Today's Fortune:

  • New shoes will take you somewhere you want to go. ~ Peking Noodle Co.

Not-a-Post

  • Between Kresley Cole's new book Lothaire and The Vampire Diaries, I'm just sullied.

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April 20, 2010

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I love the potholder anecdote. That's fabulous. I want a potholder that aspired to scarf-dom. I really do.

Don't let PGP hear you talking about beginning an entire island population. He might try to stop you.

Also, I'd like to begin being laid back. You know, as part of my continuing "frantic pursuit of inner peace." I keep forgetting to begin the laid back part. I'm mostly focused on prep.

I totally have a bag that is 3/4 knitted which I started exactly 2 years ago. I'm not planning to finish it and in fact, I don't know why I still have the knitting supplies I do - I suppose I hold on to them in case someday I want to start another bag I'll never finish.

Oh well.

As for what I want to begin most? I'll begin that list soon....

Being an INTJ, I enjoy finishing things more than I do starting them. I rarely start something I don't finish, so the starting can be a bit overwhelming. I was really good about posting on my blog until I got more time consuming job and started blogging here instead.

I'm also pretty good on the exercise front - 30 minutes at least 5 mornings a week for the last couple months. The Wii is working for me. Kinda boring, but I'm too tired at 6 AM to notice and my abs are less flabby.

What I want to start is traveling more - Europe, Greece, Hawaii. But that requires money, so what I do is more work, work, work. Another 8 years or so and I won't even need child care to do it.

Puerto Ricans? Puerto Ricans don't even want to try Puerto Ricans. I should know. I am one.

Note to my peoples: relax. it's a joke.

Hm...I would like to start writing and performing radio serials. Like Orson Welles reading War of the Worlds, but probably not science fiction, oh and it's unlikely anyone will die or be shot at because of it. Even so, it would still be awesome.

@Polly, I haven't crochet anything since junior year. If I started up again, I'm pretty sure I'd crochet pinky wristbands that will never reach pot holder-dom. CatBait got into a knitting spree awhile back so ask her.

@Alice, my mom had stockings she wanted to stitch for my sister and I when we were 5. 15 years later and they're still halfway finished. She has all the needed tools as well.

@Diosa, Your work ethic is so much better than mine. I'm jealous. But, I'm totally in agreement with the traveling. It's something my young blooded self needs to experience.

@Mia, There's just something exotic, ya know? Maybe i'll go for Cubans.

@Teag Bag, I'd be your number uno listener!

Pan...great question. I am an idea guy. I come up with great idea's and would love if someone would just pay me for them and then go do them...leave me out of the doing part. That is what I was put on this earth to do...think shit up. Oh and talk about my klondike bar...'singing' (what would you dooo oooo for my klondike bar)
I have a book I haven't finished, a business plan I haven't written, several woman I have flirted with but haven't gone out with, work out clothes I have bought but not worn, independent or foreign movies I swore I would watch but haven't, and a post I owe polly about being a man with a klondike bar trying to better understand feminism, the role I play, and how to keep my identity while doing it.

I am working on it~!

But what I would most like to start doing is having some NC-17 fun with someone other than myself. Hell I would settle for some PG-13 fun right about now.

@Chance, is the Klondike Bar your penis? I feel sort of geriatric that I always have to ask, but you have such a wide array of terminology.

@Pandora, I'm annoyed at my computer right now because I typed up a comment to this post the other day and I come back and *poof!* It's gone. Anyhow, I have lots of stuff started and unfinished, too, like just about everyone else. There's the quilt for The Skipper, miscellaneous organizational things that I should really get moved out of my space, and training my animals to be perfectly behaved creatures.

Right now, though, the thing I really want to do is spring cleaning. Ugh.

Pandora, I've said it before and I'll say it again. You're me, except with the faster recuperative time and perkier boobs that come with being your age instead of mine.

Your list sounds exactly like the one I might have made at any time in my adult life. Except for the mountain biking. Bike seats HURT.

And while I've never had a particular thing for Puerto Ricans (no offense Mia), there have been many times in my life where I've gone years at a time dating categories of men (football players and men named Mike come to mind.) There was a disastrous "football players named Mike" stage, but I've mostly blocked that out.

Anyway, what I most want to start right now is a food plan that I'll actually stick to, a relationship with a man who doesn't have some nasty surprise waiting ("Surprise! I have a wife!" Or a finger collection. Not okay), and a big long boozy, gossipy vacation with all of you, somewhere with access to both a pool and a beach.

@Chance, I imagine your book/memoir to be like that of Chelsea Handler's- you've got the raunchiness down. Quite honestly, I think I'm just in need of some G-rated fun. Lame as it is, boys are probably the last thing that I need right now. Maybe, it's just that I need to find a new boy. A real, new boy.

PS: Finish the klondike post! We're all intrigued now.

@Dol, Your dogs patiently wait to be fed. My year old labrador knocks me over at the sight of a biscuit. Pretty sure your menagerie is the most obedient.

@Bookgirl, I hear you with the food plan. Pretty sure that's that reason why my stomach went out of whack for a week. I'm slowly learning that most all guys are alike and not as different as I thought. Nope, they're still idiots. Also, sister, I'm always down for a boozy vaca. Caribbean, anyone?

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