12 posts tagged “qotd”
What could we do to create a world with less violence?
I don't know that we can do anything. I think that the phrasing of the question implies that any suggestions I make (or you make...or he makes...or she makes) will be followed by everyone.
So, perhaps the question should be "What can you do to create a world with less violence?"
1. Learn how to count to ten.
2. Utilize my counting to ten skills as necessary
a. Remember to count to ten when I am driving and other drivers are exhibiting some imbecility.
4. Re-read To Kill a Mockingbird...or watch it. That Gregory Peck is awful easy on the eyes.
What is one thing you MUST do before you go to bed at night?
It isn't really just one thing, but a series of steps in a Very Necessary Process.
Step 1 - Find the Marmie Cat.
Step 2 - Catch the Marmie Cat.
Step 3 - Tote the Marmie Cat to "Cat Central" (a little sun room we have that has all of the cat perches - rarely used - the cat food and water dishes, and a shelf with miscellaneous cat items (brushes, container of cat nip, cat treats, etc).
Step 4 - Pry open Marmie Cat's Mouth, pop in evening dose of Methimazole. (A medication used to control his overactive thyroid)
Step 5 - Persuade Marmie Cat to swallow.
Step 5.5 - Pry open Marmie Cat's Mouth, check to see if pill has slid down his gullet.
Step 6 - Repeat Step 5 as necessary.
Step 7 - Release Marmie Cat.
Step 8 - Grovel to Marmie Cat by offering cat treats.
Step 9 - Fill food dish with fresh kibble.
Step 10 - Fill water dish with fresh water.
The Marmie Cat would be delighted to skip over steps one through seven, but we can't do that and expect him to maintain his health.
With the fresh food and water, however, we (humans) are permitted to sleep peacefully through the night*.
*Night officially ends at 12:00 am. Anytime after that Marmie Cat feels that it is his right to wake us and haul our lazy a**es out of bed.
What was your worst cooking experience?
Hmmm - that is a tough one:
It was either the time my seven-year old self was baking cookies with my dad and sister. I ate too much cookie dough and proceeded to toss my cookies.
Or
It was the time that I tried to use tofu for the first (and last) time in my life. Tofu shouldn't be used in some dishes, no matter what the recipe says. Bar-b-que is one of those dishes.
What's the most famous movie you've never seen?
Submitted by Mike.
I can only choose one? Sheesh. That's hardly going to scratch the surface of all the famous movies I've never seen. I will limit myself to ten:
2001: A Space Odyssey
Casablanca
Citizen Kane
The Godfather (or any of the sequels)
Gone With the Wind
Planet of the Apes
Once Upon a Time in the Old West
Psycho
Saving Private Ryan
The Ten Commandments
What is your pet peeve, the one thing which really drives you mad?
Submitted by Beki.
I can only choose one? Sheesh!
Today, my last nerve is shattered by people who use the walkie-talkie function on their cell phones. The little "brrrrup" really makes my ass twitch.
If you're reincarnated, what do you think you'll come back as?
Submitted by Diana.
Sadly, because I got such a good life this time around, I'll probably end up coming back as a refugee in some war torn country, one of the starving children in Africa, or (perish the thought) as a female in a fundamentalist religous family (I'm having a hard time determining if I would be more horrified to belong to a fundamentalist Christian family or a fundamentalist Muslim family).
If I had my druthers, though, I would most definitely becoming back as a (spoiled and adored) house cat.
What song best describes your current mood?
Submitted by Section31.
I don't know that this song describes my "mood", but it is the song that was playing in my head when I woke up this morning.
(And, out of curiosity, does anyone else have songs playing in their heads when they wake up? Is that something that is special to me and very, very odd?)
Anyway, a little background. The husband is out of town for an extended weekend at a conference (Board Game Geeks Dot Con, actually). I have the house to myself...and the three cats...and the roommate. Nevertheless, here is a tragic commentary on the depths of my addiction to my husband. He's been gone for less than 24 hours, and I didn't sleep well last night. I miss him! Not even cuddling with the three cats made it better. :-(
But, back to the topic at hand. The song is "You're My Best Friend" and was performed by a country artist named Don Williams. Older school country - none of this new-fangled pop/rock/country crap. And I will say that Johnny Cash is the better artist, but I do love me a Don Williams song.
Anyway, you should be able to listen to it here. It's the chorus that keeps repeating in my head:
You're my bread when I'm hungry
You're my shelter from the troubled wind
You're my anchor in life's ocean
But most of all, you're my best friend.
Sappy? Very. But then, I've never claimed to be cynical or cool headed. I'm about as much of a drama queen as there is.
How did you pick your Vox name? Does it mean something?
Submitted by LeendaDLL.Although incorporating parts of my first and last name, my Vox name doesn't mean anything, really. I tend to use this as my user name at a lot of places. It was, actually, the e-mail address that the University of Wisconsin gave to me when I began my career as a university student. I luffed my years at university. I think of them fondly.
Oh, University of Wisconsin - La Crosse - I miss you so!
What is your earliest memory?
Submitted by Megan.
This 'splains so much about me. To begin with, I was raised Catholic. I suppose that it is fitting, then, that my first memory is of mass and guilt.
I know that I was younger than four - because my brother hadn't been born yet, and my mom was holding me during mass. Even if I was only three years old, I was probably pretty heavy. At one point during the service, Mom tried to pass me off to Dad, but I wasn't having any of it. I started fussing and crying. In fact, I didn't stop making a scene until Mom took me back and held me for the rest of the mass.
Poor Mom.
I swear to you all that I remember thinking, after I was perched on Mom's hip once again, that I might have hurt my father's feelings. After church, Mom put me down - after all I could walk just fine on my own - and grabbed my Dad's hand to walk out to the car - which I thought would show him that I didn't not like him.
Is that possible? Can a three-year old think through her actions and come up with the idea that she might have hurt someone's feelings? I guess the answer is "yes" since that is what I remember.
What was your very first job?
Submitted by Laurel.
Um, like an actual "I have to pay taxes on my income" sort of job?
I started out as a weekend office assistant at the local Monastery
Not only was the Monastery home to actual Monks:
but also hosted retreats and had weekend masses.
As the weekend office assistant, I worked Saturday and Sunday, dividing my time between the office - answering the telephone, mainly, and doing any filing and etc that had been left for me (this was rare) and the gift shop. On Sundays, one of my tasks was to dust the gift shop and to restock any of the shelves. The shop sold things like bibles and rosarys, as well as figurines and small statues of various holy figures.
It was a good job for a high school student. I generally was able to focus on my homework for at least 8 of the 16 hours I worked per weekend. Plus, the people were, for the most part, very kind and sweet.
