When the mind wanders, it's not pretty...

I could be writing. Yes indeedy, I could...and I was. Then I took little break and wandered over to Kathy Holmes site. There I found a link to Shelfari, an online networking site for readers and writers.

Of course I had to go. I explored the site for a while -- loved it! -- then I started reading some of the profiles of frequent contributors. One had a link to a website that lets you take a test to determine your chances of surviving a zombie invasion. Wow!

I had to take the test, right?

Then I had to take it again because I could not believe how badly I fared.

I did a bit better the second time, though apparently there's an unwritten rule that says you shouldn't go to Walmart when zombies prowl.

After a couple, er, a few more attempts, it eventually occurred to me that a Zombie Apocalypse Test (ZAT) is not wholly dissimilar to a Scholastic Achievement Test (SAT). You just keep taking it and taking it until you (or your parents) like your score.

My final score: 41% chance of survival.

All of which makes me think I'm probably better off writing.


Ciao!

Hi, T.J.

The wind in your hair...

You don't have to be outside. You don't even have to be good. But if you've ever been ice skating you know how exhilarating it is to feel the ice-cooled air on your cheeks and the wind in your hair.

(Note: the wind feels wonderful whether your body is gliding over the ice, the image of coordination and grace, or sliding across the surface chin first, arms outstretched, leaving a gaggle of bruised, stunned, knocked-on-their-rears-because-they-couldn't-get-out-of-the way-fast-enough skaters in your wake....One just looks a bit more, uh, dignified.)

If you fancy skating or dancing, take a look at Figure Skating in Singapore. There's a new video of the European Waltz that's really fun to watch.

Playing on iTunes right now: Baby, It's Cold Outside by Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong. What a fabulous, old tune. Personal opinion warning (POW): A lot of today's popular singers go for volume or shock lyrics. Listen to a song performed by people who mastered phrasing and vocal control. There is no contest.

Last week's Quote of the Week

"Advice is what we ask for when we already know what the answer is, but wish we didn't."
-- Erica Jong

Online tag!

I've been tagged by author Tayari Jones. Here are the rules:

1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they've been tagged, and to read your blog.

Here are eight, no-longer-secret facts about the very merry me:

1. I have the most eclectic taste in music of anyone I know. The last seven songs on my iPod were by Leann Rimes, John Legend, Vargo, The Mamas & The Papas, Michael Buble, John Mellencamp and Donnie McClurklin.
2. As a girl I dreamed of being a singer-dancer-actress-model. Or a brain surgeon. Upon reflection, I realized success was unlikely as a) I'm a little, um, tone deaf; b) I have no natural sense of rhythm; c) I don't like being on stage; d) I like to eat; e) Medical science involves science. And math! Eww!
3. I'm horribly needle-phobic.
4. I once flew to Austin for a Bruce Springsteen concert. I loved it!
5. I'm conflict adverse and miss a lot because there are many things I don't want to see...yet I have a real fear of going blind.
6. I once ate an entire German Chocolate cake. By myself. In one sitting. That was not a good idea.
7. When I was young and impressionable someone told me that if you die without fulfilling your destiny you have to keep coming back until you get it right. I still believe that.
8. When I mangle song lyrics, I do it in a big, big way. (Yet another reason a career as a singer was not for me.) For years, I happily sang along to Stevie Wonder's hit, Blue Me On. Yea Cumin! (known to some of you as Boogie On Reggae Woman). I kept this up until someone pointed out this was not a song about food dye and recipes.

Whew! There you are.

I've tagged Kathy Holmes and Rhea, but I need a bit of time to come up with others. Tune in later for details or comment if you'd like to play.

I've been SO off the grid!

My husband decided to "optimize" our Internet connection last week.

'Nuff said?

Methinks so.

Playing on iTunes right now: I Know the Truth by Sherie Rene Scott (Amneris) from the original cast recording of the Aida soundtrack.

Hello!

I'm back at my desk after an unplanned mini-vacation.

Quick, surprise getaways are the best kind, aren't they? Even if you return to an overflowing in-basket, tons of email and more than a few to-dos with Urgent! stamped on them -- all of which I did -- it's wonderful to have had a few hours or a few days of calm, peaceful thoughts.

One of the things that always surprises me when I take time off is how quickly I realize how little I actually need. Oh, there are tons of things I want -- but very few I truly, desperately require.

My friend, C., is in the process of moving to Charlotte, NC from Denver. Rather than hire a fleet of moving vans to transport everything, she's selling all but the necessities and she plans to move to her new city feeling light and free.

"I don't want things to have power over me anymore," she said.

Powerful words, aren't they?

This week we'll take a closer look at how clearing out unnecessary thoughts, emotions and possessions can impact the quality of our lives. We'll also have a conversation with Gail Imel, a woman who sold much of what she owned and traveled to South America for a solo adventure that spanned several months.

In the interim, enjoy this photo of Jake demonstrating his favorite activity for the dog days of summer.

Take care!