Sunday, January 7, 2007

Either/Or


A shot of a little guy I like to call Daniel Claus. Yes, that's a coonskin cap. Well, pseudo-coon. Doesn't he kill you? And I promise, his personality is just like the pic suggests.

(note to self: learn more about using camera, editing digital pics, and posting them in blog. Still, hilarious. Please note the tops of his little llbean boots down there.)

8:50, and through inertia, I have waited nearly too long to make it to jazz. Is this shameful, or OK? (OK, because I can still put the 4:00 class into the hazy future of this afternoon.)

Tentative plans to crop with Madame Librarian, and struggling to imagine leaving the house at all today. Am I tired from the trip? Am I intimidated (a seemingly recurring theme in these annals...) by the prospect of going back to work, and needing to putter here? And IF I stay home, will I really do laundry, take down the tree, iron, hem pants, cook meals, and otherwise prepare for the Oregon trail of going back to teaching fifth grade...? Or will I succumb to the drugged-like sleep that overtakes me if I stay in this overwhelming chaos? (Watch this one: if I get off this admittedly VERY COMFORTABLE leather office chair with awesome lumbar support- maybe make that arsesome-that P found for $30 on Craig's list, I can do it ALL, including jazz.)

But let's have some fun:

1. Dogs? or cats?
Dogs. Now, if you had said (well, if I had said) puppies or kittens, I would have to go feline on this one.

2. Forest or island?
Are we talking out of children's fiction here, or reality? Because those mossy, sun-dappled forest floors always fascinated me. Never mind, I pick forest anyway. But deciduous. Or at least aspen mixed in with the evergreen.

3. Elves or gnomes?
Oh, decidedly elves. The real question is, are BROWNIES the same as elves? Or are they better?

4. Newt Gingrich, or Rush Limbaugh? (you HAVE to choose. Moowaa, ha, ha!!! And you thought this was just going to be a sweet little happy quiz!)
God. god, god, god. I'm going to have to pick Newt, because his influence has waned, and now he's just a comical hair-victim. Rush exerts far too much influence on my mother-in-law, among other easily-herded animals.

5. Little House series, or Anne of Green Gables series?
huh. Tough one here. I'll get back to you. Actually, I don't think I could have loved Anne as much until I had already been weaned on Laura. So, Laura.

6. Science fiction, or true crime? (ick. Now I've set MYSELF up for writhing.)
hate, HATE them both. Still, the Slytherin (see below) part of me will admit to sordid curiosity about true crime. Otherwise, why read "People" magazine?

7. Sean Connery, or Tom Selleck? (I know, I KNOW they're assholes. That's the POINT of this game. They're BEAUTIFUL assholes. Um, so to speak.)
Tom Selleck. It's the shots of him running shirtless through the surf that do it. Still, that accent of Sean's is hard to ignore. Here's the REAL hot old guy: Patrick Stewart. I mean it.

8. Which Hogwarts house would the sorting hat put you in? Be honest. We all WISH to be Griffindore, and I'm quite sure no one will admit to being a Slytherin, so let's just limit it to Ravenclaw, Griffindore or Hufflepuff?
I would LOVE to be in Griffindore, but I'm afraid two things would hold me back. A, I'm not sure how to spell it. B, my courage is kinda flickery, like a flashlight with a poor connection. Sometimes I amaze myself with my outspoken confrontation of institutional steamrolling. Other times, I put on a bland "I don't get it" face. I would be placed in Ravenclaw. Any victim of my rapier wit (a.k.a. sarcasm) would agree. And anyone who has ever been to my home or seen the top of my desk would know that the work ethic of Hufflepuffs is WAY above my own.

9. Social Committee, or Discipline Committee? (god forbid. The answer to this one, folks, is to SIGN UP for Social Committee, and immediately start an after-school CLUB that always meets at the same time as the committee.)

10. France or Spain?
Spain, of course.

11. Fine, Spain or Italy?
Spain.

12. Italy or France?
Italy.

13. Italy or Greece.
Greece. duh.

14. Japan, or Australia?
Australia.

15. Japan or China?
Japan.

16. China or Nepal?
Nepal.

17. Fine then, Nepal or Australia?
Australia.

(I really don't need any blog-readers. It's not that I don't love you, but the truth is, I have spent my life talking to an imaginary audience, which has always hung with fascination to my every word, action or opinion. I am not making this up. The only way I EVER got through practicing for my piano lessons was the knowledge that the movie being made of my life would reveal my early cleverness, as well as the problematic work ethic.)

18. Me, or you?
ha! Just kidding.

I think that's enough for now. It's been fun.

2 comments:

cb said...

I didn't think it possible that you could be more verbose in writing than you are in person.Boy was I wrong.

As for the photo stuff--you need to get the CM Memory manager, my dear. Cheap and really easy to use.

Sorry about the scrapbooking today--I think I also felt the need to putter around the house because of going back to work after nearly three weeks away.I'd like to take a raincheck, though!!

Mr. Pete said...

Those chairs ROCK! Two of them for $60! Of course I'm not counting the hour and a half drive over ice-capped streets, wending my way through the greydom that calls itself the Highlands Ranch Planned Community. Still worth it. I left one at home for us and took the other to school so I could nap during lunch.

'Druthers...

1. Dogs. However, I'm still really pissed that Rex ate the banana bread somebody at work made for me. I almost sold him over that.

2. I agree; forest it is. It could be because we both grew up in piney forests with aspens fluttering their little leaves at the slightest breath of air. Dappled sunlight on a soft forest floor, the hush of a breeze in the branches above. The tree green against the blue above... Definitely forest.

3. Who can take gnomes seriously? Really, unless they get better press or casting or a new agent they will forever be the dumpy garden guys. They need a makeover, the way Legolas did for elves, or they can forget anything but hanging out with the weeds in the garden.

4. I'm not sure what I'm choosing them for. Is this like where I choose who I'd rather be stuck (?!?) on an island with, Mary Ann or Ginger, or Mary Ann or Jeannie? Let us assume so. Okay, I'd take Rush. Mainly because he comes with drugs, and Newt I'd just have to kill and use as fish bait.
For the record, I'd choose Jeannie. No question about it.

5. You must be speaking of the books and not the tv/mini-series. I'd go with Anne if only because the insufferable self-righteous Michael Landon ruined anything to do with prairiedom for me. It wasn't like driving through Nebraska was bad enough.

6. Right. I'm with you on this. However, I do find the FBI profiling cases somewhat compelling in a Hannibal Lector kind of way. One every couple of years will do it for me.

7. Okay, neither do much for me, but say I had to head out for a beer with one of them, then I'd pick Selleck. There is just an aloofness about Connery that makes me think that if you were with him he'd want you to talk about him all the time.
Patrick Stewart is definitely better than either.
I don't think I've ever encountered the adjective "beautiful" modifying the noun "assholes" before. It's sort of like combining "splendid" and "sphincter."

8. You've told me that you think of me as a Gryfindor, while some of my students have said I more resemble Snape. I think the former, but as I get older I'm becoming more of a Ravenclaw; satisfied with a good book. You, however, are definitely a Ravenclaw.

9. Funny how you place this after which Hogwarts House. I think your answer here would place you in either the Slytherin house, or any of the other three houses. Definitely social committee.

10. France 11. Italy 12. Italy
13. Greece 14. Australia (because I've been to Japan) 15. China (See #14) 16. China 17. Australia
I'm pretty sure I contradicted myself somewhere in there.

18. Oh, my bride of these 18+ years, it has always been you. No kidding.

Thanks for letting me in to blog with you.

My love,
P-