I found this in the drafts queue from a few months back. I never got around to posting it and really, nothing has changed so I figured on putting it up now:
Idly surfing the net and catching up on some blogs (because I just have been busy with other things). I came across this meme up on Jamelah’s blog and I thought I would give it a go:
When I was kid while living in an apartment complex I made the mistake of trying to feed a strange dog some food. It bit me clean through the finger (literally). I couldn’t have been more than 12. I just remember punting the animal in response.
To have all the stuff I want to sell sold.
I think it was at night.
Major Matt Mason. There was a whole set of toys and during the sixties the space race was a big deal. Astronauts were a big deal and everyone’s imagination was captured by the race to the moon. I just remember one Christmas where I got a bunch of Major Matt Mason stuff and being really, really happy.
I want to say LOST, maybe Deep Space Nine, Six Feet Under... Geez! I could go on and on but it has to be Seinfeld. There are just too many times it struck gold and permeated society’s consciousness.
This is kind of interesting because it stopped me and made me really think about it. I was down at the local Village Hall and I was speaking one of the women there in the asseessor’s office. Before that I was wishing one of the people I know down at the Post Office where I pick up my mail a nice weekend. On the trip home I was talking to the conductor who I must say was extraordinarily pleasant (so much so I was considering writing Metro North commending him. As I walked out of work today I said bye to everyone and wished them a good three day weekend. If it’s someone close though it was my cousin who I try to speak with every few days.
No, not really. If I’m scared it’s only because I’m afraid I’ll trip over something more than anything else.
My cousin’s daughter - they had a party to celebrate her oldest’s communion and as part of the party they showed a video that was a montage of photos set to music. There are some people we’ve lost over the last decade who I really miss and I couldn’t help but tear up during it (although I fought it every step of the way).
None.
I’m not really a big cologne or perfume person. I don’t use cologne because nothing beats a freshly scrubbed clean body. Also, I’m not too crazy about people who ladle the sh*t on to cover their B-O. Take a shower!
I really like blondes but it’s not a deal breaker or anything. Blue eyes are nice too.
Smart (because if you’re smart you can see humor all around you in the world).
Neither. I stopped drinking coffee a few months back now as part of an overall goal to change my dietary habits and I haven’t looked back. None of that stuff is really good for you anyway. (Update - I’m back on the coffee jones)
This was very difficult because I love food but I’m a very picky eater. I’m up at a really weird hour too because I fell off this afternoon and wound up sleeping a really long time. I’m not hungry at the moment so I’m not craving anything.
I don’t know really. I don’t go out of my way to piss people off or anything although I’m sure they get annoyed with me on a regular basis. Just to throw a name out there I’ll say Steve.
I brutalize several. I’m not fluent in any one but I can have a basic conversation in Spanish (at least to make myself understood at times), know a little Italian and some Japanese.
I like a lot of people but, I get the sense this question pertains more to ‘LIKE’ like. No one at present is at that level but I am always doing appraisals.
Probably not.
Just to say it. Life is too short to leave things unsaid, especially stuff like that.
Rudeness.
Yes.
I’m too concerned about what other people think at times and so I vacillate between the extremes of wanting to please and just telling people to go f**k themselves.
Gosh! That’s a really good question! If I thought it would be worthwhile there are probably a lot of things I would get work done on but I just keep flashing on the woman who made herself into a lioness and all the other really plastic looking people I’ve seen.
Boredom.
Oh, yes but I’m getting better about these things.
Smarts?
Sneak it. I’d probably make my own wine or beer.
Well, I don’t even know if kids are still in the cards at this point. I may have missed the boat on that. I would’ve liked to have had about five.
Yeah, the old man.
I can’t think of it now but I do know I bawled like a baby when I had to have my sweet little cat put down.
Loads! Yet, I keep working on them and trying to do better. They’re slowly diminishing but I’ve still got a lot of work to do.
Definitely.
Well, a lot of people come into my orbit and some of them have varying degrees of fame. Not anyone I’m best budds with though.
Yeah, on a certain they do. Pretty people definitely get more breaks in this world than ugly people do.
I’m trying not to be angry so much anymore. There comes a point where anger is actually a destructive thing for a person. I’m trying to learn better ways to control it and to let things go, even little things. I could be a real animal, it comes to me very easily but it’s not something to be proud of. Mainly I try to remind myself life is short and giving in to anger only empowers others over you.
No, not easily. I would like it if that weren’t the case but there are good reasons for that.
Ouch, I was listening to some music on the ride in today. I started off with Hot Fun in the Summertime by Sly and the Family Stone.
The first day of baseball season.
Dude!
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