Kudos to Margaret for breaking up the rainy blogging blues with this "test". I would say mine is right on the money (although the picture is slightly slimmer than reality)!
Your Blogging Type is Pensive and Philosophical
You blog like no one else is reading... You tend to use your blog to explore ideas - often in long winded prose. Easy going and flexible, you tend to befriend other bloggers easily. But if they disagree with once too much, you'll pull them from your blogroll!
Thanks so much for including me in your chain-mail meme Michelle! (Add sarcasm here), but it actually was a lot of fun to do! The five things I miss most from my child hood (not in any particular order other than the order that my brain could come up with something) are listed below, and of course, what fun would this be if I didn't pass it on to three others as well, straight off the top of Pork Fried - BUNNY, FAITH, MARGARET...tag.
Passing on the instructions from Michelle, take the top blog off the list, put yours in at the #5 spot, post your response and pick three unlucky souls to carry on...
This was hard to do because there was so many many possibilities, but I just went with the first 5 that popped into my mind, I could have made it 15 easy.
1) I miss Bobby Sherman. I don’t know, I was like less than five, but I had his 45 "Easy Come Easy Go" and listened to it over and over and over and over on my little plastic 45 player. That is until my sister broke it out of anger. I cried like a baby. My parents never replaced that 45, and now that I think of it, I am old enough to do that on my own! Thank you Amazon! (You can listen to the song on the above link). I can't believe the guy has his own web site now (bobbysherman.com), he's currently a cop with the LAPD!
2) I miss multicolored shag carpeting, avocado appliances and orange counter tops. People just don't have a sense of style anymore, including my wife who insists on stainless steel. If I ever win the lottery I am going to build a second "throwback kitchen", formica and all.
3) I miss fireflies. As a child, summer seemed to go on forever. We would chase those damn things all night long, collecting them in jars and then letting them go before bed. I rarely see any now, and I wonder if it has something to do with geography or global warming.
4) Like Michelle, I miss wandering in the woods. At the tender age of 10, I would leave at sun up, come back just before dark. Me and my pal (a girl across the street) would hike miles through the woods to the Illinois River, tracking animal footprints in the mud. The other boys would tease me about playing with a girl, but she was the best damn frog catcher on the street! We never came home without a snake, toad, turtle, tadpole or bug to put into our tank and examine for a day. I never felt frightened or scared, I never knew how I was going to get back home, but always did. I felt more at home among the trees then I did at home, and to this day, it is a thrill and a pleasure to find some patch of woodland to hike without a house or car in sight. And no, I wouldn't dream of letting my kid do it, what they hell were you thinking mom?
5) Finally, I miss my Grandmother on my mothers side, Nonnie. She was a no nonsense second generation gal who told it like it is, made a mean gravy (that’s tomato sauce for the rest of you) but always had time for me. She had a great house in upstate NY with huge red high-backed chairs, green metal cabinets and a moldy old basement full of turn of the century "treasure", oh and a grotto out back with a statue of the Madonna (not the material girl). I wish she were still around so I could visit her in that house with my family. She had strength, dignity and grace, it was the way she lived her life and the way she left it. I miss her.
Not much to post about today, kind of on blog-light right now, though I have spent the last 2 hours getting caught up with other blogs and e-mails.
I got a neat comment a few nights ago to "FatBlogger IS the Yoga Pig", apparently Open Source Radio selected a portion of that post to have actors read on a show they do on Thursday's called "Blogsday", a PBS Internet and radio show. I think this show is produced at WGBH studios, the Boston PBS studio, which would be a terrific coincidence seeing as how I worked right across from them for 5 years while I was in Boston. I always wanted to get on there somehow, now, if but for the briefest of moments, I have!
"Blogsday was written to last perhaps but a moment, but it has its own humble integrity, representing the jottings, confessions, sermons and jokes of now millions of writers for the Internet in this country and around the world. No certifiable geniuses that we’ve discovered today, but their range is astonishing: journals of addiction and recovery, soliders blogging home from Iraq, a very fat man in Texas celebrating yoga, people riding the F train under Brooklyn, ruminating on the teaching of poetry and the learning of karate; falling in love, getting dumped, second-guessing the New York Times, savoring barbecue, changing jobs. "
This brings me to a question I pose to you, my blogging posse. do you think I should mention it to anyone in my family? Do people close to you, family, friends, even spouses, know that you have a blog, or what the name is? How to find it? I have kept mine a secret so I could blog here indiscriminate of their feelings, is that a good idea? This "reading" is no big deal, but it does bring up the point, should I kiss and tell those around me?
By the way, what the hell is a meme?
I am going to be changing things a bit here next week, new colors I think... maybe blue. Good idea? I will be updating my "About Me" page. I will be adding categories that I think might be helpful. I will be trying to get a countdown or something going for the marathon, and trying to figure out how to get pictures on the damn sidebar as a "TypeList". So if I am not around, it is not that I have forgotten you, only that that I have all the Internet/computer acumen of a baboon and I am completely lost! Wish me luck!
Have a great (or at least good) weekend/Fathers-day! My son has already given me the best gift, he canceled his sleepover with his buddies because the next day was Father's day and I didn't even have to ask him to do it, that is the best thing he could have done for me!