Subject: Friend Survey
Place an X by all the things you’ve done and remove the X from the ones you have not. Answer the 30 questions at the end.

This is for your entire life!

(X) Gone on a blind date
(X) Skipped school, college
(X) Been to Canada
(X) Been to Mexico
(X) Been to Florida
(X) Been on a plane
(X) Been lost
(X) Been on the opposite side of the country
( ) Been to Washington , D.C.
(X) Swam in the ocean
(X) Cried yourself to sleep
(X) Played cops and robbers
( ) Recently colored with crayons
(X) Sang Karaoke
(X) Paid for a meal with coins only?
(X) Done something you told yourself you wouldn’t?
(X) Made prank phone calls
(X) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
( ) Caught a snowflake on your tongue
(X) Danced in the rain
(X) Written a letter to Santa Claus
( ) Been kissed under the mistletoe
(X) Watched the sunrise with someone you care about
(X) Blown bubbles
( ) Gone ice-skating
(X) Been skinny dipping outdoors
(X) Gone to the movies alone
(X) Got a speeding ticket

1. Any nickname? Toad, Fro, Hopfro
2. Favorite drink? Cold Water
3. Mother’s name? Amy
4. Tattoo? Nah.
5. Body Piercing? None, I even let my ears close up.
6. How much do you love your job? What I’ve been doing lately doesn’t qualify as a job, but it’s an adventure. (But it’s not the Navy)
7. Birthplace? Fresno
8. Favorite vacation spot? An ocean somewhere
9. Ever been to Africa ? No
10. Ever eaten cookies for dinner? Certainly
11. Ever been on TV? A time or two locally
12. Ever steal any traffic sign? nope
13. Ever been in a car accident? nope
14. Drive a 2-door or 4-door vehicle? 4 right now
15. Favorite salad dressing? Oil and vinegar
16. Favorite pie? Grandma’s chocolate
17. Favorite number? 7
18. Favorite movie? It changes almost daily
19. Favorite holiday? Don’t have one
20. Favorite dessert? Depends on the mood. Chocolate anything, cheesecake, all the most decadent and horribly fattening things.
21. Favorite food? Indian
22. Favorite day of the week? Don’t have one.
23. Favorite brand of body wash? Lush
24. Favorite toothpaste? Whatever’s cheap
25. Favorite smell? sweetpeas
26. What do you do to relax? read
27. How do you see yourself in 10 years? Preferably alive. Safe, healthy, happy and fit would be even better.
28. Furthest place you will send this message? It’s a blog, it can go everywhere.
29. Who will respond to this the fastest? Don’t know. I’ll be blogging it.
30. Who won’t bother to respond? Don’t know.

Example #1

“How is it that a girl like you is single…”

Flattering. How nice! To be so surprised that I haven’t already been claimed by some wonderful man…

“…and available to be with a guy like me?”

SCREECHING HALT!

So… basically… by possibly making time for “a guy like you” I’m settling for something less than I deserve? And I would do this… why?

Example #2

It started out well…

“Please tell me you guys have cds!”

“No, not yet, but we’re working on it. Soon, we hope…”

“Oh. Well… then PLEASE tell me you’re single…”

Hmmm… is he trying to… maybe he is… he’s certainly not bad looking…

“…and you have really low standards.”

Ah. Never mind. Too bad. Thought there might be potential there.

A pat to the arm. “Well, I AM quite single, but my standards are good.” Swift exit.

Why do men do this? It started out nicely. He was friendly, he smiled, not bad looking, had all his teeth, didn’t smell bad, seemed to have some sense of personal style. All these things were summed up during the first sentence. He liked the band. Also a plus. He was hoping I was single. That’s flattering.

Then… not only did he manage to insult ME, he insulted himself, all in one fell swoop. Suggesting that I could POSSIBLY have low standards is not the way into my good graces. Suggesting that a woman must only have low standards to date someone like him doesn’t build any confidence in the kind of person I must be talking to.

What are men thinking when they say stuff like this? I’m too old to take my chances with a guy that’s still about as self-confident as a high school freshman. I’m not here to build you up. I’m not interested in training you to see yourself as worthwhile.

I want a guy that knows he deserves all that I have to offer, and I want a guy that recognizes that what I have to offer is considerable.

So, as I’ve said before, if a guy is unsure and afraid that I won’t be interested… I’m not.

What ever happened to, “Hi… my name is … I saw you here and wanted to introduce myself.” ?

Simple, cordial.

Sigh.

I’m too old for this shit, anyway. It’s not like I’m going to find anyone that measures up.

A trip to SF, twice in one month.

Photos from trip #1

Views at Cable Car Coffee cafe.

Street performer, tapping away.

The wild ride up the crazy fast elevator of the Westin St. Francis. (Note the smiley face reflected in the first photo. Cheap exhilaration… just get in the elevator.)

The back of the heart sculpture near Union Square. The front has a scene painted on it. I like the back better. I tend to appreciate pure hearts, rather than complicated and corrupted ones.

Beautiful.

Isn’t she? The next five years could REALLY be trouble.

Big boat framed by big arch. Crappy phone photo of it.

Threatening to send the podling to Alcatraz. She was bored by the idea.

Musee Mechanique. We found fun things, and blew $5 in quarters. I SHOULD have taken photos of our favorite old arcade machines… the English Execution and the French Execution. Like mother, like daughter. We dig the macabre, even when it’s 100 years old and pretty tame by today’s standards. But these machines were cool, too. Imagine seeing all the moving parts of this mechanical horse at the turn of the 20th century. It might have seemed nearly miraculous.

And the principles of early animation and moving pictures. A flip-book on wheel.

We called him the tinsel man. Shiny and holographic, he had a voice changer/amplifier on his belt. He danced to the music of the thumpy car stereo driving by.

Photos from trip #2

I got to see the Chihuly art glass exhibit at the de Young. Crappy iphone photos don’t do it justice, so I didn’t take many. And there were too many people there for me to be able to really enjoy the art as I’d have liked. I did stand directly beneath the chandeliers and stare straight up so they filled my entire field of vision. Better perspective. I wanted to lay on the floor in the room where all the pieces were in the ceiling. I enjoy best when I’m overwhelmed. But everywhere you looked there was a shadowy body in the way, people rudely pushing past to get in front of you, blank stares and wide-eyed obliviousness to anyone but themselves. At least they were enjoying it. Then, when we got outside, no one was looking at the lighted sculpture in the Pool of Enchantment. I don’t know if it’s because they didn’t realize it, too, was by the artist, or perhaps they’d had enough brightly colored glass for the evening.

It was still quite lovely, and I appreciate the opportunity I was given to see it.

Brilliant Noise from Semiconductor on Vimeo.

I still have nothing to say these days. Just watch the cool thing.

She’s obsessed. We had to take this. She got Alice Cullen. I got this.

You are Bella Swan, the apple of Edward’s eye. You are very private, clumsy, sweet, and funny. You have a wonderful ability to accept people (or mythical creatures) for what they are. You have an amazing capacity to love, even though you can be too hard on yourself.

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