The Tag Stops Here

So Keefieboy decided to tag me. Big deal. Ole chap (well, he's older than me!) doesn't know I'm the quintessential rebel and tags don't make no difficuns ta me.

So I'll respond to his tag just 'coz, and I shall not re-tag others. The tag stops here. If you're desperate to be tagged, figure out how to contact me and I'll tag you but you gotta say "tag me please". What can I say? Tag - you're it! ? What a load of hooey.

So here's the tag (just 'coz I, as others, secretly enjoy revealing more about me but I, unlike others, am iconoclastic enuff to stop it at that.):

Four jobs I’ve had:

None.
I don't have jobs, never have, never will. Ask any boss who's ever tried to have me on the carpet.

Four movies I can watch over and over:

None.

I, and MOVIES? You have to be OUT OF YOUR MIND. Theatre rules!

Four places I’ve lived:

Not counting Pune, none. Dubai wasn't a place to live, it was a place to come in contact with goofs (gooves?) who tag you ten years down the line. Cyberspace has never counted anyway.

Four TV shows I like:

Eh? TV? Whazzat?

No, really... whazzat? itty-bitty people making itty-bitty jokes? Yes, I've watched Seinfeld, but "like"? Hardly!

Four places I’ve vacationed:

Goa. Yeah, that's where I've vacationed. Apart from that...um.... does Scout Camp count? So what if it does? Never been on one anyway.

Four of my favorite dishes:

1. Liquid
2. Liquid
3. Liquid
4. Liquid

And damn you, Keefie, for dropping the flag and spelling it "favorite".

Four sites I visit daily:

I SHOULD be able to answer this.. okay, let's see, there's yahoo! Mail and gmail and Ryze. That's three. Just another one to go. Okay, I'm gone.

Four Books I’ve Read This Year:

None. This is FEBRUARY, for Chrissake! You expect me to read four books in two months?! Maybe you do, but I don't!

Four bloggers I’m going to tag with this:

1. None
2. None
3. None
4. None

Do you really think I know four bloggers?

Deepak