I’m Stumped


February 5, 2008

cereal.jpgApparently the people at the General Mills labs are also MENSA members, because the puzzles on the back of the cereal boxes are HARD.
I mean, come on! Kids are expected to solve these puzzles? I can’t even get through the first level. What happened to a good ‘ol maze? Or matching, I’m good at matching. So in a last ditch effort to prove I am in fact smart, I took an IQ test online. I answered the questions with confidence and enthusiasm: finger is to hand as leaf is to: EASY. Which does not belong in the sequence: Poem, Novel, Statue, Painting, Flower? SIMPLE. The test was a breeze, but when I went to submit my answers, the stupid thing made me sign up for all this stupid stuff. I gave a fake address and phone number, but never actually signed up for anything, so the website kept shooting me back to the page to pick some crappy “incentive gift.” I don’t want a purple iphone, I want my IQ score. Finally I had to close the window, and move away from the computer. And then I had to hide that cereal box–both sordid reminders of the fact that I’m not very bright.


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Would You Like A Side of Politics with Your Toast?


January 31, 2008

I have something embarrassing to tell you. But because we are all friends, I know that you won’t judge me. As you probably already know, Pat works from a home office. It is upstairs. And for those of you who have a two-story home you’re already aware that it takes a great deal of energy to walk up stairs. You have to pick up your foot extra-high and repeat it at least 14 times, I mean, who has the time for that? So, what I end up doing is ichatting him when I need to ask him something, yes, I ichat my husband when he is just UPSTAIRS! We’re both in front of our computers, I figure, why the heck not? Here is a small excerpt from our morning conversation:

Me: Do you think I can get Gloria Estefan’s “Turn the Beat Around” for my ring tone?

Him: Maybe

Me: I want the part where she says “rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat on the drum….heyeehhyeeayhhea!!”
But only when you call.

Him: No. I refuse.

Me: And then when my mom calls I want “Hips Don’t Lie” by Sharkira

Me: Then when my brother calls I want a song by John Tesh, I don’t care which one.

Him: I’ll see what I can do.

Me: Thanks a bunch. Hey what are you doing right now?

Him: I’m trying to figure out who I should vote for.

Me: Oooh.

Him: My dilemma is: should be voting for who will benefit ME the most, or who will be best for MOST?

Me: I think you have to go with the best person for the job. and who is going to help our country the most. You have to go a step above being selfish.

Him: Yeah, but I find it to be such a selfish process; Who aligns with what I think?
Who will benefit me the most? Those are the questions it seems like everyone is asking.
Not that that isn’t ok, just interesting to consider. I have trouble with the main difference between democrats and republicans; less government vs. more government–Is the government the solution to helping poor people?

Me: I don’t know. I feel that I am ill-equipped for this conversation. But what I do know is I had a slice of sourdough toast for breakfast, and it was good. That, I can talk about.

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I like this post. Good questions, Patrick.

by ryan walton on January 31, 2008

I’d also like to request “E-Mail My Heart” by Brittany Spears for my ringtone.

by ryan walton on January 31, 2008

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