A Few of My Favorite Things…

Nicole pointed to this, and I thought to myself, “Self, why not?” So here:

#1– Favorite candy: Chocolate. Almost any old chocolate. Preferable chocolate-covered coffee beans, though.

#2– Favorite movie: Bean. Any of the Mr. Bean movies, really. Fewer problems with suspension of disbelief than with most Hollyweird crap.

#3– Favorite drink: a wheat beer I brew every now and then. If not that, then coffee, which, though second on my fav list, is essential to life.

#4– Favorite dessert: blueberries or blueberry ice cream. but plain blueberries, preferably frozen, are just fine by themselves.

#5– Favorite city: KCMO. Lotsa reasons.

#6– Favorite pastime: Reading. Heck, I can even do my fav passtime while doing my second-fav, listening to music, or combine them by reading (and playing/singing–if even just in my head) music. *heh*

#7– Favorite clothing: Jeans and a cotton henley, short or long sleeve, depending on weather. Yeh, I wear shoes, too. Whadda you think I am? *sheesh*

#8– Favorite animal: Horse. (My second gig in “hi skool” was exercising, feeding horses, cleaning up after ’em, etc. Even the worst-tempered ones were better “people” than 90% of humans, especially those who are less appealing than the south end of a north-bound horse who inhabit Washington D.C. and all it spawns.) Can’t have horses, though. Love dogs. Like cats. Rabbits are both cuddly and yummy. Fried, preferably. I probably ought to move them up on my list…

#9– Favorite flower: dandelion. Beautiful and edible–all the parts of the plant, except for the seeds (and they make a decent “down” substitute). What’s not to like?

#10 Favorite music: classical– mostly Classic and Romantic periods. Some 20th Cenury and Baroque. A little even older stuff. I could move on down the list, cos there are a lot more styles I love listening to/playing/singing, but tops: Beethoven. I can–and have–spent days listening to nothing but his stuff. (OK, I’ve done the same with Sibelius, Mahler and Brahms, but Beethoven tops the list).

Meme Pool Game–Band Edition

From Mel:

You have a band. You need a band name, a title for your first album and an album cover design.

Here’s how to do it:

1 – Go to Wikipedia and hit random. The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.
2 – Go to quotationspage.com and hit random. The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.
3 – Go to Flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”. Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
4 – Use Photoshop or similar (picnik.com is a free online photo editor) to put it all together.
5 – Post it on your blog along with these instructions, and trackback or link to your post in these comments.

Here is mine:

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In Re: the “Challenge of the Sith”

LC Aggie Sith has issued a challenge of sorts. I say, “of sorts” because the ground rules are rather vague. I’m not sure, for example, if not doing this correctly will result in a duel to the death with light sabers or simply the scorn of the blogosphere, but oh, well…

1. I like dogs. No great revelation, but as much as I like ’em, we don’t have one in the family right now. Was offered a really nice Pit Bull pup about a week ago, but…

2. I hated beer for most of my life. Then I discovered stuff that was unlike the typical “better poured back into the horse it came out of” manufactured American gagme. Beer: the second Holy Brew.

3. I don’t like coffee. I love it. But for the next few weeks, I’m off the stuff. Don’t ask. I won’t tell. 🙂

4. I’m handy with my hands. A regular Mr Fixit. But right now almost all my tools I need for projects at twc central are languishing elsewhere, so I’m less handy than usual.

5. I have a couple of degrees I don’t use at all. Anyone want ’em?

6. I was 38 before I got “hooked” by computers. A (moderately) late model Tandy TRS-80 did me in. The addiction has only worsened as I’ve aged.

7. Spicy? You think you like spicy? Try some of my habanero sauce. 😉 Jalapeños are for the kiddie table.

8. I’ve put over 250,000 miles on each of more cars than I even want to recall. Traveling’s no longer my thing. Short jaunts into the piney woods of America’s Third World County are about my speed anymore.

9. I have relatively small feet. Make of it what you will.

10. I have more scars than you do. Do too. *heh*

There. Do I get a bunny or a face-off with light sabers?

10 Honest Things You Never Wanted to Know About Me

*sigh* Woody, of Woody’s Place tagged me with one-a those “Blogosphere Meme Pool Game” thingies: “10 Honest Things About Myself” so, here’s some

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  1. I dislike blogosphere meme pool tag games, but I participate anyway just because
  2. Whenever I’m inflicted with this curse, I share the pain with others (look out; your turn may come)
  3. I have The World’s Messiest OfficeTM. I can clean it up and things seem to crawl out of the walls to mess it up while my back’s turned. My office must be at the intersection of The Twilight Zone and The Outer Limits…
  4. BTW, my office sometimes serves as my “nekkid room”. Cover your eyes. It’s NOT a pretty sight…
  5. I love music. No, not that crap that’s played on just about any radio station you can find, music. And yeh, I found I was so often bored to tears by the selections on so-called “classical” stations (GET OUTA THE ROMANTIC PERIOD!!! STOP IT ALREADY WITH “CONTEMPORARY *puke* JAZZ”!!!) that I now just find CDs or mp3s or whatever to buy and/or download online. Oh, sometimes a radio station in Australia, but even it has slim pickin’s. Often, I just listen to the best stereo system in the world: the one with a musical memory bank between my ears…
  6. I am a wuss when it comes to “putting down” a pet in pain that cannot be controlled or fixed, but have (had) no trouble taking a shovel (rather than deal with firearm discharge issues in “city” limits) to an apparently rabid ground hog.
  7. I am fully invested in confronting the FACT that our “feddle gummint” has become illegitimate, tyrannical, unconstitutional, and that congresscritters, executives and judicial appointees are simply doing what an illiterate, greedy, enstupiated electorate wants. Of course, “fully invested” doesn’t mean that’s the sum of my life, only that at NO time will I be silenced when I see an opportunity to “speak truth to (illegitimate) power”.
  8. Why? Because I am a curmudgeon at heart. Nope, not misanthropic, just irritated beyond imagination by wilfull stupidity. Not cynical, just healthily sceptical–for cause! I have no problem throwing the bullshit flag at any time, on anyone, anywhere. Period. “Win friends and influence people”? *feh* 90% of people aren’t worth enough to consider as friends, and that same 90% is either too stupid or corrupt to be influenced by reason. A pox on them all.
  9. I watch “chick flicks” with my Wonder Woman to be companionable. Every now and then, one of ’em turns out to be worth watching. Go figure.
  10. I have had vivid dreams wherein The 0! is revealed by incontrovertable evidence to be a native born Kenyan who surrendered his Kenyan citizenship to become Indonesian, is run out of office, prosecuted for his campaign law violations and stripped of his fortune before being deported to Indonesia. Hey! A guy has to have dreams, doesn’t he?

Now, I’ll make time later to tag a few friends (while they still are friends *heh*) and insert the victims’ tags here.

Epitaph: Dulce Et Decorum Est, and All That Jazz

Kat, of Cathouse Chat, tagged me with a blogosphere meme pool tag game that seems worth playing (note: worth playing or not, I’d play anyway for two reasons: the tagger and the fact that this is just a blog, you know, something to mollify the voices in my head, which is why most bloggers blog whether they admit it or not).

The Rules:

1. Write your own six word memoir (mind if I call it my epitaph? ;-)).
2. Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you want.
3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post and to the original post if possible so we can track it as travels across the blogosphere.
4. Tag at least five more blogs with links.
5. Leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play.

I hope my epitaph might read,

“Truth to power, regardless the cost.”

Tagees: Beagle Scout, Rosemary’s Thoughts, Maggie’s Notebook, The Random Yak and Soliloquy, all blogger’s whose “memoir” quote I’d be interested in seeing, just not carved in stone any time soon. 😉


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