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Oldie, 12/4/08: A meme for grownups

Questions for the people who are a little older....


What bill do you hate paying the most?
Credit cards - reminders of past foolishness.

When's the last time someone cooked you a romantic dinner?
A couple of years ago -- some chef in a restaurant!

Whats the farthest you would drive to see someone?
So far, 850 miles is the most, but I'm not ruling out 1500 or so...

How many colleges did you attend?
2, not counting random "Continuing-Ed" stuff.



Why did you choose the shirt that you have on right now?
Um, it's cold enough for heavy cotton PJ's.

What are your thoughts on gas prices?
They made Thanksgiving affordable this year.

First thought when the alarm went off this morning?
Ha! It didn't go off 'cause today's a vacation day ... mwahahaha!

Last thought before going to sleep last night?
My feet are still cold. Wonder if I should put on sockzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....

Do you miss being a child?
Only if I could do it all over, knowing all I know now.

What errand/chore do you despise?
Cleaning the bathtub, 'cause no matter how much I scrub, it still comes out looking the same, except some of the enamel has come off. :(

Get up early or sleep in?
I'm cursed with morning-personitis.

Have you found real love yet?
Actually, yes!

Favorite lunch meat?
Olive loaf. Yeah, I know...

What do you get every time you go into Wal-Mart?
Quite often it's an OTC pain remedy.

Beach or lake?
Beach!

What are you listening to?
Music in my head, currently "Wrapped Around Your Finger" by Sting.

Do you think marriage is an outdated ritual?
Yes.

Do you own land?
Just what my house sits on.

Favorite movie you wouldn't want anyone to find out about?
"Hannibal." I hate the way the ending deviated from the book's, and yes I know the dinner scene was over-the-top gross, and Julianne Moore isn't Jodie Foster, but DAMN the cinematography and Hans Zimmer's score were incredible, and it's Hannibal Lecter, and that's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

Cowboys or Indians?
Cowboys, until they improve the makeup jobs on the Indians.

Cops or Robbers?
Depends on the movie.

Sopranos or Desperate Housewives?
Sopranos

Grey's or 'The Office?
I've only seen "Grey's."

What famous person would you like to have dinner with?
Benjamin Franklin.

Indoors or Outdoor?
Outdoors, even though I'm rarely there.

Have you ever crashed your vehicle?
Yes.

Have you ever had to use a fire extinguisher for its intended purpose?
No.

Do you have a teddy bear?
Bunch of them.

What does someone have to do to get your attention?
Speak in a clear, firm voice.

Do you go to church?
Yes.

How old are you?
50

What do you need right now?
Motivation.

What's the last thing you ate?
Salad last night, coffee this morning.

Last thing you bought?
Gas & snack at a convenience store.

Are you going to work?
Not today! Not tomorrow! Not until Monday! Eat yer heart out!

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