Skip to main content

Monday Melee

1. The Misanthropic: Name something (about humanity) you absolutely hate.
I hate how we sometimes try to make other people look small in order to make ourselves look bigger.

2. The Meretricious: Expose something or someone that’s phony, fraudulent or bogus.
The Nigerian widow with cancer who wants me to spot her some cash.

3. The Malcontent: Name something you’re unhappy with.
My horn lessons are almost a one-hour drive from home, which mean it takes two hours to make the trip. Sigh.

4. The Meritorious: Give someone credit for something and name it if you can.
Daughter #1 for jumping feet first on the rowing team. Daughter #2 for making the honor roll.

5. The Mirror: See something good about yourself and name it.
I make really really good cheesecake, and I share it.

6. The Make-Believe: Name something you wish for.
I wish we could get a mulligan with the Middle East.

Here's credit to Fracas for this fill-in-the-blanker.

Comments

dive said…
Mmmm … Cheesecake …
I don't suppose it would keep too well if you were to post some to me, would it?
Well, I'm now off on my three and a half hour trip in to work (an hour each way for your horn lesson? I am so jealous)!
Come on then Robyn, recipe for that cheesecake please?

Erm, largely, i work from home. Sorry, both! May change soon though i'm looking for permanent...
GG said…
Great answers, Robyn.
How do you pass the time during your two-hour trip in the car?
Um, I think the public might be wanting to know your cheesecake recipe. Unless it's a family secret and you can't give it out...
Scout said…
If I could ship cheesecake, I would see that each get a full serving. I will post my favorite recipe later today.

I am spoiled when it comes to commuting--I know what that's like because I used to commute to work years ago, but never to the extent that you do, Dive.

And how do I pass the time in my car? On the way there: sometimes I sing to myself, I listen to horn CDs, I occasionally talk on the phone (which is bad, but I can multitask), and I fret about my lessons. On the way home: I listen to Fresh Air on NPR, sometimes I talk on the phone, and I fret about my lessons.
I always sing in the car too Robyn and my voice sounds so much better there. Why is that? Talking on the phone is ok with a hands-free kit here in the UK but no holding the hand set at all. Big fines now.

I find time in the car is good for planning too. I used to keep a dictaphone because all the best ideas happened there. Must do that again...
oh and Robyn? That's ok we don't mind our cheesecake arriving in Tupperware. Perfectly acceptable, thanks.
Sassy Sundry said…
That's great. I like your wish and your observations.

It would be nice if we didn't make people look small in order to make ourselves look big, wouldn't it?

Popular posts from this blog

Happy Birthday To...

Pope Leo IX (the Pope) JCF Bach (German composer) Jane Russell (of Gentlemen Prefer Blonds fame) Daniel Carter Beard (founder of the Boy Scouts of America) Jean-Paul Sartre (French philosopher) Maureen Stapleton (Academy Award winning actress) Mariette Hartley (who?) Prince William of Wales (the prince) but most importantly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 45 years ago today, I was born in Alabama in a small town on the banks of the Tennessee River. Yesterday, someone asked me if my family has any birthday traditions. The answer is no. My family never cared very much, but I do remember a few birthday highlights. I was given a birthday party in the back yard when I was ten years old. Two years later, my sister got married on my birthday, so I was just a bit overlooked, although I did get a stuffed animal--it was a white Yorkshire terrier with an AM radio in its stomach. When I turned 20, a different sister took me to an outdoor performance of Dvorak's New World Sympho...

Cindy Loo Who In October

What is it with people and Cindy Loo Who? Of my last one hundred blog hits, forty have been direct visits from regular readers, and fifteen have been as a result of people searching for "Cindy Loo Who," the little pixie from Seuss's How The Grinch Stole Christmas . A couple of years ago, I posted an image of the original Seuss illustration as compared to the TV cartoon image, and for some reason, that post is bringing in the crowds, relatively. Maybe it's the weather. It isn't even November yet, and already we've had frost and have had to dust off our winter coats. When it gets cold like this, I start to think about Christmasy things like listening to Nat King Cole and decorating the tree. It's ironic because I am offended when retailers start pushing holiday stuff early, but I don't mind my own private celebrations. When my sister and I were much younger and still living with our parents, we would pick a day in July, close the curtains to darken the ...

You Just Never Know

This newspaper gig has brought some interesting things. Because of it, I have met all kinds of people and learned all kinds of things. I have interviewed a potter, a stained glass artist, a horse barn owner, Guatemalan immigrants, winery operators and a woman with two uteruses. That last one may seem odd, but she's one of the few women in the world who has given birth to surviving twins, each developing in its own womb (you can see the adorable kids and read the article here ). I have learned about antique steamer trunks, dandelion wine, the history of steel drums and that people in Papua New Guinea are being evacuated from their island because of rising sea levels. I've read books on the repercussions of factory farming, and I've researched childhood obesity—did you know that Ohio ranks 17th on a list of US states in order of weight? Yet, someone in my own town would comment online suggesting we leave our poor kids alone. The other day I was in a court room to cover a case...