I noticed that my last post didn’t look right in Chrome. No idea why, since it looked fine in the 3 other browsers I tried. I will see what I can do. I think it has to do with the numbering which unfortunately for you, this post has a lot of numbers.
So today we are going to mix things up (and face it, this blog is pretty darn mixed up already). I am going to tell more stuff about me, and then I am going to ask some questions of you. For your answers feel free to tweet them, comment on the blog, or email me at email@example.com. I can feel the excitement already, or maybe that is just the frayed power cord I am standing on.
1. My Granddad on my Dad’s side was a civil engineer. My Dad was an electrical engineer, so it doesn’t come as a shock that I ended up as a mechanical engineer. I originally thought of being a civil engineer, but I am a poor drafter, and back in the day you needed to be able to do that if you were going to be a civil engineer. I picked what I thought was the next closest profession without any real idea of what a mechanical engineer does. I am still not entirely sure.
2. Remember to warm up before you aqua run. It is just like actual running in the fact you don’t walk out the door and go full bore (or even 7/8th bore). This isn’t new fact about me, but I thought I would throw it in since I know a couple of people who are injured and are aqua running.
3. No lie– I accidentally set myself on fire in college and was sober at the time it happened. I was using a blow torch (raise your hand if you think someone should be fired for letting ME have an operational blow torch–you can all put your hands down now) and the sparks caught my jeans on fire. You really haven’t lived until someone has come up to you and said “Excuse me, your pants are on fire.” I was able to kick the fire out before too much damage was done (well ignoring the damage to my self esteem).
4. There was a software system at work we were purchasing, and I was the project manager assigned to the project. It was for audience response for training classes and I hated the project. So I gave the project a name that the acronym that spelled out ARSE. I spelled out the full name in status reports and nobody ever figured it out. Sticking it to the man!
5. My running has been increasingly frustrating in the last month. The difference between what I think I can do, and what I can actually do is growing. I realize my knee is the problem, but it is frustrating anyway.
6. A New York Times metro reporter is following Abby and The Pig .This beats the NATO General that follows me in the odd followers category. No I have no idea why a metro reporter would be interested in a DC pig or a dog from Ottawa.
Pig with another of my InkNBurn Shirts. Just putting a picture in for the pig lovers out there (OK, that is most of you). Maybe a metro reporter is interested…
NOW FOR YOUR PART
1. Despite my recent selfie explosion (and FYI if you use your computer to look at Instagram I kinda had one already here. Of course that was back in the day when I had 20 followers and most of them were just being polite by not unfollowing. Anyway, there is a question in here somewhere. I wasn’t thinking of changing my twitter or blog AVIs, but any thoughts if I should put a real picture in either profile?
2. OK, who is from Burlington, Vermont? Although I don’t know all the DC area people who visit the site, I generally have a pretty good idea of the ones elsewhere (doesn’t take a genius to figure out who is from Vaudreuil-Dorion). I am just curious since Burlington has overtaken Ottawa for number 3 on hits on my blog (get it in gear Ottawa).
Top 10 cities that should have something better to do than read this blog
3. So who is the oddest follower that you have (excluding me)?
Kim Campbell was the first (and only so far) female Prime Minister of Canada. She was only Prime Minster from June 25, 1993 to November 4, 1993. She is also the only Prime Minister born in British Columbia and she never actually sat in Parliament as Prime Minister (this was due to the summer recess and fall elections (and for my US readers—you thought our Congress took big breaks)).