Comments on: Taggy Taggerson and The Tagbots

By: Kristen

Kristen — Sat, 15 Apr 2006 19:05:00 +0000

I hope you were able to get drunk! I haven’t been buzzin and happy in a while…you’re making me yearn LOL. BTW, I posted my 6 things- I was tagged by a few people- just wanted to let you know I’ve joined the fun!

By: Jezer

Jezer — Sat, 15 Apr 2006 16:18:00 +0000

See? You have the talent AND the fodder for some great novels. I, too, am stunned by #3.

Oh, and I completed my six, but alas, compared to this, it’s Snoozeville.

By: T.

T. — Sat, 15 Apr 2006 16:17:00 +0000

Mission accomplished. I would like to point out, however, my meme is no where as interesting as yours. You are a hard act to follow! Happy Easter.

By: MrsFortune

MrsFortune — Sat, 15 Apr 2006 02:29:00 +0000

Uh, yah, I’m with everyone else on #3, and it deserves much more than a comment!!! This is a fascinating meme.

By: SUEB0B

SUEB0B — Sat, 15 Apr 2006 01:44:00 +0000

Yes, I feel the same as bridgermama…but I am so glad I found your blog through your comment on MY blog!

Thanks!

By: Bridgermama

Bridgermama — Sat, 15 Apr 2006 00:21:00 +0000

My Meme seems so sad and boring now. How could I possible compete with the story about the Psycho Greek Freak?

By: Kristen

Kristen — Fri, 14 Apr 2006 19:28:00 +0000

I don’t think it’s weird to have only been in love once! I think that’s just how it is- you only fall in REAL love once. Oh, and I’m accepting the tagging, but I have to have some time to do it! It will be up tomorrow- I swear! LOL.

By: J's Mommy

J's Mommy — Fri, 14 Apr 2006 18:14:00 +0000

wow – sounds like your list could have been a lot longer. one day you’ll have to post more about your time spent in Greece with Creepy Creepopolous!

By: Her Bad Mother

Her Bad Mother — Fri, 14 Apr 2006 16:26:00 +0000

I guess that I’ll have to do a post about the Greece thing. It’s really not all that interesting – I wasn’t snatched off the street or anything, just the result of some bad decisions. I’d met Creepy Creepopolous in Amsterdam – wasn’t obviously creepy and anyway, I thought he was *gay* – and kept in touch over the following year. When I ended up between paying gigs the next summer, he said that he could get me a job on Naxos (where his family lived and ran a number of businesses, incuding the island radio station). When I got there, there was no job, my passport got locked away in the same room as the telephone, and I acquired a thuggy Greek ‘bodyguard’ who got between me and any and all English-speaking persons. Creepy declared his love and spent days insisting that I would really be happy living on Naxos rather than in Barcelona and that I just needed to give it a chance and refused to let me a) contact anybody, and b) leave. The lock-picking, window-leaping escape I noted above; I’ll save the descriptives for another day. Nothing happened to Creepy that I know of: the Greek authorities weren’t interested in anything other than ensuring that a ‘tourist’ be able to get off the island; Interpol couldn’t really do anything without the co-operation of the Greeks. I was told that it was almost certainly a sex-trade slavery thing, but I really think that Creepy was just that – creepy. And lonely.

By: reluctant housewife

reluctant housewife — Fri, 14 Apr 2006 15:27:00 +0000

I read your list with bated breath…what happenned to the guy?