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Monday Melee

I forget to do this from week to week, but here is another Monday Melee:

1. The Misanthtropic: Name something (about humanity) you absolutely hate.
I am not wild about our tendency to be socially insecure--all those people aren't judging you because they're too busy judging themselves.

2. The Meretricious: Expose something or someone that’s phony, fraudulent or bogus.
I don't think God will double your money if you donate cash to somebody on television. Besides, the purpose of generosity is not to get a benefit in return.

3. The Malcontent: Name something you’re unhappy with.
I am unhappy with the policy of designing by committee, and I am unhappy that I have to replace an illustration on a book cover that I think is perfect. There, I said it.

4. The Meritorious: Give someone credit for something and name it if you can.
My neighbor/dear friend Jane threw a party for her son's graduation that took a heck of a lot of work. Even though she knew it would be a killer job, she stuck to her guns and threw a great bash. It was perfect. Plus, I loaned her four serving spoons, and she returned five. Good deal.

5. The Mirror: See something good about yourself and name it.
I have a nice laugh, so people say anyway.

6. The Make-Believe: Name something you wish for.
I can't read this statement without hearing Howard Keel singing in Show Boat, but that has nothing to do with the task at hand. I wish mosquitoes didn't bite. How's that for a thinking big?

Comments

dive said…
God may well not double your money if you give it to somebody on TV but it appears He gives you a free spoon if you're bitten by a mosquito.
It's Monday and I'm all confused.
10:31 AM
Anonymous said…
I agree. I love your laugh.
12:03 PM
Miz Minka said…
Re: 1. Excellent point, Robyn!! One more reason not to worry about what other people think. :)
2:10 PM
Sassy Sundry said…
Perhaps God could take away mosquito bites if you donate to the nice man on the TV?

Good deal indeed.
3:52 PM
Anonymous said…
designing by committee sounds as frustrating as my tafe course and their insistance that we do assignments in groups. i hate that.
3:50 AM
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