I'm really just a two-legged, upright lemming.

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palmtreepalmtree asks:

Who is your favorite super hero?  It was always a tie between Captain America (Steve) and Spiderman.

Did you have a favorite stuffed animal and if so what was its name?  I did not, and I do not.  

What kind of deodorant do you wear?  Right Guard Sport, unscented. Aerosol.  Can’t stand the feeling of squooging something in my armpit.

What is your favorite book?  Hmm.  I really like a couple, so let me give you the first ones I thought of: Remains of the Day, Ender’s Game, and The Missing Piece.

What was the best meal you’ve ever had?I have enjoyed plenty of excellent food.  But my favorite meals, consistently, are full of friends and fun.  Two such were in Atlanta—I love the family style dinner at Maggiano’s, and we also enjoyed a heck of an Indian meal at a place called Raja’s, I think.

Which class do you wish you had never taken in college/high school?  Choir, in high school—it hooked me on a hobby I didn’t know I would hate to love.  Literature by Women, in college—I guess a dozen chicks, two dudes, and we spent the semester deflecting attacks.  Yay!

What is your least favorite inherited trait?  My short fuse.  (Is that inheritable?) I’d also say that being short is my least favorite inherited trait.

Describe something that hangs on your bedroom wall.  A mirror.  It used to hang on a wall opposite my bathroom, so I could watch tv while, uhm, sitting on the throne.  It was always odd to see a guy get a hit in baseball, then head off to third!

What does heaven smell like?  A fresh mowed lawn.

What is your guilty pleasure TV show?  Highlander.  Well, that’s not a guilty pleasure—I shamelessly admit to watching it, and forcing others to do so.  I tried Glee for a while—and for the first five or so episodes, it was a guilty (almost) pleasure.  But I couldn’t handle it.  So I stopped.

You’re on a tropical deserted island.  You have a spoon, a ping pong ball, and fishing line.  What do you do for fun?  Fish, duh!  And hang out with the person(s) I’m stranded with!

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baffledinbrooklyn replied to your post: womaninterrupted replied to your post:…

When my dad died, one of the credit card companies told my mother that she didn’t have to pay it off because it was my dad’s card. Something in how my dad filled out all the paperwork.

I’ve seen that, too. Down here, we send the death certificate, and that absolves that debt.  I think part of it matters what kind of debt, too. 

I like the pink AND the yellow starbursts

palmtreepalmtree:

baffledinbrooklyn:

runeybadger:

They taste best when eaten together.

I prefer the yellow-red combo. Makes the yellow tolerable.

I don’t understand any candy that does not involve chocolate.

The Kentucky-blue M&Ms taste the best. 

baffledinbrooklyn replied to your post: Just for that, if I were eating Starburst near you’se peoples, I’d still throw the pink ones away.

That’s just rude. I would eat every single horrible tasting yellow and orange just so you wouldn’t get to have them ;-P

*laughing* I don’t like them enough to get them out of the trash.  You wouldn’t have to eat them. :-)

section9:

I know there are anti-anxiety meds and anti-depression pills.

Are there such a thing as an anti-anger drug? Alcohol is beginning to lose its effect.

Trust me: you’d rather have a bottle in front of you than a frontal lobbatomy.  Or something like that. 

WELL?!?

Did y’all (sorry, you’se two) buy it or not?