Saturday 9: Freeway of Love

Saturday 9: Freeway of Love (1985)

Unfamiliar with this week's tune? Hear it here.
1) In this song, Aretha's ideal car is a pink Caddy. What's your dream vehicle?

A. I don't really have one. My husband, however, wants a red Lamborghini.

2) Have you ever owned a convertible?

A. My Toyota has a moon roof. Does that count?

3) Aretha longs to "drop the pedal and go." Are you a careful, conservative driver? Or do you enjoy going fast?

A. When I was young, I drove fast. But now I am old and I drive the speed limit. I try not to make left turns. Wisdom and age, and the knowledge that life is short and precious, does that to you.

4) Aretha's grandmother Rachel helped raise her. Tell us about one of your grandparents.

A. My maternal grandmother, in a sense, helped raise me. She was my babysitter until I started school, and every summer until I was 13 and old enough to stay home and keep my brother and myself. Grandma once worked at the Oscar Myer plant in Salem, before she married, but once she had my mother (her first born), she stayed at home. Sometime in the late 1950s or early 1960s, my grandfather built a house along the Roanoke River across from what was then Eaton Yale Industries; I think the house is one of the few left along the river greenway trail. My grandmother was terrified of the river and was constantly telling us not to play in it because it was polluted (which at the time it was). We mostly had that kind of childhood where Grandma would open the door and say, "get outside" and you'd go play and not return until you were hungry or needed to pee. I remember Granddaddy cookies (Little Debbie oatmeals that my grandfather hauled to his job at Kroger in his lunch pail), chocolate pudding made the old fashioned way (cooking it), and macaroni and cheese. She gave good hugs, sang a lot, and believed in family. She was not religious in the conventional sense but she had religion, if you get that. She was also a little fey at times (it's a family trait) and I never knew if she was happy with her life. However, she seldom complained. My grandfather died in 1976, when my grandmother was 53, and she was a widow for over 30 years. Since she didn't work, I guess she managed on Social Security and babysitting money. Grandma died at the age of 84 in 2007. I just last week posted a series of pictures of my grandmother, you can see them here.

Below is a Google view of the house my grandfather built.

5) Aretha played a waitress in the 1980 movie, The Blues Brothers. Have you ever worked in food service?

A. When I was about 14 I spent a few weeks working in the kitchens at Camp Mitchell, which was a church camp a few miles down the road from where we lived. At the time it was operated by the Church of the Brethren and children wen there during the summer for swimming and things like that. I suppose that counts as food service.

6) Aretha was a chain smoker for decades and had a terrible time giving up cigarettes. What habit do you wish you could break?

A. It would be nice if I could stop chewing my nails but after 50 years of doing it I don't suppose that will happen. I really don't chew on them as much as I did; I keep them clipped very short so I won't and I try to keep my fingers out of my mouth so I don't get sick. But still, they are pretty ratty looking and not my best feature.


7) A sculpture of Aretha is at Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum in New York City. What's the last museum you visited?

A. The Botetourt County Historical Museum.

8) Since Aretha has many honorary degrees, it would be appropriate to refer to her as Dr. Franklin. Who is the last person you addressed by his or her title (Officer, Father, Pastor, Dr., etc.)?

A. On Thursday, I saw an orthopedic doctor and so addressed him by his "doctor" title. He put a steroid shot in my foot and it hurts so much I can barely walk. Of course, I could barely walk before the shot so not much has changed. Hopefully by the end of the weekend, I will see improvement. Last weekend, the sheriff dropped in for a visit (he lives nearby and grew up with my husband and me, we are friends), and I addressed him as Sheriff. I also sometimes call my husband "Chief" since he is a Battalion Chief in a nearby city fire department.

9) The daughter of a minister, Aretha enjoys singing "church music" and her 1972 CD Amazing Grace is one of the best sellers in gospel music history. Do you have any gospel music on your phone, iPod or MP3 player?

A. Not nary a single song. I do, however, have New Age music on there. It's very soothing.

Where Did Mayberry Go?

Last night we were watching The Andy Griffith Show at 5:30 whilst eating dinner, which is pretty much a daily habit.

For those who may not know, The Andy Griffith Show starred Andy Griffith as Andy Taylor, a sheriff in a small town in North Carolina. The town was based on Mount Airy, NC, Griffith's hometown. The town was populated with interesting, homey characters. Andy played a widower with a small son and his Aunt Bee lived with them to help raise the boy. He went through a few girlfriends before settling on one around the third season.

The show ran for eight seasons, from 1960 to 1968. The shows I am most familiar with are the early seasons in black and white (seasons 1-5), which our local TV stations has rerun at 5:30 p.m. for about 30 years. They seldom run the later episodes. I understand it is the highest rated show in that time slot in our area. Still.

The episodes have names but I don't know them. Last night's episode involved the choir. Barney, Andy's bumbling deputy, was singing in the choir and well, Barney can't sing. He thinks he can, but he can't.

Instead of pitching Barney out on his ear, the choir members first tried to convince Barney he was sick, so he wouldn't show up at a concert. Then they tried to change the work-up of the songs so that Barney would do a recitation in each piece, but he wanted no part of that because he wanted to sing.

Andy then came up with the idea of using a microphone, and having Barney whisper his singing solo, while in reality another voice was coming over the real microphone in the back. All of the choir members were in on the idea.

This was not a joke. This was an effort to keep someone that everyone genuinely liked from having hurt feelings. As we were watching, I turned to my husband.

"I would like to think people thought enough of me to try to keep me from being embarrassed and hurting my feelings like that," I said.

We both agreed that would be a fine thing. However, given the current state of hatred and lack of empathy that seems to be the normal attitude of most folks these days, neither of us felt that such a thing would even be possible. Somebody's always ready to point out when you hit the wrong note, even if a majority keep quiet.

Part of my dismay at this state of the world comes from watching people gang up on one another on the Internet, seeing anyone who slips up in the least come under such intense scrutiny that I am amazed that we don't have half of a nation out slashing its wrists in despair at any given time. We have become a bitter, brutal, backstabbing society, full of hate and spitefulness. Like gathers with like and we attack, striking like hungry alligators who fear there will never be another meal.

I know that love is still out there, that people still care for one another. I have good friends that I would swim through a flood to help, if I had to. But I think those days of perpetual niceness, that time when manners mattered and people didn't feel so free to speak opinions that would be better left unsaid, are over and long gone, if they ever existed at all.

One thing about old TV and its fictional worlds. They can surely make you wonder what has happened in the intervening years.

Thursday Thirteen

I received the above desk calendar for Christmas. I'm sorry to say that I placed it in my office, it slipped beneath some papers, and I just now found it.

But I thought to myself, Shirley there must be some good quotes or book titles or something in that thing. (That's a joke, my name's not Shirley. Old school.)

So anyway, here's a list of books up through today. I haven't read them unless otherwise noted. The date is the date they are listed on this calendar, not a publication date or anything.

1. VB6: Eat Vegan before 6:00 to Lose Weight and Restore Your Health . . . for Good, by Mark Bittman (January 2)

2. "I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by." - Douglas Adams (Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy). (January 3 & 4).

3. Blood from Stone, by Frances Fyfield (January 6).

4. The Last Train to Memphis: The Rise of Elvis Presley, by Peter Garalnick (January 8 - Elvis Presley's birthday).

5. "What does the J. K. stand for in "J. K. Rowling?"  (January 10 & 11).

6. Housekeeping, by Marilynne Robinson (January 14) (First published in 1980, this feminist novel caused quite a stir back then.)

7. Lucky Man: A Memoir, by Michael J. Fox (January 16)

8. "Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show." - Charles Dickens, David Copperfield (January 17 & 18)

9. Henry and Ribsy, by Beverly Cleary (January 23)

10. "Prose is architecture, not interior decoration." Ernest Hemingway (January 24 & 25).

11. "What classic work of literature set in France contains this line: "Our desires cut across one another, and in this confused existence it is rare for happiness to coincide with the desire that clamored for it."? (January 31 & Feb. 1)

12. Give and Take: A Revolutionary Approach to Success, by Adam Grant (February 5)

13. "But I reckon I got to light out for the Territory ahead of the rest, because Aunt Sally she's going to adopt me and sivilize me and I can't stand it. I been there before." Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn (February 7 & 8)



Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 383rd time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday.

Turkeys in the Snow

Tracks in the Snow

The Frozen Tundra

Finding Ideas

Someone asked me the other day where I get my ideas from. "You write about so many different things in the newspaper," the person said. "How do you think of all of that?"

Some writers shrug off this question. They claim not to know where their ideas come from. Perhaps they don't. Others want to keep that mystique of being a writer alive, I think. They want it to seem like special magic that only creative souls find.

Here are some quotes from more famous writers about where they get their ideas:

"People always want to know: Where do I get my ideas? They're everywhere. I'm inspired by people and things around me."  - Gwendolyn Brooks, American poet and novelist

"My standard answer is "I don't know where they come from, but I know where they come to, they come to my desk." If I'm not there, they go away again, so you've got to sit and think." - Philip Pullman, English writer

"Anything can set things going--an encounter, a recollection. I think writers are great rememberers." - Gore Vidal, American novelist, playwright, essayist
 
"I don't believe that a writer "gets" (takes into the head) an "idea" (some sort of mental object) "from" somewhere, and then turns it into words, and writes them on paper. At least in my experience, it doesn't work that way. The stuff has to be transformed into oneself, it has to be composted, before it can grow into a story." - Ursula Le Guin, American novelist and essayist

These are all perfectly good answers. They would not necessarily be my answer.

There are times ideas come to me as if they are flowing across the sky and fall into my head. I envision an entire whirlwind of ideas dancing about, and sometimes I can tap into them and something great falls out and I catch it.

However, that happens infrequently. Mostly my ideas come from the world around me. I get ideas because I work at getting them. 

I listen to what people say in the grocery store. I observe the world around me. I take in what I read and think about how I might change a national story into a local one. That was one of my favorite methods when I was writing 30 articles a month. For instance, right now the measles is in the national news. How might I turn that into a local story? Perhaps I'd go talk to a pediatrician. Or I could write an essay about my own bout with the measles, which I vaguely remember as being a very itchy and quite uncomfortable time. I could elaborate on it, ask my brother if he remembers getting them, too (he was three years younger so he may not), and perhaps talk to others my own age and ask them if they had the measles. Describing how painful the condition was for local people might be an interesting way to go about it.

Other ideas come from my journals. My own life is a great story - so is yours. Everyone has a great story. I do not believe there is such a thing as a boring life. Even someone who is agoraphobic and never leaves home has a story to tell. Imagine what that must be like, to be afraid to leave your home. How does that happen?

The most important way for me to catch and find ideas is to write them down. If I overhear an interesting conversation in the grocery store, if I don't come home and make a note of it, I forget it. That idea is then lost, unless something reminds me.

At one time I had a very long list of possible articles to write for the local newspaper. That was my main writing market and so they were very pointed and directed specifically toward my community. I threw the list away some time ago after I looked it over and decided most of the ideas were stale or had already been done, either by me or someone else. I still keep a list, but it's shorter these days because I don't get out as much.

The calendar offer up all kinds of ideas. There is a National Something or Another going on almost every day of the year. I could write about National Ice Cream Day or National Foot in Mouth Day or whatever. Or I could make up a day and write about why we should have it.

History is also a good place to look to for ideas. Your personal history, your parents' history, or your community's history all offer an endless array of things about which to write. All you have to do is open your mind.

Looking out my window, right this very moment, I see a fine snow falling. I see black angus cows huddling around the watering trough. I see a squirrel trying to outrace the bad weather. In those three sentences, there are an endless things about which one can write.

The trick is to find a way to write about such things so that they matter. If you work at it, you can make any topic interesting. Goodness knows I've spent enough time trying to make government meetings worth reading to know how difficult it can be to take a snoozer of a topic and turn it into something worthwhile.

If you have a passion, then that is something worth writing about. Maybe you like to garden, or you have pets. You can keep a journal about your passion, whatever it is, and eventually you will come up with many things to write about concerning your passion. Perhaps you can even get a book out of it.

Your job is also good for stories. Anyone who works with the public has plenty of stories, because humanity is full of characters and fools who are the subjects of fun stories. Or maybe they are tragic stories, which are also important. Teachers, rescue workers, retail clerks, pizza delivery people, UPS drivers, postal workers - all have interesting stories about the people have they have met and the things they have done.

For example, a few days before Christmas back in 1991 or so, it snowed deeply. We were home thinking we were snowed in. It was late, around 8 p.m. and there was a knock on the door. A brown uniformed UPS man stood there with a package. We could see no truck. He'd not been able to get up our driveway and had walked. Now that is a story, and that fellow was dedicated to his job. I don't know that that would happen in this day and age.

So there's a story there - has the work ethic changed? Wouldn't that make a good article, to compare the work ethic of someone who is 55 to the work ethic of someone who is 25. What, I wonder, would we find?

Ideas are everywhere. The secret is to be open to them. If you are closed-minded, and can only see things your way and are unable to actually hear what people are saying, you may be bereft of ideas. Ideas do not like to beat against walls; instead they like to seep through, grow warm, maybe simmer a while, and then boil over until you actually have to act on them. You've got a great idea in your head when that kind of thing happens.

So if you're looking for ideas, for whatever reason, here is my advice:

• Open your mind.
• Listen.
• Write things down.
• Revisit what you've heard or written and think about how you can use the information.

That's it. That's the formula for finding ideas. It's pretty easy, really, though I think that first step is where many people stumble. Apparently it is difficult to keep an open mind.

Good luck finding your ideas today!

  

Sunday Stealing: Love is in the Air

From Sunday Stealing

Love Is In The Air Meme (You can hear the song by that name here.)

1. Define love in your own words.

A. Love is like a butterfly - no wait, that's Dolly Parton. Love is a feeling you have for another person that makes your heart smile when you think of them.

2. What do you want in a relationship?

A. Understanding, compassion, loyalty, and intelligent conversation.

3. What do you contribute to a relationship.

A. Hopefully the same as in #2. Plus I clean the house and fix dinner.
 
4. Do you have a Valentine?

A. I have a husband.

5. If not, are you happy being single?

A. Does not apply, though I will say that I do not believe I would ever marry again.

6. Describe the perfect V-day date in your opinion:

A. A night somewhere warm, like in Florida, dinner out with a little cheek-to-cheek dancing, then standing out on a balcony watching the moon rise over the calm ocean, a toast to one another, and then a slow, tender kiss.

7. Dream Date?

A. Isn't this sort of the same thing as #6?

8. What is your crush's name?

A. I call him lots of names. Darling. Pookie. Pigman when he comes in all dirty from farming. I say it with love, of course.

9. Do you believe in love at first sight?

A. I think it is possible, yes.
 
10. Chocolates or Flowers....you must pick one!

A. Chocolate.

11. A short kiss or a big hug?

A. Hug.

12. Cute and dimwitted, or Average and brilliant?

A. Average and brilliant.
 
13. Turn-ons?

A. Intelligent conversation, laughter, blue eyes.

14. Turn-offs?

A. Idiotic conversation, smoking.

15. What thing should a guy never say to you?

A. Do you GGH.

16. How do you feel about kissing on the first date?
A. Apparently okay, since my husband of 31 years and I kissed on our first date, which was also my last first date.

Saturday 9: All Dressed in Love

Saturday 9: All Dressed in Love (2008)

For Valentine's Day, we need a happy love song. Hear it here.

1) In this song, Jennifer sings, "I look good in love …" What about you? When you're happy, or sad, does it show? Or do you keep an even demeanor, no matter what?

A. Apparently I have incredibly expressive eyes. I mean, STRANGERS ask me if I'm feeling okay in stores sometimes. My physical therapist merely has to look me in the eyes to know if I'm having a bad day. "Your eyes don't look right," she told me just Thursday. "You're in a lot of pain." So even when I'm trying really hard not to show it, to keep that even demeanor, what I'm feeling shows in my eyes. 

2) This song played over the closing credits of a hit movie, Sex and the City. When you go to the movies, do you visit the concession stand for popcorn, or a soft drink, or candy?

A. We usually get a bottle of water at the beginning of the movie. I have, on occasion, simply snuck in a bottle of water in my purse.

3) Think of the last movie you watched at home. Was it a DVD, DVR, streamed or cable presentation?

A. It would have been a cable presentation, I'm sure, though I haven't watched a movie in a good while.

4) Jennifer Hudson got good grades in high school and went away to Langston University in Oklahoma. But she was homesick for her family in Chicago and came home after just one semester. Have you ever been homesick?

A. Yes.

5) Jennifer received acclaim for her renditions of "The Star Spangled Banner" at the 2008 Democratic Convention and Super Bowl XLIII. Do you agree with critics who say that our National Anthem is hard to sing?

A. It's not the easiest song in the world. Especially those last high notes. 

6) Jennifer is a spokesperson for Weight Watchers and, with diet and exercise, went from a size 18 to a size 6. She says that while she's committed to healthy eating, she still enjoys ice cream occasionally. Do you prefer your ice cream in a cone or a cup?

A. I don't eat ice cream. I do eat frozen yogurt, and that's usually in a bowl.

7) Her fiance, Daniel Otunga, is a graduate of Harvard Law School. Harvard is the most famous of the eight "Ivy League" schools. Do you know the other seven?

A. Not without looking them up. I suppose Yale and Princeton are two of them.

8) With a Grammy and an Oscar, Jennifer Hudson is one of the most successful American Idol contestants. Can you name another singer who appeared on AI?

A. I never watched American Idol, so I really have no idea. 
 
9) Last year, Jennifer nearly bought a brand-new Ferrari because it was so great looking. At the last moment she backed out of the deal because she doesn't drive enough to warrant such an expensive car. What's the last impulse purchase you either made, or resisted?

A. I still don't have a smartphone. I resist that every time I use my flip phone.

Screenshots of Skyrim

Skyrim is a Bethesda video game that I play. It's an RPG (role playing game) where you are the hero. I like these because they have puzzles and mysteries.

The graphics are also amazing.

Pictures of My Grandmother

I was deleting some photos from my computer and came across a few I wanted to save. These are of my maternal grandmother, who died in 2007. I print my blog out every few months and so I am putting these here so I can save them forever in that printed version.

My grandmother holding my mother.

 

From left: my mother, my grandmother, my aunt.
Photo taken at my wedding.

From left: my mother, my great aunt, my grandmother,
my aunt, and my other great aunt (sitting).
 

 

 

My grandmother with my niece.

 

 

My grandmother with my niece and nephew.
I think these were taken around 2003.

 

 

From left, one of the grandkids, my uncle,
my grandmother.

From left, my aunt, one of the grandkids,
my grandmother.

 

Book Review: Why Pelvic Pain Hurts

Why Pelvic Pain Hurts: Neuroscience Education for Patients with Pelvic Pain
By Adriaan Louw, et al
Copyright 2014
67 pages

This book is a little primer for people suffering from pelvic pain. It talks about how it affects your life and how doctors don't understand it.

Pelvic pain/abdominal issues range from bladder issues to IBS to bone misalignment, join dysfunctions and digestive disorders. And sometimes you just have pain for no known reason.

The book uses several different metaphors to make its point, such as pain being like a cup running over, or having a lion on your back all day.

It talks about the body's alarm system and how chronic pain means your body can't get the alarms to shut down. It emphasizes that just because you have pain it doesn't necessarily mean that something is wrong.

I think that in part it is an effort to comfort those who suffer from abdominal/pelvic pain issues because you can't see what is in there and the fear that something is drastically wrong tends to be rather high.

In my opinion, this book is too brief. It starts out well and introduces some concepts, such as cortisol production, that someone might need to pay attention to, but it doesn't say where to look for help. The book then goes on to advocate things like eating right (but doesn't say what that means), and exercising such as stretches, but doesn't spell out anything specific. Just saying "do aerobics" is not especially helpful, especially if you're so sick you can't actually *do* aerobics.

So far none of the books I've read on abdominal and pain issues actually go far enough or offer the kind of help I am seeking. Maybe I just haven't found the right book.

This is a good book to give to people who want to understand what I'm dealing with - my husband, for instance, or close friends. It helps them understand how much pain I'm in, if nothing else.

The Two Americas

I've come to the conclusion that there really is two Americas, but not the two Americas that former Senator and presidential candidate John Edwards talked about. He was talking about class: wealthy Americans and the rest of us who live from paycheck to paycheck.
 
The two Americas I see are these:  the secular one, that everyone sees and functions in, and a contingency of fundamental or evangelical so-called Christian soldiers who have created their own world. They truly live and operate in a different plane than the rest of us.

Thankfully, I hasten to say, not every Christian is a part of this, though I suspect they partake in the private networks that Christianity on the whole appears to have established for itself.  I have learned that churches have set up their own networks of various things that the rest of us aren't privy too. In other words, they are free to come into our world and do as they wish, but theirs is a private club. They have set up private coffee shops, for instance, and have their own forms of Christian diets and weight loss things, and even Christian products sold by companies that sell exclusively through churches and their networks. Christian bookstores, Christian books, etc. And of course its rampant on the Internet, where people can find folks of like-minded thinking and never again have their beliefs challenged.

 
Isn't it interesting that some people have segregated themselves off from the society they are supposed to be saving, to live in their own little bubble. And the only way anyone else can have access to them or to their business is to buy their dogma and become one of them. They don't do much reaching out.

My guess is most of this business takes place in the guise of non-profit religious status, and very little taxes are paid on these monies.  Some companies try to straddle both worlds; it's still mostly secular in offering but if you look closely you can see this other stuff creeping in there, particularly in books, magazines, and music. They want that money. Walmart is a good example.

This type of fundamentalism seems to appeal to people who feel like they have not won the game that America promised them when they were children. They did not grow up to be wealthy or president. To me, they come across as very angry that they have been wronged and denied something, and they don't want anyone else to have anything, either.

I find these people incredibly scary. It saddens me that many of the people who walk around with KJV tattooed on their forehead, so to speak, are among the most hateful and hate-filled people I have ever had the misfortune to run across. I have to agree with President Obama, who was recently called to task because he compared Christian deeds such as the Crusades with the amoral and animalistic behavior of Islamic extremists and terrorists. I don't really see much difference in the fundamental Christian who calls for the death of those who oppose his opinions.

While the numbers I can find on the Internet range from 20 to 40 percent of US residents attend church, nowhere in the numbers do I find a majority. And I would say that the number of fundamentalists is smaller still, because I know not every Christian falls under that moniker. Not every Christian is a Republican and not every hippie is a Democrat. It's a mixed bag world.

This is a good thing, because I personally feel that the fundamentalists are a threat to national security and public safety. These are people who would violate our laws because in their eyes they are following God's laws, not humans, and I find anyone who would take justice into their own hands to be a scary sort. These people are not my idea of a Christian at all, and apparently they read a different Bible. They also seem to have a wrong-headed worship of the U.S. Constitution, which is not something to be worshipped or idolized, but is instead a manmade document that can be changed at any given time. Unlike the Ten Commandments, the US Constitution is not set in stone.

My part of the world used to be an area that voted with the Democrats as a majority. That changed, apparently, in the 1960s, when Civil Rights came into play. That was a game changer for rural areas, which are mostly white and, I'm sorry to say, racist. After the Civil Rights movement flowed through the federal government and the world changed, rural folks out of spite began voting Republican. It has never had anything to do with political theory or political integrity. Voting blocks tend to be emotional and instinctive, not based on knowledge and understanding. Many people are single-issue voters and have no idea what they're actually voting for.

My immediate community is quite conservative. When the votes run 70 to 30 in favor of Republicans in every election, I feel certain that I am correct in my assessment. That is a very large difference. I wouldn't say it if it were even 60-40, but 70-30 is huge. I have not made it a secret that I am not a conservative, so that puts me in a very small minority here.

I am scared that we are a nation so divided, not just by political theories, not just by class, but by religious demagoguery that has the ability to turn sane people into irrational, scary gunmen. We are a nation in decline, one with enough firepower and nuclear capabilities to demolish the world. Our entire language is now one of hatred and personal animosity, with a putrid political climate that has allowed our country fall into a state of disrepair.

I say it's time we take the country back - not back to the founding fathers, but back to a state of compromise and goal-settings, a state where we can reach agreements through handshakes and polite public discourse. I don't want a nation where we have secret coffee shops for believers and Starbucks for the rest of us. That is crazy. And I don't want to live in a crazy country.

Thursday Thirteen

http://themindunleashed.org/2015/01/reveal-lifes-purpose-asking-15-questions.html

Here are 13 questions (the list originally was 15, I left off the last two) to ask yourself, which will set you in the direction of your life’s purpose:

1. What gives me energy?

A. Activity pursuing and investigating a question. Writing. Learning. Playing music. Reading, studying.  Intense intelligent conversations. Tai Chi. (Cleaning the house most definitely does *not* give me energy.)

2. What excites me?

A. Learning something new, finding answers to difficult questions.

3. What kind of ideas come to me in the shower?

A. Poems, lines for stories, plots, opening sentences. Songs. Answers to questions.

4. What kind of things do people always ask me about?

A. How I find ideas. How I live "a writer's life" (whatever that is).

5. What kind of conversations do I have with those closest to me?

A.  Intense and personal. Discussions of religion, books, ideas, philosophies. And lately, unfortunately, a lot about health care.

6. What do I do with my free time?

A. I write, read, play guitar, take photos, and play video games.

7. What topics do I regularly read about?

A. I read about writing - journaling, plots, types, etc. I also read personality and psychological books, fantasy, mysteries, and I prefer strong heroines, not wimps.

8. What recurring dreams do I have?

A. I have night terrors that I would prefer not to discuss.

9. During which experiences in my life have I felt the most alive?

A. When I am chasing a story for the newspaper, when I was doing a lot of reporting work.

10. What unique interests, or abilities, did I have as a young child?

A. I was interested in writing and reading, as well as archeology, geology. At one time I had a great collection of quartz rocks.

11. What would I be doing if money were no object?

A. I would be in school getting a Ph.D., and traveling.

12. What would I be doing if I absolutely, 100%, did not care about what other people think?

A. I would be getting my Ph.D., writing lots of stuff, including a book called "Dumbass Doctors and What You Can Do About Them," and telling doctors to kiss my rear end on my way out of their doors. I would also travel.

13. What is on my bucket list?

A. Writing a book, going to Egypt, England, Scotland, and Ireland, and dying without debt.


Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 382nd time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday.

Scarborough Fair