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August, 2007:

Day Seven: Memes and MeMes

meme.jpgI’m bored with spewing out dull trivialities about myself, probably nearly as bored as you are with reading them. However there is still one day left of the International Week of the Meme and so I thought that instead of subjecting you to more narcissistic prattling I’d subject you to some half arsed amateur anthropology instead.

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The word meme was first used by the biologist Richard Dawkins in order to describe the way units of cultural information (such as catchphrases, fashions, and manufacturing styles and techniques) pass from one mind to another. The theory is that memes evolve in a similar manner as natural selection, some ideas are unpopular and so become extinct, others capture popular imagination and so evolve and mutate.

The word meme itself can be seen as an example of this. From its relatively obscure beginnings in 1976 it has risen to become a prominent concept in the collective consciousness, particularly within the online community. The internet is the perfect environment for the propagation of memes. Information flies back and forth over the globe and videos, animations, and jokes can find world wide fame in mere days.

Examples of popular internet memes:

But to us bloggers the word meme has evolved to mean something a little different than “a unit of cultural information”. In her classic haiku “How Sweet The Honey”, esteemed Melbourne poet Ameila Walker shifts the very origin of the word (originally an abbreviation of the Greek for “something imitated”: mimeme) to a self obsessed plea for attention: the MeMe!. The urban dictionary claim this sort of meme is actually called a bleme, but this isn’t a term in widespread use.

The MeMe is often in the form of an interview of sorts, a set of questions providing a structure to work to. They are spread by tags, a form of social grooming for the internet age.

Some examples of bloggers posting MeMes

Strangely enough Wikipedia has nothing to say about MeMes or blemes despite the fact they are an extremely common phenomena across the blogging community. Many people look down on them, considering them a lazy or trivial way of filling space for the chronically uninspired. Perhaps some of this snobbism is due to their proliferation on sites such as Myspace, often seen as the bottom echelon of blogging culture.

These negative attitudes are a little unfair. While it is true that a blog consisting purely of them is a rather dull read, used in moderation MeMes can be both interesting and a positive communal force; providing positive strokes for people who are tagged, and giving us all an opportunity to talk about our ten favourite films with dwarfs in them, or 5 reasons why we like sausages.

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And that just about wraps it up for the Week of the Meme. You can look forward to a return of the usual old claptrap on Monday.

Day Six: Favorite restaurants

meme.jpgSomeone has tagged me with the favorite restaurants meme, but I can’t for the life in me remember who. I’ve trawled through the archives of half a dozen likely suspects but with no luck. Still, a meme’s a meme.

Just a few weeks ago I wouldn’t really be able to answer this question. Sure, I might have been able to come up with a few names, the Yangtze in Liversedge and Noor’s on Leeds Road; but while these are fine places to go my heart wouldn’t have really been in it.

Now however I am able to answer with conviction and gusto. In order to celebrate both my mother and my sister’s birthday recently we went to Temujin in Milnsbridge, and I fell in love with the place.

Temujin is a Mongolian restaurant, which basically seems to mean it stir fries everything. Apparently Genghis Khan’s warriors would cook all their food this way, using their upturned shields for woks. I very much doubt they got to choose from a buffet of different raw meats and vegetables then take them to a chef and instruct him what oil, sauce and garnish they wanted however. And I also think it was highly unlikely that some of the meat on offer was kangaroo or crocodile (last time I looked those animals weren’t indigenous to Mongolia). But hey, I got to eat Skippy so I’m not complaining.

For your information Kangaroo tastes a little bit like a cross between beef and pork, and crocodile like chicken and fish. The quorn tasted like nothing as usual.

When I first heard about it I was a little reluctant to go. I tend to thrive on familiarity and get a bit anxious in situations where I’m not sure what I’m doing. The prospect of having to choose every single ingredient of my meal then take it to the chef for inspection made me rather nervous. What if he pored scorn on my squid, tai green curry, and parsley combination and made me stand in the corner as an example to the rest of the restaurant? But I needn’t have worried, they were all very pleasant didn’t mock me in the slightest (at least not to my face anyway).

And the best thing? You could go up and get another helping as many times as you wanted. I went six times, my brother went five. That means I win Sam, I win.

I tag anyone who fancies a go.

Day Five: Interview

meme.jpgA couple of months ago I volunteered myself to be interviewed by Lee over at Quit your Day Job, and then when he sent me the questions I promptly ignored him. I am a bad person. In my defence I was merely saving it for a future International Week of the Meme.

So here goes.

You’re going to a fancy dress party. You have an unlimited budget. What costume do you wear? What character?
The last time I went to a fancy dress party I was ten years old and I went as Death. Unfortunately the party’s host also went as Death, and so he forced me to be Destruction instead, the swine. I was however invited to a fancy dress party just last year and was intending on going as a Ghostbuster, but I ended up having to work.

To answer the question, I’d probably go as something that befits my size and shape. Maybe Hagrid from Harry Potter, or perhaps a Gelatinous cube.

Do you believe in UFO’s and aliens?
It’s not really a topic I give much thought to, I’m too busy trying to track down bigfoot in my back garden to worry about ridiculous notions like that. If forced to come off the fence I’d say that I believe there is probably life on another planet somewhere, but I doubt very much if they are visiting us. Unless they are robots in disguise I suppose.

What has been your best experience online?
Our friendship with the Lee family is very special to both Kerry and myself. I started reading Greg’s blog about two years ago, and soon was inspired to write my own. We exchanged emails, then exchanged food parcels. Then we took the plunge and went to visit them in March and had a wonderful time. If it wasn’t for the internet I wouldn’t have met a man who has quickly become one of my best friends.

But that’s beside the point. My best experience online was that Youtube video of the monkey smelling it’s own poo.

Who are your top four Simpsons characters and what’s your favourite scene featuring them?
We’ve recently re-subscribed to satellite TV again after a year’s hiatus. This means I once again get to watch countless re-runs of the Simpsons, which can never be a bad thing. I’ve gone for quotes rather than scenes:

  • Homer Simpson: “But I don’t even believe in Jebus”
  • Bart Simpson: “Remember, you can always find East by staring directly at the sun”
  • Ralph Wiggum: “I bent my wookie”
  • Moe Szyslak: “They think they’re so high and mighty, just because they never got caught driving without pants”

Is there a TV show or Movie that you liked before everyone did?
Kerry and I watched Firefly as soon as it came out, and in the right order too as the UK Sci-Fi channel didn’t mess about with it like the US networks did. Other than that, not really. I just follow the herd like everyone else. Baaa.

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So as per the meme rules, you now get the opportunity to be interviewed by me. So if you’ve always wanted to answer life’s eternal questions such as “Who would win in a fight: the Tasmanian Devil or Captain Caveman?” then let me know in the comments section.

Here’s the cut and paste bit:

Interview rules:
1. Leave me a comment saying “Interview me.”
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the
questions.
3. You will update your blog with a post containing your the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

Day Four: Blogging Tips

meme.jpgPeople in the Sun, a fine blogger with an rather interesting site, has tagged me with a blogging tips meme. It officially requires you to copy and paste a big lump of text and links, but that smells a little of a technorati ranking scheme to me (a lot of the blogs near the top of the list appear to be of the Make Money Online!! genre). Nevertheless it is the official International Week of the Meme, and I do really like People in the Sun, so I have decided to adapt it slightly.

Of course I’m not sure if I’m actually qualified to give blogging tips as I’ve recently gone through a bit of a blogging crisis. The blog was originally created to be a record of our family life, but has gradually evolved something a little bit different to that. In the early days I was posting every one or two weeks, now I rarely go a day without updating. At one time the focus was always on my children, but now it strays over a wider range of topics. And back when I started I used to have only two readers, and now I have four.

For some reason I’d been blind to the fact that the blog was changing. Then, while scanning my archives for a post to nominate for Whit’s Sgt. Honea’s Lonely Posts Club Band, the realization hit me like Maxwell’s silver hammer. This sudden insight threw me into something of a dilemma. While I realized that I have been enjoying blogging more and more recently I couldn’t shake the feeling that somehow I was betraying my family – I was supposed to be writing about them not about me trying to win iPods.

But then I did something very smart. I emailed a handful of bloggers I respect and admire asking for their thoughts, and every one of them came back with a piece of advice that really I should have known all along: Just go with it. But these kind people each also gave me their own unique insights, perspectives and experiences on the art of blogging, and I devoured each email with gratitude. I once read someone on a blog compare working through their blogroll to walking into a bar where everyone knows your name. I’m not sure how well that holds up to close scrutiny, but it’s an undeniable fact that there is certainly a sense of community that invisibly binds many of us together. I’m not saying I’d take a bullet for you guys, but I’d certainly wait with you until the ambulance came.

As I say, I’m not qualified to give blogging tips, but I can certainly point out some of my mistakes in the hope that you avoid them:

Be careful what you link to.
Ninety eight percent of all my readers are only interested in one thing: The firmness of bowel movements. I once foolishly linked to the Bristol Stool Chart and google has been sending the chronically constipated and desperately diarrheaed my way ever since. Do not under any circumstances link to the chart, no matter how humorous you may find it. You’ll be laughing on the other side of your face when the runny bottom brigade start turning up on your blog.

Co-ordinate your output.
On Youtube my Star Wars spoof has had 3896 views and my bloody Prague holiday video has had 10172 views and has a four star rating. And I bet that not a single one of those viewers has made it across to the blog.

Adhere to good netiquet.
For example, don’t hotlink images from the Go-Go-Lazytown tribute site. Those Sportacus fans can get real pissy about you stealing their bandwith.

Be your own censor.
Don’t publish photographs of the top of your head if you have a baldness complex.

Trust no one.
Dwayne, don’t you know? You should never, never, insult Bono on the web. There are scores of highly trained government operatives monitoring every single blog and email address in order to intercept any sign of dissent. Even if many people feel he is a little sanctimonious at times and those sunglasses are quite frankly ridiculous there is no need to…
Hang on there’s someone a the door. Who on earth could that be at this time of nig…

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This blog has been suspended pending investigations. All Hail Bono.
By order of Lord Chief Justice Edge

A comedy god walks among us

Greg has responded to my Orangoutang Audition tag.

I demand you all add him to your blogroll immediately.

Day Three: Wordless Wednesday

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meme.jpgWhile our neighbor Eric can be magnificent in his beneficence, his wrath can be terrible to behold. Yesterday he was annoyed because he suspects his mail is being switched with a house’s down the street. He left this note stuck to his front door to let the mailman know of his displeasure.

He’s a bit strange is Eric.

You can see more Wordless Wednesdays here.

Day Two: Seven (more) things about me

meme.jpgAmy had her first ever gentleman caller today. The grandson of some of our neighbors has just knocked on the door and asked if she would like to come out and play. I greeted him with a loaded shotgun obviously. Unfortunately for him Amy and Evan are at nursery today. I’ve taken the day off in order to fit baby gates, tidy the house, and play my Star Wars Lego game on the playstation.

But all this is beside the point. It is the official International Week of the Meme and I can let nothing distract my focus. Veronique from Little Elephants tagged me with the 7 things about me MeMe.

  1. My left arm has once been on long running British TV quiz show Countdown
  2. Kerry and I got married in the tropical house of Central Park Zoo, New York. We were the first people to ever do so.
  3. On my medical for my nurse training I was told I would not be allowed to enroll unless I stopped biting my nails. I did, but only for six months. I now live in constant fear that the Nursing and Midwifery Regulatory Council will start performing random nail checks.
  4. Everyone in my family works or has worked in order to improve the world in some small way:
    Me: Psychiatric Nurse
    Kerry: Works for Environment Agency
    Mum: Social Worker (retired)
    Dad: Teacher (retired)
    Brother: Environmental consultant
    Sister: Counselor in Drug and Alcohol services
    This makes me very proud.
  5. I can juggle.
  6. I have a pair of crocs, but don’t dare wear them out in public.
  7. I have a vague idea that one day I’d like to write a book, however I am under no illusions that I will ever get round to it

And that’s it. This was my second attempt at this meme, the first one being here. I’m now running a little low on ideas so if anyone tags me with it again you might find yourself reading about my shoe size and favorite flavor ice cream (rum and raisin).

I tag Deb from Toast Ambassador, Kristina from Americanmum, and Donna from Coffee with a Straw?.

Day One: Five questions

meme.jpgLee over at Quit Your Day Job starts off the official International Week of the Meme by tagging me with the 5 Questions MeMe. Before I get stuck in however I would just like to ask a favor of you. Those people who aren’t reading through a feed aggregator will probably notice that the design of the blog has changed a little bit. I haven’t had chance to test it in all the different browsers and screen resolutions as yet, so I’d be extremely grateful if anyone who notices a problem with it on their setup could let me know. Also if anyone has other comments or suggestions, positive or negative, then those would very much appreciated too. Thanks.

Back to the meme:

1. Marvel Comics or DC? (or have you no idea what I’m talking about?)

Between the ages of 14 and 18 my mother gave me a monthly clothing allowance with which I was supposed to buy all my own clothes. Coincidentally between the ages of 14 and 18 I started buying a hell of a lot of comics. And dressing in rags.

I have always been a DC fan. Mainly I suspect because that is who J.M. DeMattis and Keith Giffen were writing for at the time that I first got into comics. You can keep your Watchmen and Dark Knight Returns; Justice League International will always be the pinnacle of comicdom for me. But these days all my favorite characters are dead, forgotten, or irrevocably traumatised: Booster Gold, Ice, Gnort, Elongated Man, and worst of all Blue Beetle. Oh my God, they killed Blue Beetle! You Bastards!

Recently I’ve taken to going into Borders and hiding away in a corner to read graphic novels without actually having to buy anything. I’ve been extremely impressed with the Ultimate Avengers books and so if I ever got back into comics then I might be tempted to switch my allegiance to Marvel in order to punish DC for their treachery.

I’ll still take Batman Begins over Spiderman any day of the week though.

2. Your favorite sculpture/statue?

There is a bronze statue of a flock of seagulls outside the Norwich Union building in Leeds city center that I’ve always been rather partial to (the photographs aren’t mine unfortunately).

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3. Your favorite painting?

In a desperate attempt to avoid exposing my philistine nature I will take the schmaltzy option. There are probably more expensive and technically accomplished works of art in existence, but the handprints of my wife, son, and daughter are able to say things to me that a Monet will never say.

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4. If you have to watch a sport which one do you prefer?

Women’s beach volleyball. It’s either that or Kabadi.

5. Are ghosts real?

I once very nearly got myself into a fist fight with a housemate because I made an offhand remark that I didn’t believe in ghosts and he took that to mean I was calling him a liar because he had “seen” one. I don’t believe in ghosts, clairvoyants, horoscopes, spiritual healing or Mr Hanky the Christmas Poo. Glad we got that sorted out.

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So now the rules are that I have to come up with my own list of five questions:

  1. Who put the bomp in the bomp bah bomp bah bomp?
  2. Why do birds suddenly appear everytime you are near?
  3. What’s new pussycat?
  4. Why must I be a teenager in love?
  5. Why are there so many songs about rainbows?

I tag anyone who is able to stomach my lazy half arsed attempt to get out of trying to think of any interesting questions.

Right turn Clyde

In a parallel universe I lead an organized life. I never forget a birthday, I always know where my car keys are, and all my CDs are in the right boxes. What’s more I record all my appointments in a diary, have regular haircuts, and the kids sometimes get to nursery in matching socks.

I admit that I sometimes wish that I was that organized parallel me. Perhaps then I would actually be able to find stuff when I needed it. But then again that version of me lives in an alternate reality where dinosaurs still roam the earth. It’s all very well being able to locate the receipt and guarantee for the kettle, but that doesn’t really help you when you are being pursued by a Velociraptor.

Over the past few months I have been tagged by fellow bloggers to do various memes. Sometimes I have done them pretty much immediately. But sometimes the urge to rant about Scottish five pound notes or bore everyone with tales of my childhood has overwhelmed me and I have consigned the tag to my “memes to do later” folder.

Unfortunately I don’t actually have a “memes to do” folder. What I have instead is an incredibly bad memory. It is not an effective substitute. As a result I’ve forgotten who tagged me with what. I know that I have two sets of questions to answer from Lee at Quit Your Day Job, 7 random things from Véronique over at Little Elephants, and someone tagged me with the my favorite restaurants meme but I can’t for the life of me remember who it was. I’m sure there are more but I’m drawing a blank.

I am designating next week an official International Week of the Meme, and I’d hate to be caught short. So if you have tagged me and I haven’t yet responded, or if you have any spare memes kicking around that you could donate to a good cause, then just let me know.

In order to get into the spirit of things I have decided to create my own meme.

The Every Which Way but Loose Meme.

The rules:
1. You are auditioning to be in the latest orangutan related comedy blockbuster: Dunston Checks In II: Return of the feces flinger.
2. The Screen Actors Guild restrict non-human primates to only three facial expressions in order that they are not used as cheap substitutes for actors such as Jean-Claude Van Damme and Rosanne Barr. These are: The Raspberry, the Head Shake, and the Face Slap.
3. Create an audition video exhibiting your talent in these three areas.
4. Try and persuade some other idiots to do it too

I tag everybody. But specifically Oli, Greg, Paul and Island Girl.

One man and his condoms

One man and his condoms. Safe enough for work, but i wouldn’t try it at home if I were you