Thursday, February 9, 2006

Born in Taxes, moving to Whales

  • I would like to point out that I do not actually use the word "bonkers." Beyond that, this BBC Wales news story pretty much sums me up at the moment.
    Here's the story again in Welsh. I appear to have been completely overlooked by BBC Russia*, however.
    My quoted use of "bonkers" comes from the press release that the BBC released about me the other day. The release also incorrectly states that I am 30 years old; I don't turn 30 until March 20. The press office ran the release by me before issuing it, but I didn't draw attention to these things because even though I am a big girl's blouse, I am not that much of a big girl's blouse.
    I'll also add that I did not choose that picture of the child bride and me. I foolishly gave the reporter a link to my Flickr page and told her to "feel free" to grab a picture from there. How was I to know she would go for the picture of me looking like a scuzzy Ukrainian pirate?

  • The story links to this blog, so I saw page views quadruple today and my inbox was full of notes from well-wishers and a guy who wants to sell me a kilt. I suppose that if you made kilts, you would feel that a kilt is the perfect self-reward for all occasions: Congratulations on teaching yourself Welsh! You deserve a kilt!
    New job? Get yourself a kilt.
    Lost weight? Fit into a new kilt.
    Getting married? Say "I do" to a kilt.
    Actually, now that I think about it, I can't think of a situation that would not be made better with a kilt.

  • It's interesting and mildly unnerving how things seem to happen in groups -- when things go bad, they tend to go bad all at once. Right now, though, a number of things seem to be going alright for me. I'm happy.
    I feel uncomfortable when things are going my way. It leaves me waiting for something crappy to happen, which is not a good way to feel shortly after having submitted student loan application forms. Fortunately, I am fighting a cold at the moment -- I have that to cling to. I'm thinking of going for an extra-long run tonight to keep myself sick. Stay away from me bad karma.

    *I can't stop laughing at the woman in this BBC Russia story. Apparently, she, too, just sent them a link to her Flickr page.

    heatherfeather said...

    heh - scuzzy ukrainian pirate...

    i think that perhaps losing your dog in a tragic railyard accident might not be improved by a new kilt.

    i don't know for sure as i've never had that happen, nor had anyone offer to sell me a kilt for the occasion.

    Bethgun said...

    Let me just say thank you for any fringe benefits your fame is bringing me...the article appears to have doubled my blog traffic (which amounts to 4 visitors instead of 2, but hey, that's good for me!) I'm proud to count the Sara Groves of Wales among my acquaintances.

    Anonymous said...

    Whoa. Shit man, that's big time. Congrats again on getting the chance to get outta Nutouse Central, aka The United States of NSA, while they're still letting us go.

    Me Over Here said...

    Wow, that's really exciting! Congratulations...not only on moving to Wales, but learning the language. Those words just seem really hard to pronounce!

    Anonymous said...

    Well done you! You put me to shame, I've been at it 5 years ( in Wales) and still not too confident! Good luck in your studies and your new language

    OldHorsetailSnake said...

    I thought you only had to wear a kilt if you were a Scot. Don't tell me the Welsh do that, too.

    Huw said...

    I can only imagine how exciting it is to have your very own BBC News Page, regardless of the scuzzy factor. My mother will be ever so excited.