I’m going to try something a bit different this week. Let’s see how it goes…

PAST: Marbles, dolls, board games or dirt?

PRESENT: Dancing, driving, reading or gabbing?

FUTURE: Ranting, raving, pissing or moaning?

Never let it be said that I’m not putting forth some sort of creative effort on your behalf, eh? Now for your part in all of this. Leave a comment just below, and if you link back here then use http://greyduck.net/ppf so people find the latest available entry. Thank you!

PAST: Nobody’s going to get angry at you about it now. So go ahead and tell us how old you were the first time you got a taste of an alcoholic beverage. You didn’t really wait until it was legal, did you?

PRESENT: I don’t have anything against drinking, I just don’t want to be a drinker. What about you? Do you abstain, go wild or just have a sip of wine from time to time?

FUTURE: Continuing the “what would you call it” thread, create a mixed drink and give it a name. Fanciful ingredients are encouraged, of course!

As always, if you’re even thinking about answering, please comment accordingly with a link to your website. And when you link back, link not to this specific entry but to http://greyduck.net/ppf instead. Thank you!

PAST: What was your sense of “national identity” like when you were in grade school?

PRESENT: How patriotic do you feel nowadays?

FUTURE: You and a group of like-minded folk decide to secede and form your own nation-state. What do you call it?

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go engage in the American pasttime of blowing stuff up. Mind you, it’s only virtual stuff…

Oh yeah. Leave a comment, would ya? Just so I know you were here? And if you link back, make sure it’s to this address: http://greyduck.net/ppf/

PAST: What game did you really enjoy playing as a child?

PRESENT: How about now? Do you play at all, or have you grown too old for that sort of silliness?

FUTURE: What game will you be infamous for playing in your later years?

That’s all I’ve got this week, folks. I’ll try for something more entertaining for Round Twenty. You know the drill, I hope. The link back to the PPF is show below, yadda yadda.
http://greyduck.net/ppf/

PAST: How well do you remember your childhood, especially before age 10 or so?

PRESENT: Do you keep track of things like appointments and pertinent facts well, or do things tend to fall out of your short term memory?

FUTURE: A medical procedure becomes available that promises a complete restoration of every memory you’ve ever stored in your brain. Do you take advantage of it?

(Yes, shades of McCaffrey’s Crystal Line there. Hey, I liked that one.)

Please please please comment so I know you’re doing these things. Trawling Google for PPFers is damned tedious. *smirk* The link back to the PPF is shown below. Thank you!
http://greyduck.net/ppf/

I’d like to begin by welcoming the dozens who arrive here via The Memes List, and remind you (politely, ever so politely) that you are encouraged (very, ever so very) to leave a comment (it’s the “quack me up” or “wisequacks” link at the bottom of any given entry) so we all (okay, just me, to stroke my ego) know where to find your answers (assuming you don’t flee in disgust swearing off the whole thing as a bad job).

Was that silly enough for you? No? Good. Let’s proceed, then.

PAST: I can’t believe you used to do that. I mean, really. Didn’t anyone tell you that you shouldn’t? The mess! The smell! We won’t even go into what could happen if you got caught. You didn’t get caught, right? Right?

PRESENT: If you were faced with the choice right this minute would it be the leafy green homogenized free-range cajun-style, or the scented glossy well-coiffed hardwood islander variety? Hurry, hurry, we don’t have all day!

FUTURE: The language barrier has largely been surmounted, but the passive-agressive alien race with the lovely aquamarine eyes and the poison stingers and the remarkably prehensile appendages still has so much to learn about the myriad cultures of homo sapiens. You’ve been called in as an expert on the obscure subject of…?

For the record, as if anything said here counted as a valid method of tracking reality, I don’t smoke anything. I don’t even like smoked salmon all that much. If you want to share the silliness with your readers then I suggest you link back to the PPF using something that looks a lot like http://greyduck.net/ppf/ or whatever it translates to in your extraterrestrial tongue. Or speech-assist appendage, anyway. Sheesh, you aliens are so damned weird anyway. Why can’t you just have two arms, two legs and one set of genitalia like the rest of us? Freaks.