I'm It (or I'm he, as we used to say in England)

Oh! I've been tagged by
Jenelle (aka Nelly). Since I'm now it, I have to tell you five things you may not know about me.

I was going to be quiet over this Christmas weekend but that Scary Santa she threatened me with has me frantically trying to think of five things to commit to blogsphere. Now if I tag you at the end of this it will be your turn to tell us five things we may not know about YOU and to tag four others.

What can I tell you about me?

#1. I have a U.S. passport and a California driver's license, but I also have a Portuguese drivers license and a Kenyan driver's license and I will soon have a Tanzanian driver's license. I think it's really nifty to have all these driver's licenses.

#2. I once had to remove a dead male baboon from the botton of our garden in the East Africa wilderness by attaching a rope to the huge hulk of carcass that was decaying and stinking up the place. It was full of maggots and covered with flies and I tied the rope around the arm and then hiked off into the forest with the baboon in tow, leaving it farther away from the house so that I didn't have to smell it anymore and so that the hyenas would come and eat it. I was proud of myself for doing this job.

#3. I feel that you should never see the film Out of Africa unless you have read the book first because the book is about 250,000 times better than the film, even though the cinematoghraphy is wonderful. The book, by Karen Blixen (aka Isak Dinesen,) will make you feel you a clumsy writer at best and you will be ashamed of how badly you string a line of words together.

#4. I recently bawled my eyes out after finishing Leif Enger's novel, Peace Like a River. It was not the ending that made me cry, nor even the story in its entirety, but the sum total of a great tale told with great skill. The actual story-telling made me worship the Lord for the creativity He has granted and the beauty He releases through it.

#5. I think of myself as a boring person. Yep, pretty much.

Hhhhhhmmmm, I tag Kelly W. in Madrid, Pam in Arusha, Rebecca in UK and Justin in Paris. What can I threaten you with? Maybe that I'll sneak into your house and steal your Death Cab for Cutie or Sufjan CD's?? Not sure I could pull that off really, but it's scary just to think about isn't it?