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Monday Melee

The Monday Melee from Fracas:

1. The Misanthtropic: Name something (about humanity) you absolutely hate.
Our general inability to remember the lessons of history.

2. The Meretricious: Expose something or someone that’s phony, fraudulent or bogus.
I suspect Newt Gingrich is a little bogus, wooing the churchy voters by fessing up to and being contrite for an affair while talking to a churchy media source.

3. The Malcontent: Name something you’re unhappy with.
My lack of good consistent horn practicing time.

4. The Meritorious: Give someone credit for something and name it if you can.
Daughter #1 has set rowing goals while on the crew team in college, and she is succeeding.

5. The Mirror: See something good about yourself and name it.
Oh, I don't know. I swept the kitchen floor. That counts for something.

6. The Make-Believe: Name something you wish for.
A cleaning lady to sweep the floor and vacuum the carpets. Oh, and maybe she can get rid of the cobwebs, too.

Comments

dive said…
An excellent first point, Robyn.

And well done Daughter Number One!

Hey, Peahen's just started a new blog about her brass band. If you want a peek, she's at http://wanabeeprincipal
.blogspot.com/
7:36 AM
Scout said…
What a great idea for a blog! I can't wait to read more--the fact that they have a CD immediately puts them miles ahead of my own summer band. We're lucky if some slob in the audience tapes on a cassette.
8:06 AM
Sassy Sundry said…
Here's to having a maid!
10:51 AM
dive said…
The CD is great, Robyn, but it was recorded before Pea murdered the principal cornet and took over … er … should I have let that slip. Pea?
11:40 AM
Gina said…
I'm gonna lump Rudy Giuliani in with Newt as well.

And yay for daughter #1!
12:34 PM
Anonymous said…
I like your #1 also... and yes, sweeping the floor should count for something!

Thanks for sticking with the Melee, I enjoy making the rounds on Mondays (or Tuesday too).
2:47 AM
Miz Minka said…
Robyn, ditto on No. 1. There's nothing new under the sun. All of mankind's stupidities are bound to repeat themselves in one way or another.

I've thought about No. 6 -- I really don't know that I'd be comfortable having a stranger clean up my mess! So "No" on the cleaning lady. Besides, I get a real sense of satisfaction out of doing it myself. Must be a personality trait thing or something.
1:14 PM
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