Le Meme d'Alphabet
Stolen from Tursi, whose journal you can't read anyway. :)
A - Accent: I grew up and live in Canada. Thus, no accent. Except that when I head east, they can tell I'm from the west.
B - Breast size: If I have 'em, I ain't measuring 'em!
C - Chore you hate: Picking up after myself. If I'm going to do a chore, I prefer to have one with discrete starting and finishing conditions, and a palpable sense of progress while doing it. Dishes and bathroom cleaning fall into this category. "Straightening up a room" does not.
D - Dad's name: Bernhart, but I think everybody except for German family called him Bernie, which is a great name if you bowl, which he did.
E - Essential make-up item: On me? Nothing. On her? Nothing. ;)
F - Favourite perfume: Well, I have Thierry Mugler (which I like to call Terry David Mulligan) but since mid-2003 I've found little occasion to wear it. On her, I like the smell of herself. Especially the hair.
G - Gold or silver: Gold.
H - Hometown: Born in Toronto, raised in a suburb of Vancouver, learned contrast in Fort Nelson, matured in various towns in the Okanagan, am who I am now back in Vancouver. Vancouver.
I - Insomnia: All the time. Doesn't happen if there's someone sleeping with me, even if just in the same room. When Tursi came to visit on New Year's, I slept through the night.
J - Job Title: Security Officer (Licensed).
K - Kids: None yet, but I'm immature enough to count as .5.
L - Living arrangements: A small apartment in New Westminster that's probably adequate for me and my computer, but insufficient for anything else. Time will tell. :)
M - Mum's birthplace: White Fox, Saskatchewan. (Until mom called me last night after reading this, I thought she'd been born in Regina. But who are you going to believe?)
N - Number of apples you've eaten: Many many, mostly in too-short a period of time. Preference: Granny Smiths.
O - Overnight hospital stays: One when I was born, another when I had my tonsils removed (my memory of that is that it lasted several days, but my mom assures me it was only overnight), and once when I had to guard a beating victim from her nuts-on-meth boyfriend who was actually wanted in connection for at least three deaths. =8O Three.
P - Phobia: None that I've discovered as of yet. Whenever anybody mentions they have one, I often remember it until I can check it (constellations?!). And so far, so good.
Q - There appears to be no entry for Q on this list, so I'll make one up:
Q - Quintessential item to have: Computer with internet access (preferably with the occasional fps and rts)
R - Religious affiliation: None. I was raised Lutheran and believed in God and His love and all that... until about grade two in Sunday School when a teacher told us that no animal which has existed has ever died out (God doesn't allow extinction apparently) and thus there never was any such thing as dinosaurs.
You can't tell a seven year old boy that there's no such things as dinosaurs! So over the next several years (I saw Sunday School through until Confirmation) I asked questions, received poor/inconsistant answers, and steadily lost not only faith but came to find that faith and reason are like oil and water - you can put them in the same container ("scientific" explanations of the seven day creation cycle) but they rarely mix. Also, my friend Owen's grandmother was a Buddhist and I learned that "the bible" meant different things to different people.
Now I'm an athiest, unconcerned with the thought that oblivion waits after expiry, happy if people find comfort/happiness/inspiration in a god but slightly contemptuous of those that follow a religion and don't understand the symbology of the rituals that they participate in and those who don't read the central literature of their faith. (Yes, but do you know why it's unleavened bread? Do you know why you have to fast? Do you know why it has to be a virgin sacrifice?) (What do you mean you think it's wrong to masturbate? Because it says so in the bible?! Where?! The story of Onan? Dumbass, he was in trouble because he didn't knock up his brother's sister, not because he "spilled his seed upon the ground" so read instead of letting others read for you.)
I'm also somewhat contemptuous of those who claim to be of a specific religion, but who pick and choose what rules and such they follow from it. If you think that the bible (I always use Christian examples, because they're the ones I know best) says that homosexuality is wrong (Leviticus 18:22 - Do not lie with a man as one lies with a woman; that is detestable.) and you would preach such, then you also have to suck it up that wearing a cotton/polyester shirt is wrong (Leviticus 19:19 - Keep my decrees; Do not mate different kinds of animals (means don't raise goats and pigs on the same farm, not Dr. Moreau hybrids); Do not plant your field with two kinds of seed; Do not wear clothing woven of two kinds of material.).
And most of all, don't be a hypocrite. If you go through the motions of following a faith just to make other people that you are a member/truly believe... then you're a hypocrite. And I've got no time or inclination to listen to hypocrites.
Sorry for the rant, but I get set off every time. Happens when you're forced into a system that doesn't make any sense and you're a creative and bright child. ;)
S - Siblings: Better looking, smarter, and taller younger brother Michael. I can still kick his ass though.
T - Time you wake up: Twice a day - I usually manage to sleep for up to two hours before waking after I come home from work, so that's variable. The other time is at 2100 at which point I start smacking the snooze button until about 2130, and then have to get up and get ready for work.
U - Unnatural hair colours you've worn: Only blond. The first time I got it chunked in, and it was a really well-done job. The second time I got it done (I have to take off my glasses when people do my hair, so I can never actually see what's happening until it's unveiled at the end) she pretty much coloured my entire head blond, which I didn't like but my mother did.
V - Vegetable you refuse to eat: This doesn't technically count as a vegetable, but I don't like mushrooms and they're vegetable-like enough for my purposes.
W - Worst habit: Has to be not seizing opportunities when they come along, followed by procrastination. Also, I can self-sacrifice (not as in giving to others, more like going without something) to the point of ridiculousness.
X - X-rays: Just dental I think, as I've never broken a bone. I haven't been to the dentist in a while either...
Y - Yummy foods you make: When I make food, it's to refuel. There was a time I would bake very occasionally, but that's a long time in the past. I can make tasty natchos to nosh on though. ;)
Z - Zodiac sign: Sagittarius.
Man, I've really got to stop going off on how the big religions of the day need to adjust their viewpoint up to modern day rather than stay mired in a 1500+ year old worldview... sorry, I'll stop now. :P
A - Accent: I grew up and live in Canada. Thus, no accent. Except that when I head east, they can tell I'm from the west.
B - Breast size: If I have 'em, I ain't measuring 'em!
C - Chore you hate: Picking up after myself. If I'm going to do a chore, I prefer to have one with discrete starting and finishing conditions, and a palpable sense of progress while doing it. Dishes and bathroom cleaning fall into this category. "Straightening up a room" does not.
D - Dad's name: Bernhart, but I think everybody except for German family called him Bernie, which is a great name if you bowl, which he did.
E - Essential make-up item: On me? Nothing. On her? Nothing. ;)
F - Favourite perfume: Well, I have Thierry Mugler (which I like to call Terry David Mulligan) but since mid-2003 I've found little occasion to wear it. On her, I like the smell of herself. Especially the hair.
G - Gold or silver: Gold.
H - Hometown: Born in Toronto, raised in a suburb of Vancouver, learned contrast in Fort Nelson, matured in various towns in the Okanagan, am who I am now back in Vancouver. Vancouver.
I - Insomnia: All the time. Doesn't happen if there's someone sleeping with me, even if just in the same room. When Tursi came to visit on New Year's, I slept through the night.
J - Job Title: Security Officer (Licensed).
K - Kids: None yet, but I'm immature enough to count as .5.
L - Living arrangements: A small apartment in New Westminster that's probably adequate for me and my computer, but insufficient for anything else. Time will tell. :)
M - Mum's birthplace: White Fox, Saskatchewan. (Until mom called me last night after reading this, I thought she'd been born in Regina. But who are you going to believe?)
N - Number of apples you've eaten: Many many, mostly in too-short a period of time. Preference: Granny Smiths.
O - Overnight hospital stays: One when I was born, another when I had my tonsils removed (my memory of that is that it lasted several days, but my mom assures me it was only overnight), and once when I had to guard a beating victim from her nuts-on-meth boyfriend who was actually wanted in connection for at least three deaths. =8O Three.
P - Phobia: None that I've discovered as of yet. Whenever anybody mentions they have one, I often remember it until I can check it (constellations?!). And so far, so good.
Q - There appears to be no entry for Q on this list, so I'll make one up:
Q - Quintessential item to have: Computer with internet access (preferably with the occasional fps and rts)
R - Religious affiliation: None. I was raised Lutheran and believed in God and His love and all that... until about grade two in Sunday School when a teacher told us that no animal which has existed has ever died out (God doesn't allow extinction apparently) and thus there never was any such thing as dinosaurs.
You can't tell a seven year old boy that there's no such things as dinosaurs! So over the next several years (I saw Sunday School through until Confirmation) I asked questions, received poor/inconsistant answers, and steadily lost not only faith but came to find that faith and reason are like oil and water - you can put them in the same container ("scientific" explanations of the seven day creation cycle) but they rarely mix. Also, my friend Owen's grandmother was a Buddhist and I learned that "the bible" meant different things to different people.
Now I'm an athiest, unconcerned with the thought that oblivion waits after expiry, happy if people find comfort/happiness/inspiration in a god but slightly contemptuous of those that follow a religion and don't understand the symbology of the rituals that they participate in and those who don't read the central literature of their faith. (Yes, but do you know why it's unleavened bread? Do you know why you have to fast? Do you know why it has to be a virgin sacrifice?) (What do you mean you think it's wrong to masturbate? Because it says so in the bible?! Where?! The story of Onan? Dumbass, he was in trouble because he didn't knock up his brother's sister, not because he "spilled his seed upon the ground" so read instead of letting others read for you.)
I'm also somewhat contemptuous of those who claim to be of a specific religion, but who pick and choose what rules and such they follow from it. If you think that the bible (I always use Christian examples, because they're the ones I know best) says that homosexuality is wrong (Leviticus 18:22 - Do not lie with a man as one lies with a woman; that is detestable.) and you would preach such, then you also have to suck it up that wearing a cotton/polyester shirt is wrong (Leviticus 19:19 - Keep my decrees; Do not mate different kinds of animals (means don't raise goats and pigs on the same farm, not Dr. Moreau hybrids); Do not plant your field with two kinds of seed; Do not wear clothing woven of two kinds of material.).
And most of all, don't be a hypocrite. If you go through the motions of following a faith just to make other people that you are a member/truly believe... then you're a hypocrite. And I've got no time or inclination to listen to hypocrites.
Sorry for the rant, but I get set off every time. Happens when you're forced into a system that doesn't make any sense and you're a creative and bright child. ;)
S - Siblings: Better looking, smarter, and taller younger brother Michael. I can still kick his ass though.
T - Time you wake up: Twice a day - I usually manage to sleep for up to two hours before waking after I come home from work, so that's variable. The other time is at 2100 at which point I start smacking the snooze button until about 2130, and then have to get up and get ready for work.
U - Unnatural hair colours you've worn: Only blond. The first time I got it chunked in, and it was a really well-done job. The second time I got it done (I have to take off my glasses when people do my hair, so I can never actually see what's happening until it's unveiled at the end) she pretty much coloured my entire head blond, which I didn't like but my mother did.
V - Vegetable you refuse to eat: This doesn't technically count as a vegetable, but I don't like mushrooms and they're vegetable-like enough for my purposes.
W - Worst habit: Has to be not seizing opportunities when they come along, followed by procrastination. Also, I can self-sacrifice (not as in giving to others, more like going without something) to the point of ridiculousness.
X - X-rays: Just dental I think, as I've never broken a bone. I haven't been to the dentist in a while either...
Y - Yummy foods you make: When I make food, it's to refuel. There was a time I would bake very occasionally, but that's a long time in the past. I can make tasty natchos to nosh on though. ;)
Z - Zodiac sign: Sagittarius.
Man, I've really got to stop going off on how the big religions of the day need to adjust their viewpoint up to modern day rather than stay mired in a 1500+ year old worldview... sorry, I'll stop now. :P
posted by Rimmy at 15:35
2 Comments:
Now that qualifies as a full-on rant! Congratulations.
Just wondering: when you stayed in the hospital, were you there in full health to guard the girl...or did you get beat up by her bf and end up there yourself?
Just wondering: when you stayed in the hospital, were you there in full health to guard the girl...or did you get beat up by her bf and end up there yourself?
Heh. I was in full health and surprised to find myself called to work in a hospital, since that usually involves special training which I didn't have.
It was only once I got there that they explained that this particular job consisted of me plunking my casually-dressed butt down in a chair in the hall across from her room and just "being alert".
Okaaaaaay... can I see a picture of this guy I'm supposed to be looking for? Hey! This is a mug shot! What's he done?
They list the rather long rap sheet...
I was accutely aware of every chair I could throw, the number of steps it would take to get into her room and slam the door shut, and I practiced leaping up from my chair and grabbing the fire extinguisher many times over the next eleven hours. He never showed, and I got paid. Works for me. ;)
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