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There is no real good reason for posting this.  At least I don’t think.   I could have told you where (roughly) I came out on the scale without ever actually taking the 40 question quiz.  Not only that, I swear I have taken and posted something like this before, but with over 180 posts that could be determined ‘political’ it was too hard to find.

With 126 unaccounted for points – it seems that the term ‘very progressive’ would be overstating it, unless if you got to 400 they just branded you a Sandinista.

Most of the questions are clear cut, but sometimes the phrasing of it made me carefully chose my answer(s).   If the word ‘always’ or ‘never’ appeared, I wasn’t so quick to pick the number I initially might have, so I tempered my level of agreement.

I could not find a way to embed this sucker into the blog, so all you get above is a .jpg of my score.   However, if you would like to take your own quiz of this – you can get to it by going here.

Song by: Laurie Anderson

Cover Me

I don’t really have a lot to say today. I do, but nothing I’m really wanting to at this point. Eventually. Maybe. “I’m not promising you anything,Whoopi!”

But I’m on a quest to have at least 100 days of straight blogging and I have like 10 more to go, or less. Count your lucky stars.

I’ve done one of those meme posts here and there, but never tagged anyone. Nor did I ever know anyone who has taken me up on the thing. So colour me surprised when at least three people did, from my post two days ago. Three that I know of.

I have to start off with the person who started it all: Kris. It was her meme actually. But I know the other folks used it from my blog – but she gets the props.  Hers is so Jenny Lewis, it’s eerie.  Loving it!

Jon doesn’t have a blog (yet!). But he took up the cause. …not that it is a cause. I LOVE his album title. It fits him so well, you have no idea. I’m not sure what to make of the Transformer-y cover. To be fair, he doesn’t either.

Sean had a good one too. I love the image. It’s a little Augusten Burroughs, but whatta gonna do?

Birdie’s is the one I really like (next to mine, of course).  The image.  The font.  The creative text placement.

All are impressive because none of these were a slam dunk post.  They took a lot more time than anyone really thought they would – present company included!   So they showed commitment.

If anyone else out there has done it, I’d be happy to add to this post, or do a sequel to the sequel post.

Song by:  Bruce Sprinsteen

Put Your Record On

It really has been tough to blog with zero breaks. It might be time soon for at least a few days, but I’ll announce that when it actually happens. In the meantime, Kris, over at My First Gray Hair, has put up her meme kind of thing from I think Facebook:

What would your own album look like if you were in a band?

Follow the directions below and find out…Here are the rules:

1 – Go to Wikipedia. Hit “random”or click The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.

2 – Go to Quotations Page and select “random quotations”or click The last four or five words of the very last quote on the page is the title of your first album.

3 – Go to Flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”or click Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4 – Use Photoshop or similar to put it all together.

I do not have Ye Olde PhotoShoppe, but GraphicConverter. Because I have almost no idea how to use it, I did cheat a bit and had to change the name of my band. I could not fit it on the album cover, as I could not figure out how to change the font size.

The original band name was soooooo much better: something like Heteromonology (though that isn’t quite it and I didn’t write down the exact spelling).

I also edited the quote to three words, as four or five would have been: dead and tortures the living. I guess that could have worked too. I still think I would have had space/font issues if I went for the longer version. But the three word one worked so well with the picture.

I’m not sure the picture could have been any better.

So, what’s yours?

Song by: Corrine Bailey Ray

Fascination Street

It’s the last day of the month and I’m closing in on my 90th straight day of a blog entry. This is tiring, ya know?

So I’m just taking Tornwordo’s meme to do Gooooooogle Street Views of the house(s) you lived in when growing up, or as he calls it, your childhood home.

I wasn’t sure exactly what a childhood house actually is, so I am giving you three.

Here is the house my parents lived in when I was born. I don’t think it was so filled-in with foliage, since I think it was a bare lot when they built it. I remember one of my sisters saying years later, they planted a pussy willow in the yard. I always thought that was a funny word.  hehehehe……pussy willow.

We didn’t stay there long. Maybe two years after I was born? I remember zilch about this house. After there, we moved here:

This is where we lived for the next three or four years. Right outside Toledo – and very very close to the Michigan border. Allegedly, the playground at my kindergarten was in Michigan, but I see that as implausible with state and city taxes for public school.

My father still talks about this house, or really, the neighborhood. I have fond memories of the house, or really, the neighborhood. And the neighbors. Bruno, the big german shepard, from two doors down. Or the neighbors who had a kid my age with my first name. Who knew?

There was no basketball hoop when we lived there. What we did have was a tree my family planted in the front yard. I remember my oldest sister pushing me into the freshly dug hole for it, while my hands were in my pockets. I couldn’t get out of the hole, or the hands out of my pockets due to how I was laying said hole.  I remember them looking down and laughing at me.  Bitches!

My mother planted the arborvitae to the left of the house as a barrier to the neighbors, look how huge they now stand!

After there, we moved here:

Ok, there is no street view for this house – where my parents still live. In June, they will have been there for 40 years! 40!!!! You can kind of see, they live on a golf course and it was a great place to really grow up. I was there from 1st grade until I left for college.

Denton and I still go out there a few times per month for dinner. I wouldn’t mind my parents moving into something smaller than their 5 bedroom house, but at their age, that doesn’t seem realistic to pack-up, sell and move. The house is still nice, but I know when it is time to sell, us kids will have to either take a bath on it, or do some renovations before selling it.

One of my sisters moved right near them on King’s Orchard. They’ve since moved.

We never lived here. One set of grandparents did. I was just looking this shit up. It was the first and only house I’ve known with a “breezeway”. It had cool red laminent flooring though in the kitchen.

My grandfather killed himself in the garage. I wasn’t supposed to know that, but I saw the death certificate that was left out on the dining room table. I guess maybe a 6th grader should be sheltered from that. I’m not sure how much my sisters knew of this at the time. I kept it to myself for at least a decade.

Maybe my childhood ended sooner than it should have.

I never tag anyone for these meme things.  As far as I know, no one did my Mr. Picasso Head.

Song by: the Cure


I took up Tornwordo’s Music Meme post for a few reasons – I’m big on music, and it is Sunday and a travel day…..and I had to post something!

I am not sure I have a type of music I like – though my friends will say ‘good….but down’. Or is it ‘down……but good’?Either way, the inflection on the last part of either goes up. I too have helped morph my partner’s musical tastes……not that he doesn’t have his own. But I am less likely to be influenced by his choice of artists. No judgement.

Since I travel a lot, I use my iPod a lot. I don’t get shuffle. How it works, that is. I will find it playing the same artist a few songs later. I mean, I have 2000 songs on it…..mix it up Apple! And if I start over after rebooting, recharging, or whatever, I seem to get a lot of the same songs I had just heard (I swear Sarah McLachlan’s “Fumbling Towards Ecstasy” is always right there!).

That all being said – below are the 10 shuffled songs. No filters. Take it for what it is.

01. Counting Crows – Cowboys
One of my top favorites off their last disk Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings

02. the Killers – Sweet Talk
Had never heard it before this shuffle. I just put it on my iPod from their b-side disk Sawdust. Not bad at all. Is it radio material? No, or it wouldn’t be on a b-side disk. Ok….as I keep listening, it kind of drags on.

03. Blondie – Die Young Stay Pretty
A little new wave. A little reggae. All good.

04. Dave Davies – Imagination’s Real
Ray’s brother and fellow Kink’s member from his solo debut back in 1980 (?). It was the only song I liked from his disk. He’s an incredible guitarist – not that you could tell from this song, but I still like it.

05. kd lang – So in Love
From Red, Hot + Blue. And AIDS fund raising disk with artists covering Cole Porter songs. Truly what kd’s voice was made for.

06. Damien Rice – aime
Great song. Acoustic guitar. Some strings. That’s it.

07. Rosanne Cash – Pink Bedroom
John Haitt song. And nothing is more fun than an upbeat song about a teenage girl who is young enough to have a pink bedroom, but also pregnant. 1985 song – and I love the line ‘she’s got her records and they’re all imports’. ahhh….I remember only buying those…..because I was so cool!

08. Annie Lennox – Something So Right
Paul Simon has almost never sounded so good.

09. the Carpenters – Superstar
….because Karen Carpenter is just that good of a singer. Even if Richard was tres fey.

10. Marti Jones – Back of the Line
An oft mentioned artist here on my blog, but a rarely heard one. Seriously, check her out. Off her third solo disk Used Guitars (1988?). One of her first songs she wrote, as until this time had usually just covered other’s songs.

Weird. I just noticed, not one song from the 90s. Two from the 70s. A number from the 80s and the rest from this century.

Song by: the Carpenters

I Just Wanna Live

I can’t help feel I’ve posted something like this before, but damn if I’m gonna look through almost 1200 posts to see. I do have a life – as hard as that might be to fathom.

Someone at work provided me this Health Risk Assessment. I cannot confirm or deny its accuracy, but folks in my field think it is a pretty good indicator of you and your “lifestyle”.

Yeah – that there up above is me after taking the test. I shaved almost 10 years off my life – virtually. Unfortunately, I’m scheduled to live almost another 40.

There are usual questions on alcohol, smoking and eating, but some others like parent’s age, history of coronary artery disease and stature (stocky or stocky and bald) are included.  For the record, I put down “average”.   They don’t seem to cover some other things you think they might – but they’re the experts………I guess.

How accurate this is can only be as good as how honest you are at answering the questions.  I think I did ok.

14700 days left to live.  Shoot me now!

Song by: Good Charlotte

g-d is a real estate developer

You know the Bible 69%!

Wow! You are truly a student of the Bible! Some of the questions were difficult, but they didn’t slow you down! You know the books, the characters, the events . . . Very impressive!

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I totally swiped this from Curtis’ blog. He went to bible college – and clearly, I think we all know that I did not.

Though they say I’m ‘very impressive’ – and I am, just not in bible stuff – some of the questions were just a little too easy if you went by process of elimination. Many have them have nothing to do with biblical knowledge.

I was a little disappointed they didn’t tell me which questions I got right or wrong. How will I ever learn??? Don’t say by reading the book – that’s never gonna happen.

It’s probably not a coincidence that my score was a 69. I guess I couldn’t get a 666, so that’s the number they had to settle on.

Song by: Michelle Shocked