My OKC test results say about as much as I could here, and better.
Also, in my early twenties, I met a fork in the road, and chose the less travelled, more hand-wringing road to mixed results ultimately.
Good times. However, now I appreciate a more quiet though still passionate life. ID EST, I'm settling down.
Except dancing. Sadly. ...pretty good at 'crazy uncle ' dancing though.
"Bitch, I'm just writing some shit, and you already know,"
belched the 14 year old good reverend to his stunned congregation.
(okay maybe that's not quite it yet)
Fiction: that book about love triangles, birds and politics that's quite popular these days, or was. blah blah blah Sedaris, blah blah, Roth, Junot Diaz, Zadie Smith, Wallace, (hold this spot for the forthcoming Salinger books)
Non fiction: currently it's, "Ascent of the A-Word", the Steve Jobs bio,
Something by Krugman
MOVIES: there may be subtitles
or they may involve Spike Jonze, Spike Lee, Mike Leigh, Ang Lee, Allen, Apatow, Tarantino, Tornatore
SHOWS: Wicked was unexpectedly good(toss toss toss)...
TV? Mad Men, (until this crappy penultimate season with Pete's mother "lost" at sea), news and newsy shows, Boondocks (Judo kick, chop chop chop) TCM...
RADIO? PRARIE HOME COMPANION, CAR TALK, WAIT WAIT, The Moth... Radio Lab, This Amer... Sigh, all of it. Fine.
MUSIC: Phillip Glass, Lumineers, Son Lux...Tin Hat Trio, Hendrix, Mudanin kata, Idan Raichel, PRINCE, Alison Krauss, a lot of swing, something geeky or old or slightly odd. Also,
there may be beats involved. Occasionally. HARD SP12 or Mpc3000, 1990s BEATS.
FOOD: Caribbean, Mediterranean, Asian, fusion, grains, nuts, berries, leaves, branches, light gravel, bird seed,
ten year old la-di-da California reds possibly made from Beckstoffer To Kalon harvests, etc
(except my Cooks Illustrated stuff)
And maybe this lyric:
"After all the jacks are in their boxes
And the clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness staggering on down the street
Footprints dressed in red
And the wind whispers Mary
A broom is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces of yesterday’s life
Somewhere a queen is weeping
Somewhere a king has no wife
And the wind, it cries Mary
The traffic lights they turn up blue tomorrow
And shine their emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags downstream
‘Cause the life that lived is, is dead
And the wind screams Mary
Will the wind ever remember
The names it has blown in the past
And with his crutch, it’s old age, and it's wisdom
It whispers no, this will be the last
And the wind cries Mary"
Value vs perception. It exists here.
How many blissful opportunities to meet great people will I miss, because of my prima facie impression/ arrogance/ignorance/ biases/ expectations/? I suspect, PLENTY!!
Ok. I overanalyze minutiae. Not proud. Often wrong.
I'm occupied by things artistic or creative most of the time. My own or others.
Take it away Colonel.
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Women! What can you say? Who made 'em? God must have been a f***in' genius.
They say the hair is everything, you know.
Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of curls... just wanted to go to sleep forever?
and when they touched, yours were like... that first swallow of wine... after you just crossed the desert.
T**s. Hoo-ah! Big ones, little ones, ******* staring right out at ya, like secret searchlights. Mmm.
Legs. I don't care if they're Greek columns... or secondhand Steinways. What's between 'em... Passport to heaven.
I need a drink.
Yes, Mr Sims, there's only two syllables in this whole wide world worth hearing: *****. Hah!
Are you listenin' to me, son? I'm givin' ya pearls here.
-My Enneagram results appeal to you: scored 59% 1, 41% 2, 55% 3, 41% 4, 48% 5, 62% 6, 41% 7, 28% 8 and 62% 9!
-You want compassion, affection, laughter, support, eschew drama, and
-are secretly stoked by the idea of a more just, verdant, and peaceful world.