While I was reading the entire Internet last night, I discovered that it is National Delurking Week. A week when all people everywhere comment on blogs.
Not so into commenting on blogs?
Believe me, I understand. It’s a slippery slope. But to help you help celebrate this incredibly important holiday (I think it’s right up there with Talk Like a Pirate Day, which is HUGE around here), I’ve come up with some ideas for you. Plus, you could totally win something. (Keep reading.)
Don’t know what to say?
Do what Sweetney suggested. Reveal the best movie you saw in 2006. Or the best book you read. Or the best music you purchased. Or the best grand scheme you plotted. Or something.
Or, here’s another idea. The other day, Kim asked me to share six weird things about myself. I said, okay. Here’s my list.
Six weird things about me.
1. When I was little, I thought there was a good chance I could grow up to be a Martian.
2. I often concoct random and inaccurate stories to answer personal questions asked by strangers on planes.
3. Cats completely freak me out.
4. Frozen food sections at grocery stores make me sneeze.
5. I literally cannot say no to any kid selling something. So I sometimes do crazy things to avoid Girl Scouts.
6. I know the words to Elvis songs that I didn’t know existed (as proven by a stint in the ICU, when I was knocked out, borderline unconscious, yet singing the correct lyrics to random Elvis songs.) (My first concert: Elvis. I was 4.)
So, there you go. And by all means, feel free to share your favorite weird thing(s) about yourself. I mean if you can’t tell us, well then, who is it that cares? Really.
Still not interested?
Well, I just realized, I’ve been Quesoing now for six months. A six month celebration of cheese. And to thank you for lurking, reading, commenting, telling your friends and quesoing right along with me, I give you the chance to win some Darlybird.
Just comment with a name, any name, it doesn’t even have to be your own name, and the Hurricane will pick a random winner to win this dandy Stationery Folio from Darlybird. Celebrating six months of the writing, the comments, the smorgasbord, and the party that is the Queso.
Cheers.
*Photos from Shutterstock and Darlybird.
Don't give up hope on the Martian thing, there's still a chance.
I am ROFL about talk like a pirate day. ARGH!
I am experienced at random commenting and blog commenting, so lucky me!Law Boy's birthday is the same day as National Talk Like a Pirate Day, so that is a BIG holiday with him. Yesterday was National Dance Day, so I shook my booty accordingly.GcQ, you also gave human identities to trees, coined the catchphrases "the plot ickens" and "Cangapalooza", and participated in sorority rush. Vive ls Weirdness!My weirdness?! Please! Not enough time or space available.Happy Wednesday!
ooo, i'm so glad i checked your blog today! i love darlybird, too. hurricane, will you pick me? after all, i had to evacuate to Dallas when you arrived.
Oh, snap. SZ stole my thunder regarding International (not just "National") Talk Like a Pirate Day! It is a big day for me indeed.I once got kicked out of a Motley Crue/Whitesnake concert…does that count?
No, Anon (AKA Law Boy) that does not count. Unless the weird part is that you ATTENDED a Whitesnake/Motley Crue concert. Sigh. I know, I know…"it was the 80s"…
since you asked… let's see, something weird about me? there's not enough room in this comment box… but how about something not-normal, counter-cultural…while on tuesdays and thursdays i may walk thru the hallowed halls of academia (at your alma mater, no less) and talk theology, Hebrew, Greek and other lofty things… the rest of the week is filled with storytimes at the local library, trips to have lunch at the Waco Zoo or the local park, playing with Play-Doh, Little People, or even My Little Ponies; i've even been known to do a little hopscotch, brush and braid hair, and occassionally paint fingernails; sometimes i watch Little Einsteins or Curious George.i'm a rarely-seen-in-captivity, seldom domesticated, wild and carefree… full-time Stay-At-Home-Dad. my own "tornado" Janae turns 4 next month. she's my joy. enjoy the time with the Hurricane while you have it cuz you'll blink and it'll be gone.
I ran out of toothpaste yesterday morning. Instead of going to the store and buying more, I'm just chewing Wrigley's Spearmint. Chock another one up to laziness. I'm getting low on shampoo, and I'm not sure what I'm going to do when that runs out. The Hurricane RULES!! YEAH!!!
6 month old cheese is totally the best. It turns from stinky to mellow or sharp. Or smokey. Wow…this is a bad analogy.Oh and number 2? I totally do that!You are so my friend. Let's have cake.
My weird thing. . . I cannot eat hot fruit. I love fruit pie. Cold fruit pie. Even just room temperature pie. But straight out of the overn. NO GO.Also, I love Darlybird. Such gorgeous stuff.
Okay, I'll delurk.
I know someone else who is completely freaked out by cats. I'm exactly the opposite: from the time I was a small child, the sight of a cat has made me reach out my hands hand squeal, "Kitty!"
Okay, sorry about my past lurking.Commenting here!!Oh, and weirdness about me?! Hmmm, so, SO much.How 'bout: When my dad was a musician in Las Vegas in the '70s he used to let my sister and me see the shows he played by getting us either back stage or upstairs in one of the light booths. I saw Doc Severensen, Lola Falana, John Davidson, Steve Lawrence & Edie Gorme, and Liberace.Yeah, if I were male I'd for SURE be gay now.
You are so nice to play. Thanks.I'm (seriously)convinced that my middle child is in fact a martian, maybe you're related. Talk like a pirate day?! Awesome. I so want that Darlybird! Hurricane, I've got cookies! Pick me. Pick me.
Let's see … I met my husband through a personal ad. In 1996. Before it was cool. It ran in a newspaper, not on the Internet.Plus, in dog years, my body is 40, despite the fact that I am 35.Can I have the pretty paper now?
Delurking with wierdness about me. When I was a little girl, I thought boys could have girl parts and girls could have boy parts and I was just lucky that I got a vagina instead of a penis.Darlybird rocks — pick me!!!!
Hi. Delurking. One weird thing, hmm? How to decide on just one…I think my dog's feet smell like corn chips, and I like it, and I married a descendant of Edgar Allen Poe.Hey, that was fun. I should delurk more often.
arrrgh maytey. You totally posted weird things about yourself to avoid being tagged, didn't you.I have a lurker from Maine. I think it's my brother.
The thing that Big A points out as my oddest flaw: There is an article that I ripped out of Sports Illustrated and hung on my fridge. Even though I read it every day, I still cry.
If you want to win the love of the 'Cane: Starbucks. Just the cups. Or a digital camera.I trust him to be completely fair and honest, so I don't mind giving away his known weak spots. He is too smart to be taken in by my flattery!
Congrats on 6 months of blogging. Doesn't it feel like 6 years? Did for me anyway!p.s. my favorite movie is Clue.
#1: I love that photo!#2: MOTR, I love Clue, too!
I used to bite my toenails off when I was a kid. Yeah, instead of clipping them.That's weird, right?
Weird thing about me? I've been sitting here for several minutes and can't come up with anything remotely interesting. Yeah, I'm THAT boring.Does that still qualify me for the pretty prize?
Ummm… I'll say anything for Darlybird. Have you heard the song from Veggies Tales " We are the pirates that don't do anything." That is what you should sing, on talk like a pirate day, in a pirate voice of course…Yay for cheese.
Oh, I forgot to put the weird thing up. I can list all the presidents of the United States in 7 seconds. That is how I passed my 12 grade history test, after flunking it b/c I didn't show up. I later went on to earn two degrees in History.My number one comfort food is peanut butter toast with parmasean or Romano cheese on top, grated. Do I win because mine has to do with cheese?
Delurking here. . .Something people would be shocked to find out about me? I'm a Dental Hygienist. . . . and I don't floss. Call the teeth police.Fun!!
Swag from Darlybird? Sweet.So many weird things in my life. Like the sock closet. Too many kids and no one wanted to match up sock pairs, so all socks got dumped in the sock closet as they came out of the laundry. It was up to each kid to come up with a functional pair from the closet as needed.Hooray for 6 months of blogging!
Any name?My mother wanted to name me Quigley Rani. Thank God my father stopped her.
Love your blog…thanks to DesignMom for showing me the way. Who can resist cheese, afterall?
Congrats on your anniversary.
bek… I officially have that song in my head. THANKS.
Weird thing about me: I can't yell. When I raise my voice above a certain decibel level, it cracks and gives up.psst: pick me, pick me!
oooh, I love cute paper!
I love your blog and I really want to sit next to you on a plane. (One of my weirds was how like to I talk to strangers.)p.s. I can speak to the joys of delurking–thanks for your yummy soup recipe!p.p.s. I love darlybird!
Just adding to your de-lurking comments! Congrats on six months, GCQ!!
I'm sort of afraid to delurk and reveal myself but I guess I'll go ahead and just chime in with a random comment – an album recommendation. Definitely check out The Hold Steady – "Boys and Girls in America." Wow, that wasn't so hard after all.
I am so jealous that you saw Elvis and impressed that you know Elvis lyrics….at weird times.
I have this thing about birds. I'm totally scared of them. I may have been dive bombed (is that a word?) one too many times or something.Congrats on your anniversary. I love your personality and wit.
One weird thing about me: I prefer to read about TV shows than to actually watch them. I get too impatient to sit still.Yay for six months!
dude, i comment anyways. i am weird like that (hey, two birds with one, well, let's just leave violence out of it)
When I was a little girl I was somehow convinced that I was older than my brother even though I knew he was born first.
Oooh! Delurking! Delurking!!
Delurking. I like anything con queso. You have blog con queso.Therefore, I like you.
a party? some conversation? and a GIFT?! you are the best hostess EVER. happy 6 months con queso! i heart you.weird stuff? me? psssh. actually, i'll take my cue from your own list. when i was little, i thought spontaneous combustion was a genuine threat. it petrified me.also, i hate having my eyebrows rubbed the wrong way. makes me jump out of my skin.re: darlybird. hey hurricane! look at this shiny thing i'm waving in your general direction. no no. over here! yeah — look at this! you can HAVE it! Aunt Upside Up loves you sweetie.
OOOhhh am I too late? I love your site, and you've led me to DesignMom, who I also adore. Thanks for the blog!
George, Bob, Lisa, Mary… you said say any name… Design Mom led me here, and I have to say your shop has some amazing stuff!
I'm freaked out by squirrels, icebergs and really anything in the water – though I love to swim.
Delurking here. Happy six month anniversary!
HI!! Another delurker. I just want to say I LOVE your recipes. And my weird thing…. I break out in a serious looking rash when I get nervouse (or drink) You should see my wedding pictures–I look like a leper!!!
Hmmm…something weird about me….Not until I was 14 did I realize that my grandpa's wife was actually my step-grandmother. I always called her Elisa (her name) and thought that she was my grandfather's maid.That story definitely deserves a folio from Darlybird!
What a beautiful prize! Thanks GcQ!
Fine. I am a Darlybird Whore. And my daughter likes to tongue-kiss the puppy and it makes me vomit EVERY TIME. Which is why she likes to do it.