RamblingsFromARandomMind

Monday, August 28, 2006

Something one should know......

Oh?

You Are Fish
You have a well formed palate and a daring appetite. If it's served to you, you'll at least try it.People are pretty scared of your exotic ways. But once they get a taste of you, they're addicted!

Beer!

You Are Guinness
You know beer well, and you'll only drink the best beers in the world.Watered down beers disgust you, as do the people who drink them.When you drink, you tend to become a bit of a know it all - especially about subjects you don't know well.But your friends tolerate your drunken ways, because you introduce them to the best beers around.

You Are Sunrise
You enjoy living a slow, fulfilling life. You enjoy living every moment, no matter how ordinary.You are a person of reflection and meditation. You start and end every day by looking inward. Caring and giving, you enjoy making people happy. You're often cooking for friends or buying them gifts.All in all, you know how to love life for what it is - not for how it should be.
What Time Of Day Are You?

Another damn quiz!

You Are An ISTP
The Mechanic
You are calm and collected, even in the most difficult of situations.A person of action and self-direction, you love being independent.To outsiders yous eem impulsive, surprising, and unpredictable.You are good at understanding how all things work, except for people.
You would make an excellent pilot, forensic pathologist, or athlete.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

About sums it up

Amazing what you can learn about yourself from these things..... heh!!

You are a Self-Discoverer
You're not religious, but you've created your own kind of spirituality.Introspective and thoughtful, you tend to look inward for the divine.You are distrusting of all forms of organized religion.You especially dislike religious gurus and leaders, who you feel are charlatans.

Ahh... quizzes...

Your Power Color Is Lime Green
At Your Highest:
You are adventurous, witty, and a visionary.
At Your Lowest:
You feel misunderstood, like you don't fit in.
In Love:
You have a tough exterior, but can be very dedicated.
How You're Attractive:
Your self-awareness and confidence lights up a room.
Your Eternal Question:
"What else do I need in my life?"

Thursday, August 17, 2006

The Totebag

Today a round, spry, smiling little old lady wandered into the office. She had a totebag over her arm, and when I asked if I could help her, she sped toward my desk where my co-worker and I stood. Reaching into her tote, she produced about six more totes of various designs.

Her name was Lucille. She was married for 32 years, was in the upholstery business with her husband until he passed. Now, her daughter orders canvas for her & she apparently sits in front of her heavy-duty sewing machine, a leftover from the business, and stitches these totebags and sells them out of her home. She said the bank tellers were her best customers. Then, she proceeded with a very well-presented spiel about the bags & their various zippered compartments (an attached coinpurse "which the ladies like", a deep zippered front pocket as well as a smaller zipped pocket inside the bag). Usually $32, today, since she had extras, $15 including tax.

Needless to say, Co-worker & I both ended up with a totebag. Hers, a busy Vegas-themed one, mine, a rather neutral safari motif. I don't even carry totebags, nor have I ever thought I should. Nonetheless, it is under my desk in all it's handcrafted splendour, waiting for me to fill it with... what? How much stuff do I really need to bring to work? It's bad enough I got into the purse-carrying jag, which was very against my nature, a couple years ago, and have found it's really handy to lug around my cards, Swiss army knife & notepad as well as my endless scraps of paper, but a totebag? I just can't imagine that I need to drag that much around. If I do, I need to get a grip and pare down. And it seems a shame to not use it, or to use it for fishing, since that's the only time I find I really need a bag to carry my extra lures & worms & beer & wiperag since my cargo pockets can't usually fit the worms & beer at the same time. I guess I'll have to find a use for it. One that keeps it clean. Or at least as clean as I'm able to keep things. I give it a week at most before a cat yaks on it or I spill beer on it or I just drop it into a puddle.

What this really goes to show is that I'm a sucker for old people. The word is out, now they'll all be climbing the stairs with their wares and sad stories!