A - Available or Married: Married - 10 years this year. I accepted the wisdom of Doc Johnson.
B - Book: I turn to the right and see... Titanic: A Night Remembered, by Stephanie Barczewski; I turn to the left and see... The Writer's Compass, by Nancy Ellen Dodd. Books to the left of me, books to the right of me - did I mention I have a penchant for reading more than one book at a time?
C - Cake or Pie: wull, gee, you can't do that. It depends entirely on what kind of cake, what kind of pie, ain't?
Say - this isn't some kind of "one-word answer" thing, is it? 'cause if it IS, I think I flunked...
D - Drink: water, usually. I don't dream of fine wines. I dream of cocoa, real make-it-with-Hershey's-and-sugar-and-whole-milk cocoa. Hold the marshmallows - I'm on a diet.
E - Essential Item: glasses.
F- Favorite Color: oh, here we go again. Pink. Wait, no, not that shade of pink... blue, Alice blue. No, wait, back to pink: you know that toned pink called "ashes of roses"? ...no, never mind, forget it, let's just go with midnight blue and be done with it. I think... can I get back to you on this one?
H - Hometown: Orwell, New York. Ain't no place like the snowbelt. Hah.
I - Indulgence: honestly, I don't think there's anything I indulge in but what I count the cost... so the short answer is, I dunno.
J - Job: Not no more. I need one though.
K - Kids: A slew of 'em - his, mine, no ours.
L- Life is incomplete without: eyesight. I will make a very poor blind person.
M - Music group or singer: whatever's going, usually. I run the gamut pretty much from Stephen Foster to opera to John Philip Sousa (oh, I want to BE the piccolo in Stars 'n' Stripes Forever!) to Civil War songs to Gilbert & Sullivan to... you know those dusty old hymnals before the UMC became the UMC and was only known as the MC? yeh, those dusty old hymnals... You get the idea. About the only thing I can't stand is that ersatz crap that passes for (I shudder to type it) "country" these days. What happened to people like Kitty Wells and Hank Williams Sr and Patsy Cline? What happened to gen-you-whine bluegrass? Ne'er mind. I'm going back for Suite: Judy Blue Eyes.
N - Number of Siblings: none anymore, alas.
O - Oranges or Apples: *sigh* These things torture me, they really do. Depends on the oranges and the apples. Don't even bother with that waxed stuff that passes for apples in supermarkets. Now, if you've got a Cortland right off the tree, we're talking business. Oranges - you may not believe this, but the best oranges I've had in recent years have been coming from the south of Spain. Europe's Florida, I guess. They're "Navelinas." You can keep your Valencias. Stack a nice big crisp Cortland up against a Spanish Navelina and tell me to choose one, and I'll have smoke coming outta m'ears faster'n you can say Norman.
P - Phobias/Fears: I don't think I have any. There's plenty of things I don't like, but... I guess short of an axe murderer chasing me around I'm pretty sanguine about the cosmos. Mostly. [Update: see "T"]
Q - Favorite Quote: "When I do good, I feel good, and when I do bad, I feel bad - that is my religion." Attributed to A. Lincoln.
R - Reason to smile: ...I need a reason?
S - Season: autumn!
T - Tattoos: ...so the then-18-year-old son says to me "Ma! I wanna get a tattoo!" "Sure, son" says me "But before you decide, do me a favor. Go look up some of those WWII vets with tattoos and tell me what you think." Two weeks later he comes back and says "Do you know how much skin sags when you get old? Those guys might've started out with nice tatts, but now? They're all faded and blurry and kind of shapeless... not very pretty. I think I'll give it a miss." "You bet, son, I don't blame you." I think that pretty much sums up my view on tattoos, at least on me and mine. Hmmm... this might be a good time to bring up the phobia thing: you remember those huge glass hypodermics doctors used in the '50s? They'd autoclave 'em and use the same ones over and over until the needles were so dull you could practically drill bricks with 'em. Yeh, those hypodermics. No wonder I have a thing about needles...
U - Unknown fact about me? ...if I put it here, just how unknown can it be?
V - Vegetable you love: it'd be easier to list a veggie I don't. Artichokes. Jerusalem artichokes. I think that pretty much does it. Guess I'm not too crazy about Swiss chard, but then, I haven't had it in a long time...
W - Worst habit: I talk... um, I mean, I type too much.
X - X-rays? oh, well, all sorts. I once had my feet x-rayed with one of those fluoroscope-boxes they used to have in shoestores. Does that make me old?
Y - Your favorite food: IF - that's capital-I, capital-F, IF - I could genuinely eat it with impunity - hot fudge sundae, REAL hot fudge, none of this Smucker's-in-a-jar plastic over real authentic do-they-still-make-it-anymore maple-walnut ice cream. Hold the whipped cream. I don't like it. Besides, that'd just be gilding the lily.
Z - Zodiac? Libra. Dragon. A fire-breathing Libra. A Dragon with (wait for it) scales.
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I'll leave you with this: you know how when you get a song in your head, it plays over - and over - and over, until you feel you're on the brink of madness? And you know how EXOTEC (I think it was) entitled this thread "Getting to know 'US'"? And you remember Anna Leon-Owens / Deborah Kerr / Marni Nixon singing "Getting to Know You" in the King & I? Well, I've had that song in my head ever since I read the title of this thread. And now you do too. Sharing. It's a good thing, lol...
Edited by: KASEYCOFF at: 1/16/2013 (15:52)
Christmas gift suggestions: To your enemy, forgiveness. To an opponent, tolerance. To a customer, service. To every child, a good example. To a friend, your heart. To yourself, respect. To all, charity. --Oren Arnold
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