Tag, Tag, Tag…
Okay, but just this once
Since I never do memes like Cam Beck’s 4 x 4 Meme, like Naomi Dunford’s “I Never Called It a Meme,” Meme, or like Brian Yerkes’ “Business Cards of Bloggers” Meme, I’ll play, just this once twice thrice. But only because Brett, whom I adore, got the ball rolling, then Ellen, whose call is irresistable, said hey, and my pal Matt, who calls ‘em like he sees ‘em while visiting Rogue Ink, tapped me on the shoulder again. Is this a hint? If y’all don’t think I’m revealing enough of myself all around the Internet, well, Janice knows that I did my share of revealing before the ‘net came along.
With all that link love, if you can read the paragraph above you win a prize.
8 Things
Since James Lipton is never going to have me on Inside the Actors’ Studio, I’ll start with three questions I’d love to be asked by him:
1. What turns you on, creatively, spiritually, or emotionally?
People who love their kids (Happy Mother’s Day, everyone!); suits/well-dressed people generally; great writing; ambition; a sharp sense of humor; scent; art; foreign accents; intelligence (not necessarily in that order)
2. What turns you off, creatively, spiritually, or emotionally?
Dumbing down; bad grammar; condescension; “letting yourself go”; prejudice; cigarette smoke; violence in life or on-screen; meanness
3. What professions other than your own would you like to attempt?
Acting; genealogy; long-haul truck driving; professional miniature crafting
And the rest:
4. I love rain. Walking in it, listening to it, the scent of a rainy day… I’ve even written bad poetry about rain. Some of my poems have been published—none of the ones that were about rain.
5. I share my birthday with Rod Stewart, and I love love love that fact.
6. My nickname was “Tigger,” for a short time as a teen, because I’m (sing it…) bouncy-bouncy-bouncy-bouncy, fun-fun-fun-fun-fun! No kidding. I hate when people call me “Kel,” or frankly any nickname. “Tigger” was quashed rather quickly, though I still love the reason for it.
7. People whose work I adore: (use your favorite search engine ‘cuz I am just not providing a link to each one)
Ken Burns
Leslie Cabarga
Ivan Chermayeff and Tom Geismar
Bob Geldof
Cedric Gibbons
Tricia Guild
Al Gore
Jim Henson
Katherine Hepburn
Steve Jobs
Betsey Johnson
David McCullough
Hattie McDaniel
Kevin McHale
Barnett Newman
Michael Osborne
Andrea Palladio
Robert Parrish
Gordon Ramsay
Zandra Rhodes
Fred Rogers
Mark Rothko
John Saladino
Franz Schubert
Carlos Segura
Kiki Smith
Stephen Starr
Adam Tihany
Robert Venturi and Denise Scott Brown
Bennett and Judie Weinstock
Vicente Wolf
What do they all have in common? Determination. Vision.
8. I am photo-phobic, meaning I avoid having my picture taken like it’s torture, which it is for me. I have an aunt with the same phobia. Even when I’m trying to get a good shot I’m impatient and probably impossible. I think it shows…



The shoes couldn’t make faces.
That’s it. Though most of my pinstriped suit is still on me (see legs, above), I think we’ve gotten plenty personal today. No more tag for a while, okay? I’m all worn out.
Though I’d love to come up with 24 people to tag, for the three times I got hit, there are only three who I’d really like to hear from. I’ll call it one for each hit. I don’t know if any of them will come and play, so here goes:
Amy, Write From Home
Charlie, Ignite Living
Paul, Idea Sandbox
Tag, guys. If you feel like getting a little frivolous, you’re it! Here’s the rules, stolen from Brett’s blog:
1. Each player starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People who are tagged, write a blog post about their own 8 random things, and post these rules.
3. At the end of your post you need to tag 8 people (oops!) and include their names.
4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment and tell them they’ve been tagged, and to read your blog.
Grow and be well,
Kelly Erickson












11 May 2008, 7:20 am
You love the rain? It’s wet, Kelly. Hm. Harry likes the rain too, I think.
I like the smell of spring. Mud, damp, green, fresh, growing. Favorite smell ever. (It’s related to rain.)
And I was almost a truck driver. Had the ride, had the apprenticeship, had the forms, had everything… just never did it. I wish I had. (Oops. That’s a “one day” right there.)
When I hit the photos, I nearly laughed. So *that’s* what you meant… My favorites:
1, 2, 5, 8, 9, 10. You pull off that flat, get-out-of-my-yard look wonderfully. It reminds me of the movies, when there’s a woman living alone on some farm and she’s bitter and wary, and a stranger just happens to be nearby.
“Get out of my yard.” The woman shakes out the shirt and hangs it on the line, barely glancing at the stranger.
“It’s a nice yard.” Stranger is intrigued. Harsh lady is attractive. “I sure could use something to wet my throat…”
“I bet you could.” Harsh lady is not impressed. She shakes out another shirt viciously. Stranger better run.
Stranger is stupid and charming. Harsh ladies don’t scare him. He takes another step closer. “I sure could… and that yard could use a good mower.” He hitches his chin at the long grass. Smart man. Stranger knows what harsh lady needs.
Harsh lady pauses. She looks at her lawn. She looks at stranger. You can *see* the wheels turning.
She caves. But she’s still tough and wears the pants around here. “Mower’s in the shed,” she mutters, tight-lipped.
Ah, I have it - you remind me of Meryl Streep in the Bridges of Madison County.
(I obviously need to write more, don’t I. It’s leaking into my comments.)
11 May 2008, 7:34 am
James,
You need to write more right here.
You nearly laughed? I pull from 350 photos and you nearly laugh? Oy, I didn’t try hard enough.
Harsh lady knows what she needs, too. Don’t be fooled.
Hope that post-it sticks…
Regards,
Kelly
11 May 2008, 7:40 am
Wait.
Harsh? I’m supposed to be insulted there.
Capricorn. “I was born in the winter and cooled by a warm heart.”
11 May 2008, 8:00 am
Aw, shucks… (I adore you too)
Happy Mother’s Day, my friend!
I love your list, especially #4 (we have a screened-in porch on the back of our house, and one of my favourite things to do is sit out there in the rain).
I like your #11 photo best
but I like all of them.
Hope you have a wonderful day.
-Brett
11 May 2008, 10:18 am
Kelly
Wow…your alternate professions pretty much cover the whole gamut of jobs!
I can just picture you in a baseball cap and a flannel shirt, eating the greasy $3.99 Cardiac Special at the Truck Stop, talking to your trucker buddies about crafting miniatures!
You pictures make me LOL because that’s exactly what I do. Make faces.
Since I was a kid, Dad and/or Mom insisted on taking photos of everything. Instead of just snapping a photo candidly, they’d point and wait and wait and wait….
I would get so fed up I’d make faces.
40 years later, I’m still doing it.
Dont’ ever change, Kelly.
11 May 2008, 10:19 am
Happy Mother’s Day Kelly!!!
You’re entirely too creative and wonderful, harsh or no…I’m hoping you get EXACTLY what you need…:) Good to see some of my favs on your list, …another rain lover here…
I send you big hugs and plenty of puddles to play in.
Jan
11 May 2008, 11:13 am
Your forgot “What…is your favorite curse word?” Might not be appropriate here, though, huh?
I used to love the rain, when I lived in Denver and it was something of a novelty. Now I live in Michigan and it’s lost some of its charm.
I’m creatively turned on by near-misses. I get pretty fired up when I read or watch something that could’ve been awesome, if only… Then I work it out, and usually use some of it in something later.
The profession I would attempt: Mythbuster. Those guys have the coolest job in the world.
Thanks for playing, Kelly! You shared some stuff. I love the pics–bonus points for creative visual aides!
11 May 2008, 11:26 am
@ Friar - Yeah, that’s what she looks like. Real. Down to earth. No fuck around Charlie Brown, as us Quebecers frequently say.
@ Kelly - That’s a very good look to have. I’ll take baseball cap, truck-drivin’, harsh lady with a warm heart any day over exotic and beautiful. Nice to look at, but nothing real about it.
And I laughed because I hadn’t realized how you’d integrate new photos into your site.
*post-it still working… don’t bank on it working forever….*
11 May 2008, 11:42 am
“You shared some stuff.” “You shared some stuff”? Let’s try “You shared some fun stuff.”
[sigh]
11 May 2008, 1:17 pm
Hey Kel - I did mine. Don’t get too excited. It’s not as impressive as yours. Nor are 350 pictures involved. Ever.
*passes the imaginary OCD drugs*
Say, are you Jewish? I honestly couldn’t care less either way — I’m a half-breed myself — but I’ve been debating with a friend over whether non-Jews say “Oy.” So… do they? I live to be right. Except when James is around.
11 May 2008, 1:52 pm
P.S., I realize now that it was probably rude to call you “Kel” after you specifically said you don’t like it. SO, in case it wasn’t clear, I was trying to be funny — not piss you off.
11 May 2008, 5:40 pm
James,
You ever drive a big rig? My brother-in-law has for years, one time I said, “what’s it like to drive it?”
He threw me the keys… no trailer, of course. What a blast!
Sooooo easy to drive.
11 May 2008, 5:49 pm
Go out for Mother’s Day, come back to a delightful avalanche!
Brett,
In the end I like the sidebar photo best (it’s not in the rejects-montage), but I was tempted by #11. I’m trying the shoes as a gravatar, but it’s probably too detailed so I may redo. Personally, I like the hair-up #9 best but not on a business blog, eh? It’s really torture for me, so I get goofy easily. Or, I get goofy easily, so it’s really torture for me? No, I know the fear is first. The goofy is to keep from running away.
Friar,
I LOVE long drives, and truckers get paid to do it, what could be cooler? I’ve driven the U-Haul 24-footer a few times, that’s wimpy I’m sure, but it made me feel like it would be neat.
Do they have to dress like ick? If that’s a guild requirement then it’s right out. Ask Amy.
Janice,
Thanks so much. *splash*
You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you get what you need. Good, ‘cuz it’s a tall order to get exactly what I want…
Matt,
Not my fav question that he asks, although Robin Williams *killed* me when he answered it. NO, I won’t tell you what he said. Very funny.
If I had to answer it, the eff word works fine for most purposes.
James,
Exotic and beautiful sounds pretty good… not my lot, I guess.
How about “damn, you look good”? (I blushed for a half an hour.) Thanks. I am.
Hehehe.
Lord, unless you’re Derek Jeter on the way to the stadium, no grownup should wear a baseball cap. Smash that image. It’s the stain that keeps me from leaving Harry for you.
Amy,
If anybody’s got cajones that are brassier than mine, it’s you. I got the Kel joke. Never do it again, chick.
That shoot probably totalled more pix than there have ever been taken of me in my entire life, and I got one lousy sidebar photo and a joke out of it. I arrogantly admit that I’m better in person, or I humbly admit these pix stink. Read it how you like.
Long ago, I worked as a live-in nanny for a Jewish family. I can clean your house for Pesach or kvetch (my favorite Yiddish word, goodness know why) with the best of them. Oy, can I. I guess I don’t think about it, it’s been part of me for so long.
FLYNN, Kelly Anne. No, I don’t come by “oy” naturally.
It is hard to live to be right when Monsieur Chartrand is around, but we can live to be the tiny thorn that keeps him from sleeping too well as he becomes too big for his britches, can’t we?
(Do they say “too big for your britches” in Canada?)
Thanks, all. I spent the day at Longwood Gardens with my delightful little person, as we do every year on Mama’s Day, and I come back to all these sweet comments. Nice.
Regards,
Kelly
11 May 2008, 6:05 pm
I like your pictures.
Oh, and I thought you’d told me you were Irish. But I’m half Irish. So ya never know. Drunk folks hook up, marry, breed. And a whole new kind of crazy is born.
P.S., Looks like you got some stalkers finally. I know you asked Santa for some. Good for you, KELLY. Hehe.
(Disclaimer: I will continue to call you Kel. But not to be mean. Simply because I have a SIL I call Kel, and I will probably forget you hate it. Just remind me with your fist a few times, and it’ll sink in eventually. In addition to CRS (can’t remember shit) I also have SLS (slow learner syndrome). I blame my parents.
11 May 2008, 6:23 pm
Amy,
Thanks, really. I did my best with the pix, and the new sidebar photo suits me fine.
My stalkers rock. Happy to have them.
And scrapers! I didn’t ask Santa for those, and so far I can’t get rid of them. Grr, grrrr.
Santa Baby clearly misheard what I did whisper in his ear…
Disclaimer: I will try to grit my teeth privately if you call me Kel, because I have VLF (very long fuse). This has in the past served me quite badly, as I too often put up with too much.
For you, darlin’, anything, as I know you don’t mean harm by it. But yeah, I hate it.
As to CRS… what was I going to say?

Going off to read your post now.
Until later,
Kelly
11 May 2008, 6:24 pm
Kelly,
The one you chose is definitely good, I also like #2 (seriously, a nice photo of you).
Go with the shoes, if they work. I actually thought about doing that too as a gravatar (my feet, in my toe shoes). The one I have is probably too small.
We can be partners in footwear…
-Brett
11 May 2008, 6:49 pm
Brett,
I liked it at an inch, but at gravatar-sized it is tough to discern. (See my comments at Friar’s blog for the only time shoes on a 5′10″ woman will ever look small. Who else is using gravatars right now… I can’t remember. It’ll be the hot thing James is kvetching about next… “I can’t comment on your blog, ‘cuz my forearm doesn’t show up in a little box on TypePad.” Hehe.)
Thanks.
Until later,
Kelly
12 May 2008, 9:24 am
You’re as bad as me trying to get a good shot! At least your pictures turn out better.
Thanks for playing along. We all know who to thank for this.
I want to be in the Actor’s Studio, too. I am seriously, dramatically excellent. Don’t want to live in Hollywood though.
Happy Belated Mother’s Day. I gotta another link for ya, but you don’t have to do anything with this one. Isn’t that nice? I hope you got some nice rest on Mother’s Day.
12 May 2008, 3:27 pm
Ellen,
Thanks! That’s what we have kids for: to get good photos for the scrapbooks. Mine is a real beauty, so the scrapbook is gorgeous.
Yeah, I used to do a lot of acting in college and earlier, but like ball players who realize they’d better read a few books in college, I started to doubt I had the fire in the belly for going all the way with acting and I did not want to be waitressing and waiting, so I moved on. I know myself too well for Hollywood to change me, but I likely won’t be testing that theory so it’s easy for me to say!

Loved your post today. Creative children definitely are a wonderful gift.
Thanks for the tag!
Regards,
Kelly
13 May 2008, 3:07 am
Well, Kelly, I didn’t think I’d enjoy this as much as I did. My response post is up so go check it out.
It was great to get to know you a bit better through this little game. I might have to start doing these more often.
Thanks for the tag!
Take care,
Charlie
13 May 2008, 6:45 am
Charlie,
It’s a great list and I’m just tickled that you did it. I know the neatest people!
I promise not to be the cause of your having to do these more often.
People who’ve read me around here and in comments elsewhere know quite a bit anyway, but other than the half of my life I keep private there is just not one more thing to say!
Until later,
Kelly
14 May 2008, 6:10 pm
A nice way to invite your readers a little closer, I think we all appreciate the honor (honesty+humor=honor) you show here.
Also wanted to note that photos #4 (if eyes were open) and #5 show very good facial structure, they’re both good angles for you. But I’m partial to the shoe-shot — can’t see spectators often enough.
And you DO know cool peeps; the links intro’d me to new sites, thanks.
14 May 2008, 6:21 pm
GirlPie,
“Very good facial structure”—what a neat compliment! Thanks!
Oh, yes, cool shoes and cool peeps. That’s me.
My peeps broaden my horizons and keep me smiling. Who could ask for anything more?
Regards,
Kelly