From the Desk of a Fellow Blogger....

who posts at Redroom.com; I give you an excellent writer, and sometime fellow hothead... macresarf1:

The Mills of the Law Begin to Grind on Bush/Cheney & Co

Wednesday and yesterday, two highly significant developments occurred in bringing President George W. Bush and Vice President Dick Cheney to justice. Wednesday morning, Alaska's Senator Ted Stevens, 84, longest serving and most senior of Republicans in the Senate, was indicted on seven charges of lying to the FBI, by a Federal Grand Jury. Stevens, a man of immense power and clout, was replaced yesterday afternoon as Ranking Member on the powerful Commerce, Science and Transportation Committee by Texas Senator Kay Bailey Hutchinson. [If you have watched proceedings of that committee on C-span, you will know that she is one of the more intelligent the GOP contingent on the committee. Stevens, self-described as "the meanest man in the Senate and proud of it," made a fool of himself recently by explaining the Internet as a series of great "tubes," for instance, and Oklahoma Senator James Inhofe often states flatly that Global Warming is a hoax.] The Justice Department, stung by tardy watchdog reports of widespread unethical behavior, including its own, may be pushed to examine the corrupting influence of Stevens PAC funds on fellow Republicans, some say on Senator Hutchinson herself.

And yesterday morning, the House Judiciary Committee took its first practical step toward Impeachment, or if you prefer, "Hearings on the Limitations of Presidential Power," by holding former George W. Bush Advisor, Karl Rove, in Contempt of Congress for refusing to answer a Committee subpoena to testify under oath. The Committee has questions for Rove ranging from his possible influencing of false indictments against Democrats to lying before the Congress to helping to orchestrate the outing of Covert CIA Agent Valerie Plame as an act of revenge. [The latter is an Act of Treason under the Constitution.] The President has claimed that all of his conversations and dealings with advisors are "privileged." Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi will take the matter under advisement and make a decision in September whether or not to press on with the prosecution or not. (Quidrock comment: get your ass in gear, finally, Nancy.)A likely move would be to add the act to two others currently before the Supreme Court, in order to achieve a definitive ruling.

That's a delightful photo of the distinguished Karl Rove, above.

However these matters play out, they provide the platform for the investigation, indictment and prosecution of criminal acts by hundreds of members of the Bush Administration and their corporate cohorts. No matter, those painfully slow Mills of Justice are beginning to grind, as they did in Watergate, and they have the Bush/Cheney gang, the war profiteers, the looters of the Treasury, and the despoilers of our Constitution firmly in their teeth.

REITERATING THE PAST

THIS HELPS.....SOMETIMES

Florida is a tropical rainforest this year.... it's been pretty much non-stop rainstorms since June 1. I'm not complaining, because the thunder, lightning and intensity of it all is pretty awe-inspiring. Unfortunately, it does result in some standing water...like in the gully in the preserve behind my townhouse. Standing water=mosquitoes. Mosquitoes=bad for Lynne.


I started the battle with bug bites about 3 weeks ago. If I stay on top of them, use strong topicals repeatedly, take Zyrtec during the day and go into the sleep zone with Benadryl at night, I can sometimes fight my way through it. This time, though... I've collected 8 bites on my ankles, and each day my skin becomes a little more of a raging allergy fest. Had to pack it in today when my eyes started watering and my throat got raspy. I'm lucky to have an immunologist as my primary... a prescription topical, a shot of cortisone, and unfortunately, 4 days worth of prednisone should bring me back to the land of the semi-conscious, and wipe out the histamine drama. Prednisone always makes me feel like I aged about 5 years overnight, so I can't wait to be finished. Too wheezy and sneezy to think like a writer, I unearthed a piece from 2005 from Pearlsoup, written in a similar vein:





I'm A Cottage Industry


All right....I've watched this insect bite for about 6 weeks. Got a lot of bug bites when I moved into a new rental house. Turns out the landlord hadn't treated the lawn, so all the neighborhood insects and critters were congregating in my new yard. You couldn't get the mail, wash your car in the driveway, go out with the dog or water the plants without getting bitten.



I'm extremely allergic to bug bites. I've had minor health crises morph into physical catastrophes from the sting of a wasp, an infestation of fleas from the dog, or a spider bite. I carry an epi-kit for those times in my life, when, if bitten, my throat starts to close. Indoors, with the AC is the best place in Florida for me, or right near the gulf, where the bugs don't predominate.



So, since June, the bites went alway with a lot of Waldryl (poor woman's Benadryl) and Aveeno cream to stop the itch. One remains, right above my ankle. It's gone from bad to worse. The swelling started last week, and it's feverish...there's some contact dermitis too....so attractive!
My healthcare plan won't approve Zyrtec (which I've taken for 6 years) because Claritin is available over the counter. Claritin stopped working for me after 8 years of it. So I haven't had any allergy medicine for about a month. Somehow, the doctor has to get involved and wrestle the HMO to the ground to get me the Zyrtec. That, or I pay $71 a month.



So I gave up and went to the doc. That's when I discovered I'm a cottage industry. I have 6 prescriptions, had an EKG, have an appointment for blood work and an echocardiogram. I gotta go to a lab to have an osteoporosis test, and I fought off their urge to send me for a colonoscopy. They signed me up for an online diabetes wellcare plan and another one for blood pressure. I guess I'll be getting a lot of emails from both of those and have to report my blood pressure and sugar weekly. I'm statin-ed, steroid-id, thyroid-id and hypertensively medicated. Holy crap!
They were so busy with the rest of my anatomy, they forgot to ask me how menopause is going. Don't get me started!


I wish they'd find someone else to make their science experiment. All I had was a yucky bug bite. Now I'm a cottage industry.

Guys... I expect to get a few "poor baby"(s) now.


quid

*

*

*

My Dance Fix

My Dance Fix each week is a show called, "So You Think You Can Dance?" ... unlike the cheesier "Dancing With the Stars", the TV spot showcases great young dancers from around the country, and great choreographers. A lot of these kids have gone on/are going on to great careers, and they may otherwise never have been noticed.

This year, it is likely that the popular audience will vote in one of two young men who have had little formal training, and came to the stage as hip-hop dancers. The best of hip-hop are those who not only can perform all the street moves, but are versatile enough to shine in pairs, in ballroom, and who can choreograph their own routines creatively. Although I like both male dancers (Joshua, and a young man dubbed "Twitch") I believe it will be Twitch who prevails. Here's:
--his audition (own choreography) and
--a contemporary jazz routine with the show's top female contestant,
Katee.

Hip hop has come a long, long way for me. Twitch dances in a style called "popping".






*
Twitch -- he may be one of the nicest, most talented kids ever on TV.
*
*

Note that there....

Is no comment about my viewing of "The Dark Knight".... too intense to review the first time I see it. Will wait for #2.

quid

Mamma, mamma mia!

Well, I loved it.

You might not.

Can you handle guys in swim fins dancing on a dock?

Meryl Streep in overalls?

Check out my review:

EXUBERANT! CHEESY! You gotta go to.... "Mamma Mia"

http://www.epinions.com/content_437982826116

Lest we forget the song not done (when you read the lyrics, you'll know why they couldn't include it in a frothy, Greek wedding story!):

FERNANDO

Can you hear the drums, Fernando

I remember long ago, another starry night like this

In the firelight, Fernando

You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar

I could hear the distant drums

And sounds of bugle calls were coming from the far

They were closer now, Fernando

Every hour, every minute seemed to last eternally

I was so afraid, Fernando

We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die

And I'm not ashamed to say

The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry

There was something in the air tonight

The stars were bright, Fernando

They were shining there for you and me

For liberty, Fernando

Though we never thought that we could lose

There's no regret

If I had to so the same againI would my friend, Fernando

If I had to do the same againI would my friend, Fernando

Now we're old and grey, Fernando

Since many years I haven't seen a rifle in your hand

Can you hear the drums, Fernando

Do you still recall the faithful night we crossed the Rio Grande

I can see it in your eyes

How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land

CHORUS

It's About Time

*
*
*
*
US presidential contender Barack Obama today said the situation in Afghanistan was the "precarious and urgent" as his overseas tour took him to US troops and the country's US-backed president.

In an interview broadcast after his meeting with Hamid Karzi, Obama also described Afghanistan as "the central front in the battle against terrorism".

His comments came amid conflicting reports about civilian casualties in a Nat air strike. An Afghan official said as many nine people were killed, Nato said four died.

The deaths could damage popular support for the Afghan government as well as for foreign forces operating in the country. Karzai has pleaded with the US and other nations fighting resurgent militants to avoid civilian casualties.

On the third day of his international tour, Obama and other American senators held two hours of talks with Karzai in his palace in the Afghan capital.

Obama has chided Karzai for not doing more to build confidence in the Afghan government.

US embassy spokesman Mark Stroh said the senators discussed the painstaking rebuilding of the country's government and economy, the security situation and corruption with Karzai.

The Afghan presidency said Obama's message was positive.

"Obama conveyed ... that he is committed to supporting Afghanistan and to continue the war against terrorism with vigour," said Humayun Hamidzada, Karzai's spokesman.

Both Democrats and Republicans "are friends of Afghanistan and no matter who wins the US elections, Afghanistan will have a very strong partner in the United States," Hamidzada said.

While officially part of a congressional delegation on a fact-finding tour also expected to take him to Iraq, Obama was travelling in Afghanistan amid the security accorded a likely Democratic nominee for president rather than a senator from Illinois.

Media access to Obama was limited, and his itinerary in the war zones was a closely guarded secret. The tour will include stops in Europe and the Middle East.

Note: Obama has long been a supporter of shifting at least two brigades from Iraq to Afghanistan (see his position papers in the summer of '07) Perhaps, just perhaps, we will get refocused on exactly WHERE we need to do battle to prevent the resurgence of the Taliban and Al-Queada. Good god. We've been running in place in Afghanistan since 2003. Note that Dubya has met with Karzai twice in the last year - once in the US and once in Egypt. You don't see him in Afghanistan.

GIDDY WITH ANTICIPATION

MY BIGGEST MOVIE WEEKEND OF THE YEAR SO FAR IS HERE! IT'S HERE! PLANS ARE TO CUT 1/2 DAY OF WORK TOMORROW AND BE ONE OF THE FIRST AT "THE DARK KNIGHT". SATURDAY'S BRIGHTER..."MAMMA MIA" WITH TWO OF MY FAVORITE GIRLFRIENDS.

SIGH. IT'S PERFECT. I'LL TELL Y'ALL MY REACTION ON SUNDAY.

*
*
*
MEANWHILE, ENJOY ALL MY GUYS (ABOVE)!!!
*
*
*

In search of differentiation

*
*
*
*
WE'VE ALL BEEN BLOGTHING-ING IN THE SAME PILE. HERE'S ONE WE CAN'T POSSIBLY GET THE SAME ANSWERS ON!!!!

Your Life Is Worth...

$433,500

How Much Is Your Life Worth?

My "whatness"... Quiddity

In philosophy, quiddity is identity or "whatness," something's "what it is." It comes from the scholastic Medieval Latin term quidditas, "essence," from quid, "what." Quiddity describes properties a particular substance—like a person—shares with others of its kind.
Unlike quiddity, “haecceity” denotes the discrete qualities, properties or characteristics of a thing which make it a particular thing. Haecceity is a person or object's "thisness,” referring to aspects of a thing that make it a particular thing, while quiddity refers to the universal qualities of a thing, its "whatness", those aspects of a thing that it shares with other things.
What we are in common with others, what we are distinct from them. And, finally, what we are.
What is my whatness? And yours? A fox has fox-ness, a crow has crow-ness, and we have…what? What makes you you? Is it possible to answer that question except as “you” is in relationship to other “you’s”?
Rarely, I imagine, is the word “quiddity” used in an obituary (something to aspire to!); that of poet Ted Hughes’ was an exception: “He wanted to capture not just live animals, but the aliveness of animals in their natural state: their wildness, their quiddity, the fox-ness of the fox and the crow-ness of the crow.”
Poets, it would seem, are dipping pens into inkwells every morning after their black coffee and scone corner to do just that: capture quiddity. Ironically, then, quiddity itself is the essence of their work to capture quiddity, an infinite regress of quiddities, a word that quite stops looking like itself once you write it a few times.
~from the 37 Days Blog

Marion found this for me last summer and I posted it on my old blog. Since that time, I've had a lot of days, where, in the midst of the day, I've tried to define my "quiddity", at least on that particular day. So, I resurrected this thought.

I'm a poet, and this morning, after my coffee (with cream), instead of messing with my inkwell, I used another important part of my "whatness", my desire to solve puzzles. Perhaps this lifelong love of puzzles (my family used to do jigsaws together) along with the puzzle that is Scrabble, along with the reading of mystery thriller after mystery thriller, is part of my "whatness". It sure was today!

I don't keep puzzles and rarely do them at home, but a dear friend sent me a lighthouse puzzle, and I'm pretty consumed with lighthouse pictures, so I went at it vociferously in my kitchen. Rain, thunder and lightning abounded (the kitchen nook has big glass windows on two sides, looking out into a beautiful wooded area) while I worked away at my task. I finally disconnected myself (more after dinner) to accomplish errands, laundry and a little cleaning.

A lovely, relaxing weekend. Part of my quiddity!

What appears to be one thing, is often another...

*
*
*
NO, THOSE AREN'T THE INDIGO GIRLS. A STILL FROM MY FAVORITE MOCKUMENTARY FILM, "DROP DEAD GORGEOUS".... TODAY'S IG SONG IS A MOCKUMENTARY IN THAT SAME VEIN.


In all types of music, I believe the songwriter really thrives when publishing a lyric, and having the audience assume it means something, when it really is all about something else.

The Indigo Girls are far too political for most tastes, and usually open about it in their lyrics. They've come out in song on the administration, the war, immigration, and even Native American rights. Not all of it is pretty....but what satisfaction to be able to air your views in this way.

This last song of mine this week is that type of song. If you hear the song, or read the words, it is ostensibly about a love affair that is ending... where the woman is shedding her last tears. I had a situation like this last year and listened to this song alot. Never saw the video (don't watch VH1, and the Girls are too middle of the road and old for MTV and too pop for CMT) until I caught it on YouTube.

In it, they turn the lovesong into a mockumentary of the election/current administration...complete with their "First Lady" costumes. Enjoy the irony.

Coming up for air... WWJD? What Would Jesse Do?

Wisely, this is the one day break from Indigo Girls in Indigo week (note that I'm not posting 7; only 4).

I cannot let the day pass by without getting in a hoot about a man that has always taken the low road:

Jackson's son, Rep. Jesse Jackson Jr. of Illinois -- co-chair of Obama's presidential campaign -- publicly blasted his father's comments Wednesday.
"I'm deeply outraged and disappointed in Rev. Jackson's reckless statements about Sen. Barack Obama," the younger Jackson said. "His divisive and demeaning comments about the presumptive Democratic nominee -- and I believe the next president of the United States -- contradict his inspiring and courageous career."
The lawmaker added that he'll "always love" his father but said, "I thoroughly reject and repudiate his ugly rhetoric."

I don't know how inspiring and courageous a career Jesse elder has had, perhaps when MLK was around to tamp him down. Since then, I'd contrast him as insipid and critical for most of his adult time in the spotlight.

Collaboration....

Folk music, folk rock... call it what you will. It's all about collaboration.

Rodney Crowell writes songs for everyone who's discerning enough to recognize him for the great he is. Emmylou sings harmony for anyone she admires, and her presence always adds an ethereal quality to everyone she joins. Townes Van Zandt contributes Texas folk and country, as does Willie Nelson. Dylan influences... well, everybody, and no one sounds the worse for singing a Dylan song.

No greater collaboration in folk or folk rock existed in recent years than Sarah McLachlan's stubborn refusal to take no for an answer when creating Lilith Fair - a traveling song show for female musicians, primarily folk, with rock and country influences. The Indigo Girls were featured in the fair all three years, although, like other artists in 1999, they did not play all the dates - only Sarah did. Lilith fairgoers got great individual performances, but they were also treated to collaborations. And a favorite of folk artists is to collaborate on an old song, "from the roots" of folk music.

One of the most beloved, "The Water is Wide", is thought to be a Scottish folk song that dates back to the 17th century ("Waly, waly"). Catch IG collaborating with Jewel and the great Sarah McLachlan on this beautiful song. (Hang in there for the short dialogue in French at the beginning). The 4 part harmony, a cappella, at the end, is amazing.

Early folk rock.....with the Indigo Girls (1989)

Amy and Emily hit national recognition with a self-titled CD in 1989. It featured 10 songs, 6 of which are still most in demand at their concerts; largely acoustic, rough and focused on the lyrics. Amy Ray has always been the darker lyricist and the most close to rock of the duo. When Amy sings lead, Amy wrote the song, and the same is true of Emily. It remains true, 20 years later. The album was a runaway hit, causing their label to re-release an older album the same year, "Broken Promises".... this song, "Land of Canaan" is the only song on both CD's.



Indigo Girls Land Of Canaan Music via Noolmusic.com





Land of Canaan


You can go to the East
To find your, inner hemisphere.
You say we're under the same sky babe,
You're bound to realize, Honey, it's not that clear.
I'm not your promise land
I'm not your promise one
I'm not your Land of Canaan, sweetheart,
Waiting for you under the sun.

I'm lonely tonight, I'm missing you now.
I'm wanting your love and you're giving it out.
I'm lonely tonight, I'm lonely tonight, I'm lonely tonight.

Well the meanings changed (for what it's worth),
It's just a senseless game.
I should think of love, but it's fear every time I hear
Your heart strain.
It's not the fallen man,
It's not the call of time,
It's just the London skyline
Telling me you're not mine.

I'm lonely tonight, I'm missing you now.
I'm wanting your love and you're giving it out.
I'm lonely tonight, I'm lonely tonight, I'm lonely tonight.

My blood is running dry,
My skin is, my skin is growing thin
For every time you find yourself
You lose a little bit of me, from within.
It's just a raging cycle, why can't we
Bring it all to the end of the line.
From inside this existence, sweetheart,
Time is not on my side.

I'm lonely tonight, I'm missing you now.
I'm wanting your love and you're giving it out.
I'm lonely tonight, I'm lonely tonight, I'm lonely tonight.

I'm not your promised land, I'm not your promised one.
I'm not your promised land, I'm not your promised one.
I'm not your Land of Canaan Sweetheart,
I'm not your Land of Canaan Sweetheart,
I'm not your Land of Canaan Sweetheart,
Waiting for you under the sun, I'm lonely tonight.


*
*
*

Folk Music & Me

Wikipedia: Folk songs are commonly seen as songs that express something about a way of life that exists now or existed in the past or is about to disappear (or in some cases, to be preserved or somehow revived). However, despite the assembly of an enormous body of work over some two centuries, there is still no certain definition of what folk music (or folklore, or the folk) is.

It started for me some 45 years ago. I was able to distinguish a difference between my parents music (they loved their crooners: Martin, Martino, Sinatra, Bennett, Connie Francis, Andy Williams) and my Aunt Alice's influence... she was a guitar picker, and she encouraged us to listen to the Kingston Trio, the Weavers, Peter Paul and Mary. It was easy to go from those groups to the folk-protest songs of the late 60's from Bob Dylan and Joan Baez. And so many years ago today, all the songs of that time still resonate with me....lost a little in the glitz of the 70's and '80's and recovered with some more current artists in the '90's.

Although I've branched out some, I still have a natural affinity for what I'll call folk music for lack of a better term. Probably the most successful artists affiliated with it today are Allison Kraus & Union Station, Jewel, and Emmylou Harris. In many ways, folk music is more keenly idenitified with female voices and harmony than with males in our current society. Bleeding into country, gospel, the blues, and sometimes pop, folk music is probably, for some, a strange antiquity.

For 20 years now, since 1988, I've been following the folkie duo called "The Indigo Girls"... they started in the Atlanta area... truly identified with anti-war and gay and lesbian causes, the girls are pictured above when they were starting out. I saw them recently on a talk show appearance and marveled at how old they look. Then I compared the picture of them above to one of me in 1988, and took a good look in the mirror. Same infusion of wrinkles and wisdom.

The chief appeal of Emily Saliers (the redhead) and Amy Ray as a duo is the magnificent harmony, the use of many acoustic instruments, and the lyrics, the lyrics, the lyrics. It is these lyrics... tributes to the way things were in America, songs of love and loss...cynical ballads whose theme is war and bigotry -- that keep their music alive for me. In this week's blog I'm going to try and give the readers something of the best of Emily and Amy.

No better way than to start with my favorite Indigo song, from my favorite LP, 1994's "Swamp Ophelia".... "Least Complicated". The video is a masterful compilation of E & A setting up for a concert on a darkened stage, with black and white images and the lyrics of the song playing out on the curtain. There has always been debate about what drove this kind of a love song...was it their own complicated relationship?

Repeating Year After Year

There is a quick shortcut to holidays if you are a blogger. Just go back to last year and post what you posted then. (C'mon, admit it...you might do it, too.)



I checked out the YaHOO blog and found that, on July 4, 2007, I'd posted a real deadpan piece about my lack of confidence in the leadership of George W. Bush, accompanied by Keith Olberman's video asking George to resign:



http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=9DD784EA45391B38





Obviously, that didn't happen. And yes, I don't know if either of our Prez candidates is the right guy to take the helm (and the girl lost...she wasn't the right one, either). And George, last time I checked, hadn't stepped down. Economically, we're in a world of hurt. But somehow, despite all that, I find myself in a more positive frame of mind. My own life improved year over year...better place to live, better job, same amount of debt, (less in the 401k, I'll admit), all the fine friends still with me, my kids in better circumstances, I'm feelin' romantic again. My health is maintaining at the same level. I already took a great vacation this year. I'm going to the baseball game today!



George rarely bothers me anymore.



Thus, thought I'd treat the readers with a photo that could've come off my own road growing up in Minnesota (the road, like many rural roads there, DID NOT HAVE A NAME. It was just...the road by our house. Some people called it the golf course road. If you lived there, you had a P.O. Box. Anyways, that flag looks just like what my dad wouldn've put out by our newspaper box (when you have a PO Box, you don't have a mailbox by the driveway). So, Happy 4th to all, and may it get better and better as the year stretches onward.
*

*

*

My favorite birthday video......

*
*

MUSINGS ON 54

If YOU WERE BORN IN 1954, YOU WOULD TURN 54 THIS YEAR!!!! THERE IS A PHRASE FOR THAT, IN LATIN. I DON'T KNOW IT, BUT IT IS TRUE. I AM THAT OLD, AND THAT IS THE YEAR OF MY BIRTH.

NOW THAT YOU KNOW THAT I HAVE VIRTUALLY NO RESTRAINT AFTER EATING BIRTHDAY BROWNIES TODAY... (JUST THE CHOCOLATE, GUYS, I NEED NO ILLEGAL SUBSTANCES.....) HERE IS A THOUGHT-PROVOKING SURVEY!!! MY ANSWERS ARE IN

BLUE. COPY IT OVER AND LEAVE YOUR OWN ANSWERS IN THE COMMENT SECTION. OR, STEAL IT AND PUT IT ON YOUR BLOG. WE LIKE SHARING.

Survey from "Parenthetically Speaking"...stealing from a friendly blog, again.

1. What time do you get up on work days?

5:30 a.m.

2. How late do you sleep on the weekends?

sometimes until 8

3. When was the last time you saw the inside of a church?

oh, come now!

4. How long has it been since you got a raise at work?

I got a raise at my last job in April, 2007, then my job was eliminated (how many times can that happen to one woman in a lifetime???). I'm happy to say that at the new job we are counting down to raise date.... July 19. I plan to buy all my friends some shoes. That will make them happy. If you don't get some shoes from me in the mail...you're not my friend.

5. If applicable, how old is your youngest child?

22! How did that happen? I was a child bride.

6. Have you bought a book in the last 2 weeks? If so, what was it?

Have I bought 10? Or 12? Something like that. The last one was "Child 44". Great book!

7. When was the last time you cleaned out your refrigerator?

3 weeks ago.

8. When was the last time you cleaned behind your refrigerator?

In 1993 in CT, our old refrigerator bit the dust. I was forced to clean behind it before the guys installed the new one. Now, I just move whenever I have to clean.

9. When did you last wash your car?

6 weeks ago. I can't afford it now because I rarely have enough money for gas. :)

10. What are you wearing right now?

Jeans and T

11. Where are you right now?

At my computer, silly.

12. Do you sing in the shower? If you do:(a) Are you any good?(b) Do you enjoy it?(c) Does anyone ever ask you to stop?

Well, of course! And I enjoy every last, cracked off key note. But no one else does.

13. In light of high fuel prices, if you had to choose some mode of transportation in lieu of an automobile, what would it be?

Easy. Helicopter. Hal? Hal?????

"When your heart stops beating,

how do you wish to be remembered?"

Some people just naturally think in beautiful prose. Borrowed this phrase from a friend of mine. When he wrote it, he wasn't thinking of the beauty of the phrase, he was just trying to make a point. I have to labor for hours to write in the same fashion.

Sporking

I loved this blogthing on "Parenthetically Speaking". And so, I borrowed it. Naturally, it is because I like how I turned out. I was surprised to find out I'm not an expert at anything, but you know, self-examination is good for you. Join me, the link is below the analysis!

You Are a Spork

You have a playful, eccentric sense of humor. You are creative. You see the world in bold colors. You are a dabbler. You love to experiment. You aren't an expert in anything, but you know a little about everything.

What Utensil Are You?