Shaking the Magic Google Ball

I’ve been socked this week by a stack of research papers, student yowls, and end-of-semester freak-outs. So the writing time? Very small. You know what that means, right? Memetime, lads and lassies!

Thanks, Lone Grey Squirrel, for inspiring this meme: typing my answers to the following prompts into Google Image and then choosing a photo off the first page that pops up. Images are the perfect antidote to a week when I am tapped out and my words are–how you say it?–not having way.

Photos it is.

1. Age at My Next Birthday:-

I’ll be the cost of sending you a piece of junk mail. Hell, I am junk mail.

It’s not the size of the dream, my friends. It’s the quality.

2. Place I’d Like to Travel:- Bulgaria. I heard they have soup there.

The Alexander Nevsky Cathedral stands near the center of Sofia. It is dedicated as a monument to the Russians who liberated Bulgaria from nearly five centuries of Ottoman rule in 1877-78.

3. Place I’ve Been:-

Akureyri, Iceland

The thing about Iceland is the towns have swimming pools in the schools which are open to anyone, including travelers; these pools are heated thermally, by local hot springs.

I should have gone to high school in Iceland. My pours would have been thermally tightened, and then all the fellas would have been clambering to take me to the Winter Formal.

4. My Favorite Food:-

I’m full of suprises.

5. Place where I was born:-

Billings, Montana. I drank a lot of beer on those cliffs (known as the Rimrocks or “Rims”). One time my cousin, Luke, was so drunk he fell a couple hundred feet off one of ’em. My dad got to put on his trench coat at 3 a.m. and go bail him out.

I miss my dad.

6. Place where I live:-

Duluth, Minnesota

We’re all about bridges, ore boats, and splashing.

7. Name of Past Pet:-

This is Professor David Dandy of Colorado State University. I wish our poodle had been named Professor. Or David.

But if we’d shaved Dandy really close, he’d have looked like this guy–although maybe a tidge less manic.

8. Best Friend’s Nickname:-

“Groom” wore no jacket, tie, or boutonniere when we got married. But he did wear a vest.

And that’s all he wore.

9. My First Name:-

As if Blogger Jocelyn would ever strike “The Liberty” pose in a gym full of seething hormones. Instead, I keep my posing restricted to home base, where I’ve perfected the high-flying Hand on Remote Control stunt.

10. My First Job:-
When I was 10, Mrs. Baker across the street came flying over, breathlessly telling me she had to go pick-up her older child from an emergency situation, but her 10-week-old baby was sleeping in the house…and she needed me. She needed me for money. Thus, a twenty-year career in babysitting was launched.

And if you don’t want to count babysitting as a “real” job, what with the non-taxed pay, then this was my first job: The summer when I was in 8th grade, the Pepsi Company of America ran a promotional contest, where drinkers of their beverage could, upon opening a can of fizzy sugar water, check the pulled-off tab (not like this new-fangled one in the photo) for a letter of the alphabet. Players of the game would then collect letters on tabs until they could spell out words (“S-O-D-A”) or, for the ultimate prize, a phrase…something like “Pepsi Rocks the World.” Woefully, the Pepsi Company Factory of America made a little error and printed, instead of a handful of tabs with the elusive “R” (the letter that would bring about a big-money win), about a thousand of them.

For you math majors out there: a thousand x Big Money = A Quathwajillion of dollars. The Pepsi Company of America did not want all those “R” letters hitting the public. So I and a couple of my pals were paid to sit in a warehouse and open pop cans, eight hours a day, for weeks, our eyes trained for “R”s.

I never did find an “R,” or surely I would have pocketed it and would now be sitting in my mansion that cost exactly one quathwajillion of dollars.

Instead, I sit in my modest home, grading my 44th research paper on “the obesity trend in our fast-paced society.”

Apparently, my students inform me, we Americans drink too much Pepsi.



By Jocelyn

There's this game put out by the American Girl company called "300 Wishes"--I really like playing it because then I get to marvel, "Wow, it's like I'm a real live American girl who has 300 wishes, and that doesn't suck, especially compared to being a dead one with none."


  1. I bought the DVD of Adventures in Babysitting a couple months ago. I loved that movie. It inspired me and my friend, Joanna, to start our own neighborhood babysitting business, called EmJo.

  2. Great list and a fun meme. I read anything you write with Great Expectations.

    “Dandy” is a perfect name for a Poodle, even if he doesn’t teach in a college. Although of course he should.

  3. I nearly spit the Pepsi out when I read the end of this… there’s a Minny camera in here somewhere isn’t there?

    that cake… give it to me?

  4. Ug. And I thought my first non-babysitting job of bussing tables in an all-you-can-eat buffet was sucky. At least I got to look for more than the letter “R” through my days.

  5. You’ve been to Iceland! Me too! In fact I spent about two months there if you all add it up. But I never got to the northern capital like you did. I was in the Keflavik and Rejkavik area.

    Alexander Nevsky Cathedral? I loved the Eisenstein movie. It’s one of my all-time favorites.

    Happy holidays and stuff Jocelyn!

  6. “and that’s all he wore”
    That must have been one helluva wedding!
    My first job besides babysitting was scooping dog poop at the Pet Hotel.

  7. I won some money once doing something like that. I spelled something with Pepsi somethings. I was pregnant at the time and I WAS BABYSITTING, so I turned up at this Pepsi warehouse pregnant, toting a drooling baby and looking for my $20 from Pepsi caps. What a sight that must have been!

  8. I should be out Christmas shopping, but it’s cold out, and your blog is much warmer, so here I am reading instead of shopping. So is the soup in Bulgaria supposed to be any good? I’m sure it’s warm at least. 🙂

  9. Hope the marking ends soon. I don’t envy you (and am secretly rejoicing that my days of marking are OVER).

    Look again at your poodle pictures – I’ve never seen a poodle that isn’t manic.


  10. Are you sure that isn’t you striking the Liberty pose?

    That Pepsi story is definitely a first.

    Good Luck with those papers, Joc. Remember, it’s Christmas.


  11. i am so stealing this to use when i need an idea.

    so tell me, how much therapy have you needed in order to overcome what aversion to pepsi you must have developed that summer?

  12. You have such fun answers! Great job! My first job was babysitting too… imagine, being paid to sit and watch TV! This funded my insane 80’s wardrobe and aquanet back in the day…

  13. That was a lovely post…
    people have stopped tagging me with “memes” after I got tagged about 7 times in a week and spectacularly failed to “fulfil” any one of them!!


  14. It may be a mere meme, but it still provided valuable (and comical!) Jocelyn info… so I’m plenty okay with that.

  15. You sound like my sis when she is in marking season, hope you get to the end of the papers soon. The meme style is most amusing, I like it very much, especially the bit about falling off rocks drunk, its the kind of tale you dine out on for years and bring up at family dos.

  16. Jocelyn, dear. I didn’t want to intrude on your end of term chaos, but how else am I to wish you & fam a Merry Christmas?

    All the best to you four. Can’t wait to see what the little guys got for Christmas. Hugs & heartiness and all that good stuff.


  17. Meme or right out of nowhere, I love reading you. I’ve been AWOL because of a family illness for a while, missed reading your posts.

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