I was popular with the local Chinese who all wanted to see the lighter everythime I lit up.
Thanks Paul! I’m learning 😉 And I love your comment about my mouth as a cave HAHAHA
That’s hilarious about the lighter! They wouldn’t take it? Awwww such dedication! 😉
Oh! And am I allowed to inquire as to what you were doing in China???
Believe it or not, I was doing an MBA and we had a team project that was worth a lot towards our final mark – it acted as our team thesis. It had to be a real business issue that we solved for either a Canadian business looking to expand onto another continent or an overseas business looking to come to Canada. Either way we were required to spend at least two weeks on the ground in another country – the US did not count. One of our 5 team members worked for a medical equipment mfg company here in Canada and they wanted a risk analysis done on the feasibility of setting up a radiation cancer treatment equipment production facility in China. They also wanted a template developed from this feasibility study so they could plug in data from any country and determine the risk profile and feasibility of investing in any country they wished. So we did that.
There were some really funny stories from this trip (we accidentally started a small demonstration in Tiananmen Sq.) especially as one of my responsibilities was “culture” Seemed logical to me that we should explore the night life (club) aspect and, of course, after hours clubs and their use in business deals (etc.) Ha! We did an impromptu interview with the owner of a brothel and a couple of his ladies. We paid them the going rate for their time and had an interpreter help us with the answers (for real – get your mind out of the gutter Aussa!) That was in Beijing and the day we were leaving for Shanghai, the brothel owner and about 4 of his ladies showed up at our hotel to wish us good-bye and give big hugs and cheers all around, The concierge and bellman at the hotel were furious (they were very proud of their establishment and this was blasphemous). All in the name of improvng cultural relations. Ha!
Sorry you asked? Ha!
That’s so interesting! It doesn’t sound like the MBA program I’ve got going on around here though– jealous! I’ll take any school/business trip that involves checking out the night life and brothel scene 😉 Having the pimp and his girls show up at your hotel to give you hugs really does sound like the sort of thing that would happen in China, I love it!
Now I’m that weirdo who spent 400 bucks on a vintage Pucci dress I never wear. I was frivolous ten years ago. I’m also super awesome with money.
Hahaha I love it. There are worse things to be known for… I started listing them but maybe there’s a future blog post in there so I stopped. BUAHA.
Sell it on ebay, might make a profit! Plus you already showed “her” (the store lady).
I know! I actually have been trying to unload it on a good friend so I can borrow it once in awhile
Once while running a trot-line with some buddies while on a camping trip, we discovered no one had brought a knife. Since we were some distance offshore and did not feel like paddling back to get a knife I just started biting in half the live perch we had for bait. We had a girl with us in the boat. I think she was disgusted by that, but it is only a theory.
All I can think of right now is the scene from LOTR where Smeagol is biting open fish and calling them “juicy sweeeeeet.” I imagine it was just like that. I can’t imagine why that girl would have been disgusted, not at all…
A lizard? Dear me, that’s terrible. I almost had a spider fly into my mouth last night. It was in the curtains when I spotted it and I decided to vacuum it up. My aim wasn’t quite on and the vacuum suctioned the curtain and at the same time, propelled him right past my lips. It was terrifying. I need therapy. It was actually more terrible than the time I drank a glass of peroxide-by mistake, I thought it was water.
No no no no no no I haven’t even finished reading past the first part where you thought it was going in your mouth. I have to collect myself.
Be brave, Aussa.
Okay.
Oh that’s so scary. I would have peed myself. It would have taken much more than a vacuum to clean up that mess.
You drank a glass of peroxide? I never say this to anyone, but…….*hugs*
Great vlog guys! as long as you can float you won’t drown, I hope LOL….and lizard in the mouth? ewww.
Jackie, that’s exactly what I tell myself! But then when the tide pulls me out to see because I can’t swim against it, I think that means that I drown.
Also, if someone is trying to rescue me and they’re like “just swim a little closer” and I’m like *splash splash paddle* “is that good enough?”
i will be disclosing in a blog about something odd i put into my mouth, and my fears are clowns and dentists. this has stopped me from joining the circus or pulling out people’s teeth. and i’m okay with that.
Oooh! When do you plan on posting it??? What a funny prompt for a blog post, but Jennie Saia is wise and must know that so many of us have quick answers to such a question.
I think those are very healthy fears that exist in order to keep you alive and not tortured. In other words, your line of human will carry on for a long time.
Just when you think you’re only getting started with these vlogs… it ends.
I.CRY.FOUL!!!
Ha! And I constantly worry that they’re way too long! The Boyfran thinks they ought to be shorter. Hmmm so hard to know. I could google it but *sigh* who has the time?
Boyfran don’t know what he’s talkin’ bout, Willis. He’s just scared he’ll END UP as vlog fodder.
Yes, there are things I’m TOTALLY afraid of – like answering, “what is the weirdest thing I’ve ever put in my mouth.”
Dude. Are you trying to get me thrown off WordPress? For shizzle?
I’ve been watching too much porn. I just came from Matt’s blog, where he drew a cartoon Easter bunny with paws that just looked like saggy boobs to me.
Haha! Blame it on your Sister Wife, Jennie!!! I could not believe that question, but I love it.
What? Saggy boobs? Where?
I’m like that on G+ too!!
It’s awesome for techo geeky stuff, not so good for the rest I find… It’s where I get my tech info mostly! And it’s full of geeks. Whovians all over. Which makes me happy =)
LOL @ lizard. I mean I love lizards, I’d love a iguana as a pet. Just not in my mouth.
Okay, I must find you and we can be awkward together!!!
I like geeks… but I’m probably not committed enough to fit into any truly devoted Geek colonies :-/
And I love lizards too!!! Always have. But having their feet in my mouth is just not what God created them for.
Yes! Hunt me down!
I’m unfortunately a wee bit of a geek. Not enough to be integrated into the Borg. Enough to know what’s going on and still rather talk about what Angelina Jolie got tattooed on her ass.
I can’t tell you what the weirdest thing I’ve put in my mouth because I have no idea what it was. It had the appearance of soup but the texture was snot and the flavor was sorta fermented, no it wasn’t natto.
I’m afraid of humiliation, to the extent of having to look away if someone is doing something to make a fool of themselves on a t.v. show. I can’t watch it.
Oh I know. Like American Idol? I feel physical pain for those people, I can’t handle it. I find it so so so horrible when they’re really bad but think they’re really good… but then this evil part of me enjoys it but MOSTLY I hate it.
I tend to try and rescue people who are humiliating themselves or being humiliated. This comes in the form of me knocking things over or (more likely) loudly interjecting some sort of random words so that I can try and draw the attention away like a sin eater.
A peyote button? Oh right, you said the weirdest thing not the most awful… OK once at a picnic I popped a cube of melon into my mouth without examining it closely enough and *surprise!* it was covered with ants; two of which I failed to be able to spit out and instead sneezed them out of my nose.
And things I’m afraid of besides the Roberts court? After my stroke when I was learning to walk again, I used to get panicked at open spaces I had to walk across and freeze up while crossing them. I’d have to walk to the nearest wall in little sideways steps with my heart racing and my blood pressure through the roof, but then I’d get to the wall and be OK as soon as I touched it. It held me back from doing things like crossing the street without assistance (which I’m still not good at). I have gotten a lot better since then, as of Tuesday it’s been six years.
The vlog was very entertaining and I hope you do more of them.
Oooh the ants! That reminds me of a basket of bread we were (trying) to eat in Vietnam (I think). My companions sent it back twice because it was covered in ants and eventually we just realized we’d have to pick them off ourselves. There was really no way to know how successful we were but it was Asia and you really have to compromise with your protein.
That’s intense about open spaces, Doug. I’ve never thought about that but it makes so much sense– the fear of not having something to help you, stabilize you, etc. A feeling of exposure. Six years, wow… I can’t imagine having to relearn to walk. That’s some incredible ass you have kicked.
Thank you. It’s been an adventure. I don’t recommend it. What I do recommend: getting your blood pressure checked at regular intervals.
And it has to be metaphorical ass only: I can’t ethically administer even such weak kicks as I am capable of to any ass that is down low enough for me to actually connect with it.
Oh, metaphorical ass kicking is always the ideal– and more badass– option.
How would YOU have answered the questions from the vlog?
I don’t know. If I was in a position to do a vlog about my blog, they probably wouldn’t be the same questions.
I was going to say I’m “jelly” about your blog design– especially the new About page, but, me being “jelly” is more like this scene from Santa Claus: The Movie:
Anya Claus: [Dooley is reading Twas The Night Before Christmas] What is it?
Santa Claus: It’s a poem. A poem about me. They say it’s a big hit.
Dooley: He had a broad face, and a little round belly that shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly.
Santa Claus: What was that? That last part.
Dooley: [reading with hesitation] He had a broad face.
Santa Claus: Yes. Go on.
Dooley: [continues reading with hesitation] And a little round belly that shook when he laughed like a bowl full of…
Santa Claus: Jelly.
Dooley: It’s… just a poem.
Santa Claus: [upset] Is that how they think I look?
Anya Claus: [struggling not to laugh] Well… The cookies.
Patch: It’s the cookies.
[the other elves snicker]
Haha! I’m pretty sure I’ve seen that movie but I don’t recall that line– hilarious!
Well… *coughs uncomfortably* it was in the theaters in 1985. You were, um, how old then? Not to mention I think it was a box office dud despite having John Lithgow and Dudley Moore in it.
I was conceived in the latter parts of 1985 😉
Well, that would explain some of your unfamiliarity with it. I am impressed, however, that you may have seen it.
It’s worth seeing just to see how badly the Brits can screw up American accents and scenarios for a change. For the record… I think we tend to fare worse than they do.
I love you. But I couldn’t hear what you were saying over the music. I think I’m going deaf. Maybe I had another page open??? Will try later!
Ha! Ha! I think I’ve had too much wine. Apparently I had a music page open. The song was, “I like it like that.” Euhhh! OK, will listen and watch tomorrow! Eep.
You are so funny!!! I was like… music, whaaa? I’ve had that happen to me though– I can’t stand when I open a page and music or a commercial starts playing. My heart stops/my bladder empties.
Worst thing ( that I’m going to own up to) that I put into my mouth has to be a vegetarian peanut butter sweet & sour. Date 30th August 1987. Location Penzance Cornwall England. The two bottles of tequila drunk the night before had nothing to do with the effects consequential to eating it.
Hey, that’s given me a question! Who’s the most famous person you have barffed on? My claim to fame is that I puked on the lead singer of 1980’s pop group Tears for Fears (not associated with the above story) And no public vomiting is not a regular habit!
Wow! Puking on famous people? I haven’t truly lived! This makes me want to listen to “Head over Heels.”
I’m not sure I’ve ever vomited on anyone other than myself… as I said, I’ve yet to truly live.
There’s time yet
The weirdest thing I ever put in my mouth was an eye. Probably a goat’s eye, but I’m not really sure. I was out in the Sahara Desert with some Bedouin as their guest and didn’t want to offend anybody … it turned out that I would have really upset them if I hadn’t eaten the eye, so I’m glad I did. Tasted like chicken … (joking – I don’t know what it tasted like because I just swallowed it!).
And, I can be afraid of lots of things. Doesn’t usually hold me back, though.
Oh my goodness. This turns my stomach. A body part that was once on the face of an animal and used to frolick about and evade prey… you ate that. I’m glad you just inhaled it and didn’t learn what it’s like to chomp down (would it pop? be juicy? rubbery? We will never know).
The things we do in order to respect other’s cultures…
I was really worried about the popping part – I definitely wasn’t going to take the chance!
I was riding my bike through the park once and a moth few right down my throat. It was such a precise hit that I can only assume it was a suicide mission. Perhaps his little mothy girlfriend broke his little mothy heart.
Waitaminute. Go back. Angelle…what was the appetizer? Because I had an appetizer in a Greek restaurant in Astoria, Queens, that looked and tasted similar to that and it was camel meat! How did that happen?! Camels aren’t indigenous to Greece, are they?
Aussa, what the hell happened to your phone. That’s so sad.
I haven’t seen Frozen but my bank account has been frozen. Does that count for anything?
I’m not a strong swimmer but I went into the Coast Guard was on a search and rescue team for about eight months until my secret was discovered. They yelled at me and made me become a legal clerk and court reporter. How lame is that?
That’s sad. I don’t want to eat camels, that’s like eating a horse and should only be done in some sort of blizzard/apocalyptic scenario.
I dropped my phone while the Boyfran and I were in Albuquerque a month or so ago! I thought I was sliding it into my handbag, but no. I just stood there and stared at it for a moment, like REALLY?!
I can’t believe you went into the Coast Guard knowing you weren’t a great swimmer– and that they managed to not notice. That’s troubling on two accounts. WAIT. What if you had been the person they’d sent to rescue me when I started drowning whilst snorkeling? I would have drug you down to Davey Jones’ Locker.
It was dried fish eggs or something a pretentious foodie eats and says is delicious.
Taramousala – fish egg mouse. Delicious
Wait a minute. Is that Johann commenting on the Peek user test??? That tricky Johann, playing all coy and shit.
Swimming is fun! You have to learn well. How are we going to skinny dip together under the moonlight?
Also, weirdest thing in my mouth? Fried grasshopper. Had to try it once. Had a crunchy smoky flavor. Not all that good.
I don’t know if I could eat a grasshopper… I feel like if I were in a foreign country and someone told me to, I would do it. Here in ‘Murica? Never. Cambodia? Probably.
One of the most magical things I’ve ever witnessed was actually from the window of a bus in Vietnam, as a woman walked around with a huge basket of roasted grasshoppers on her head and a guy snuck up to steal one and then pop it in his mouth with immense satisfaction. I felt like I shared a very private secret with him after that.
awesome… but you should have saved the lizard in the mouth story to the end… ha!
Haha! Was that the bait that got you to watch the video, Art? 😉
you had me at: what was the strangest thing you ever put in your mouth… HA!
Nice job on the vlog, Aussa! A lizard in your mouth…yuck. I ate a tequilla worm once, when I was dared by a boy I liked. The worm turned out to be better than him.
Oh yick! I remember seeing those long long ago… I forgot they existed. Yuck! He definitely sounds like a lower-than-worms sort of guy.
I saw your brain spinning and that giggle you had when Angelle asked the Q about the weirdest think you ever put in your mouth. I wondered what things that were running through your mind.
I do not get sucked into any social media except blogging. I hate fb and the twit. Although, I can get stuck on youtube on occasion. One video always leads to another. It’s like potato chips.
Am I afraid of anything that holds me back? Yep, lots of things, that’s why I live through your blog. To name one, I’m claustrophobic, and because of it I won’t fly. Which keeps me from places like Guatemala and Asia.
See, I think I need some sort of YouTube guidance, because I really don’t know how to navigate through there and watch anything valuable. Unless it’s uploaded by someone I know, I really have no clue what to watch on there.
And– hahahahahaha I don’t think you want to know what went through my mind on the vlog!
I can understand not wanting to fly– too bad Mexico is so dangerous, or you could travel to Central America by road 🙂
Well, I wondered what was going on in that red-head of yours, but really didn’t want to know. 😉
I did white-knuckle fly years ago, but I gave it up for lent one year and never went back. Heh. I’ve been to Cancun, Italy & Hawaii, and countless places across the continental US, but mostly drove to those.
I’ve had some interesting things in my mouth. I once ate Mountain’s Oysters which are cow balls. They were delish actually, but you can fry anything and dip it in ranch, and I’ll like it. I wouldn’t mind having Don Cheetle in my mouth – I mean as my life guard.
I’m on Google+. Poke me! Poke me!
Angelle makes Gucci sound like Coochy. Giggles a plenty with this one. You two are adorbs.
I think she was saying Pucci?! I assumed that was some sort of designer??? Something I haven’t heard of because I live under a rock and lack fancies??? Who knows.
And! Cow balls?!?! Bleh, I just don’t know. I really cannot think too much about what I’m eating in general or it totally grosses me out– even if it’s cereal or something and I think about the factory process and all those workers and machines and little bugs and… you’d really think I’d be skinnier because of this.
Haha…well it sounds like coochy when Angelle says “Pucci.” And I don’t know anything about the fancy stuff either.
Cow balls are good. I had to try them because they were on the menus at one of the restaurants where I worked. I try to never think about what goes into my food either because…gross.
You are beautiful…no need for skinnier. And I’m not a stalker, for the record.
Haha thanks for that reassurance there at the end 😉
Google+ is a grave yard where bloggers go to die. When Matt was very young, he agreed to try a raw oyster. That thing ricocheted out of his mouth. You two are silly. Enjoyed your vlog very much.
People always talk about oysters like they are some amazing delicacy and so delicious you can eat your weight in them– I’m not so sure I’m willing to test this theory. I mean.. aren’t they those slimy things I see washed up and dying out the side of seashells? Thanks, no thanks.
Holy shit,
watch out for the lizards, girlfriend!
Alternatively, I could also learn to just keep my mouth shut 😉
One thing I know, I’ve never had a lizard in my mouth, Aussa. I think you would love the water. It’s quite soothing, like being in a different plain or a different dimension. You must do it someday!
It’s always nice to know there are some things you can declare with absolute certainty– like a lack of reptiles in any of your orifices.
I do love the water, and want very much to be a mermaid. So I’m just waiting until that happens…….. then I’ll learn the swimming part with the added bonus of being able to breathe under water.
Aussa, we have this in common. I, too, want to breathe under water and be a mermaid!
There has to be a scientist out there somewhere who can make this happen!!!
Maybe it’s all the drugs talking…but you guys are freaking gorgeous! I love you guys, you know? (Okay, I’m not that drugged up). And I also sometimes think that I have been in a coma for my whole childhood and just made all the shit on my blog up too. How can all that stuff happen to one person? And I am not even close to being done.
Hahaha oh Maurnas we totally share that feeling, I think. I wasn’t sure if that remark about the coma was even discernible, I almost edited it out… but maybe it was meant for you, HA.
Enjoy those drugs. Safely, of course.
I laughed my ass off at it. Thanks for not editing it. The ‘s’ at the end of my name stands for ‘safely.’ But not really.
A lizard? We never worked with any live animals in science; there was no risk of the fetal pig jumping into my mouth. I did once eat a Snausage dog treat on a dare – does NOT taste like a hot dog. Yuck.
Ah! I much prefer living animals, I could NOT do the fetal pig. I’ll confess, I was totally that kid who was like “hard pass, thanks no thanks” when it came to cutting animals open. I watched way too many cartoons with talking animals to be able to handle that.
How many countries have you traveled to ( Angelle could answer this one as well). And how did you make yourself look so skinny in your blog picture on your home page?
17 countries. And I’ve gained weight since then– apparently that’s what happens when you stop going to the gym. Thanks for noticing.
Well you (now) look great. Your pic, though cute, was a bit anorexic.
I’m just glad that we learned again that the answer to boats is always YES!
Exactly! It’s like a recurring theme on this blog!
Maybe it can become your mission statement. You need one, you know.
Every single day I pick a show (GoT, or House of Cards usually, sometimes Sons of Anarchy) to watch for one hour while I’m on the treadmill. I realized while watching your vlog just now that I could easily watch you and Angelle for this hour! You guys are adorable and very addicting to watch. I think you should pick different people to “co-host” the Aussa show each week. It would be good for my fitness, too. So there’s that.
I have a fear of being shut inside something small, like a box or coffin. I don’t think this holds me back in life, except I don’t get to attend those awesome coffin parties.
Finally got to watch this vlog! It’s fabbo dabbo, there are going to be more right? Ooh and the About page is truly brilliant. It’s annoying if you’re checking out a blog you haven’t been to before, and you look at the About page but don’t get any sense of what it’s about. Your one totally encapsulates all of what you do here. I think I need to update mine.
I don’t get Google+, actually I don’t even know where it is. Sometimes I get an email saying that someone has added me to their Google+ group, or their circle, or whatever, or someone has shared something with me on there, and I just think, well that’s very nice ‘n all but I have no clue what you’re talking about.
Hahaha that’s so funny about Google+. I once “circled” REDdog because I had his email in my box and he immediately messaged me and was like “what is this? what does this mean?” My response was some sort of panicked I HAVE NO IDEA! But the more time I spend on there, the more interactions I get and the more fun stuff I find. It feels like a hybrid of fb and twitter– where you can interact with everyone (like twitter) but it’s in a full capacity (like facebook).
These are the best! Seriously….I always end up sitting here laughing like we are all out having drinks and chatting. Hmmm….maybe that sounded weird. 😉
Haha no, not at all! I’m trying to remember who it was who said they started talking back at the screen like it was a 3 way conversation. Buahaha love it. Wish that were somehow possible, hmmm
Your About page rocks!
Thanks Alarna! Maybe I can appease the disappointment of my reviewer 😉
You’re a gal of many, many talents. Aussa.
Well done – again!
Thank you sir!
Strangest thing I’ve ever put into my mouth. Hmmm. Well, there’s two actually. I have actually swallowed a rock and a quarter. The rock I have an excuse for. I was like four. The quarter on the other hand… not so much. I was twelve. My dog also licked my teeth a few weeks ago.
Hahahaha okay so I have to confess, I read this comment while I was traveling and it gave me a decent laugh. I cannot believe you swallowed a quarter… I’m not sure I want to know the ending of that story, though I find it fairly easy to imagine. *ouch*
Don’t worry. It all turned out okay in the end.