I’ve just been tagged for a meme. The ever gracious Grandad at Headrambles has tagged me so of course I will oblige.
Here are the rules of the Meme:
Post on your blog . . .
+ Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog.
+ Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself.
+ Tag 7 random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.
+ Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
That’s all there’s to it . . .
Oh and have fun.
Now for the facts:
1. I used to be a tree hugging hippie. I thought that property was theft, cars and mobile phones were devices of the Devil and I used to facilitate interactive ecological programmes for children at Sonairte, the National Ecology Centre. My, how all that has changed since venturing back in to the world of IT. I’m now a gun toting, petrol guzzling, gadget using capitalist swine.
2. A band I drummed with came 2nd in the Carling/Hot Press Irish Band of the Year Competition for two years running.
3. I will never do a bungie or a parachute jump. I’m not scared of heights, I just don’t want to jump from one attached to a giant knicker elastic or a silk table cloth. I am Mad JackMcMad not Psychosomatic Addict Insane JackMcMad.
4. I find that coming up with 7 weird facts about myself is a little more difficult than what I though it would be. I have done it before and can’t remember what I put down.
5. For a local Graffiti Art Festival I appeared on stage semi-naked and played the guitar while one of the exhibiting artists spray painted me.
6. I had completely forgotton about fact 5 until last Thursday when the bass player of the band reminded me.
7. I walk so fast that sometimes I trip over my own feet. The reason is that my feet are moving faster than the speed of light so that they travel back in time and are not where I expect them to be.
The Magnificent Unfortunate Seven.
1. Why not right back at Grandad and pass this to his very funny daughter k8 the gr8 at Cackaloo.
2. Here’s to you Galwaywegian at The Galway Growl
3. You’re up CardioGirl at 19% Body Fat 100% Fun
4. One for the Road is next.
5. Lets have, all the way from Australia, Baino at Baino’s Banter.
6. Jesus, coming up with seven blogs is more difficult than coming up with seven facts about myself so I think I’ll leave it there.
Enjoy
21 responses so far ↓
Grannymar // December 10, 2007 at 1:14 pm
No 6 should be interesting!
Grandad // December 10, 2007 at 3:08 pm
Yes! You have memed Jesus?
It’s not easy, is it?
JackMcMad // December 10, 2007 at 3:11 pm
Well, if I get a reply, I will eat all my Richard Dawkins books.
cardiogirl // December 10, 2007 at 5:25 pm
Hey! How fun, thanks!
Do you have an Irish slang word for a great gal? I found “Gallery” to mean a fun person. Is that correct? I’m trying to impress Claire, one of my commenters over at my pad who is from Ireland.
But I don’t want her to know I’m cheating by asking an Irishman. So if you can drop me a clue, I would appreciate it and I’m excited to meme tomorrow!
p.s. I bet Jesus is working on his meme as we speak. He’s probably wondering how much he should reveal.
JackMcMad // December 10, 2007 at 7:33 pm
Thanks CardioGirl, the phrase for ‘great girl’ in the Irish Language is ‘cailín iontach’ pronounced coll-een een-tock. Cailín is the irish word for girl. Hopes this helps.
Jesus // December 10, 2007 at 7:44 pm
There youse all are now. Jesus here. McMad sent me a meme but forgot to link my site. Here are the seven facts about me.
1. My name’s not Jesus. Do you really think that GOD would name his only son after a South American coffee farmer?
2. I was a very traditional Jew, my name is Yitsak .
3. When I was being crucified, I did not call Peter over and say ‘Peter, I can see your house from here.’
4. John The Baptist (Yeah, like that was his real second name) broke my favourite dradle when we were kids so I stole his Action Man.
5. I did not raise Lazarus from the dead, I merely shook him from a drunken slumber.
6. Despite what you might have heard recently, myself and Mary Magdelene were just good friends
7. Following on from point 6, I do not have any children, well, none that I know of anyway.
McMad, you’re going to Hell for this one!
cardiogirl // December 10, 2007 at 8:14 pm
I’ll see you in Hell, McMad. I already have my hand basket decorated and ready to go
JackMcMad // December 10, 2007 at 10:05 pm
Well, there you have it.
**Munch, Crunch** and other general sounds of Richard Dawkins books being eaten.
Cardiogirl: 19% body fat 100% fun » The splendid seven also known as More useless information // December 11, 2007 at 11:05 am
[...] recently met JackMcMad via Bock the Robber. Both of them are Irish gents. And since I’ve been having so much fun [...]
clairec23 // December 11, 2007 at 1:49 pm
Cardiogirl! You big cheater!! lmao
Baino // December 11, 2007 at 7:49 pm
Ah thanks Jack. I’ll post it today. Can’t beat Jesus tho and I bet he did say ‘I can see my house from here!’
cardiogirl // December 11, 2007 at 9:40 pm
Umm, Claire. This is so … awkward. I didn’t expect to see you here.
He means nothing to me. I was just using him for Irish slang. You know you’re my number one Irish blogger.
(puts hand up to mouth and whispers to Jack) Ignore this, you know I’m here for your content.
K8 // December 12, 2007 at 12:14 pm
May the fleas of a thousand camels rest in your armpits.
JackMcMad // December 12, 2007 at 12:22 pm
Sorry K8, had I known you were going to give up the fags I wouldn’t have annoyed you with a meme. How did the PSV test go?
cardiogirl // December 12, 2007 at 2:26 pm
I have to know Jack: does “give up the fags” mean quit smoking?
Cause it doesn’t mean that here in the States. I’m not quite sure what “give up the fags” would mean here … perhaps something involving law enforcement and San Francisco.
Not sure, and I definitely need a translation. Thanks in advance.
JackMcMad // December 12, 2007 at 2:39 pm
Heh heh heh.
‘THIS IS THE POLICE. GIVE UP THE FAGS AND COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!!!’
Heh heh heh.
It does indeed mean give up cigarettes. I have heard (I don’t know how true it is and I can’t find anything on Snopes) that the word FAGS came from the aid packs sent to soldiers in WWII. Cigarettes were wrapped up and stamped with F.A.G.S (For A Good Soldier). I don’t know how true this is and I’m a bit too sick to research it properly.
I’m sure some readers will have other ideas?
cardiogirl // December 12, 2007 at 2:57 pm
Okay, I did a cursory search in which no one could really explain how the term “faggot” which initially meant, in England, a bundle of sticks. It also meant the unused end of a cigarette and then evolved into the entire cigarette.
From there it gets dicey on how it jumped the pond to America to mean a homosexual man. There was also a citation that it referred to a younger classman who had to cater, like a butler, to an older classman. But it had no sexual connotation in England, once again.
Then I found this bit o’ info, and I found it surprising, because I read The Sun Also Rises and I don’t remember this line:
Ernest Hemingway, in The Sun Also Rises (1926), included the line, “You’re a hell of a good guy, and I’m fonder of you than anybody on earth. I couldn’t tell you that in New York. It’d mean I was a faggot.”
cardiogirl // December 12, 2007 at 2:58 pm
Oops, I hit submit before proofing. Meant to say, no one can provide a solid answer on how that term came to mean what it does in the US.
JackMcMad // December 12, 2007 at 3:23 pm
WOW, lightning quick research there! I knew what faggots were but I still don’t know how they managed to travel across the pond and mean something else totally.
We must write a song, like that tune Tom-ate-o, tomatoe thing.
You say ‘potato’
I say ‘Spud’
You say ‘Cell phone’
I say ‘Mobile’
You say ‘Side Walk’
I say ‘Footpath’
I’m sure with a bit of work I can find some that rhyme…..
EmptyHead // December 12, 2007 at 3:45 pm
Willie Wordsworth’s having a right oul laugh now.
JackMcMad // December 12, 2007 at 3:46 pm
Shut yer hole!