Friday Question for July 28, 2006

In the spirit of excessive flooding in Northeast Ohio, here is today's question (beware - it is rather bitter in nature):

If you could have one city or town completely wiped off the planet, which city or town would it be and why?

I would eliminate Hell, Pennsylvania or Intercourse, Pennsylvania. I think they just get too much leverage out of those names. They need to pick new names that are less ridiculous and more respectable. I have no time for humor such as this. Eighty-Four is not far behind on that list either.

I'm sure there are Ohio towns with names like that but they seem to be more quiet about it. Less "in your face", if you will.

Friday Question for July 21, 2006

Sorry for the delay. I actually felt motivated to work today. Kind of.

Here is the question:

If you could have one superhero or supernatural power, what would it be and why?

I'm sure the question has been asked before but situations and needs change. You may have needed supersonic hearing last year but today you need to be invisible.

Personally, I would like teleportation abilities. Yes, gas prices suck (especially with a Jeep Wrangler getting 14 miles to the gallon). But more than that, I hate long drives and the anxiety and anticipation that occurs on the way to my destination. I could be a lot more productive if I didn't have to waste so much time getting around. Plus, I could skip out of work easier and go to all sorts of exotic places for lunch.

Sugar Free Jello.
Jiggles and wiggles around.
I spilled on my desk.

Friday Question for July 14, 2006

Sorry about missing last week. It was a bad Fourth for me. I'll address that later.

The Question today is:

As a child, did you play/pretend to be any characters in a TV show? If so, what shows did you play?

I greatly enjoyed pretending I was on Battlestar Galactica. I had a friend that had a huge, old, oddly designed house that we would pretend was the spaceship. And Apollo was in love with me.

I would also pretend to be Wonder Woman while wearing paper bracelets to deflect the bullets my brother was shooting at me.

And, I occasionally pretended I lived on Little House on the Prairie in our backyard. We had a huge yard in the middle of corn and soybean fields. My dad would cut up big cardboard boxes or giant wooden crates to look like houses for me to play in. I'd make bread and soup out of all the weeds in the field next door. I thought milkweed pods looked like fish.

I hate my damn job
Humiliate me some more,
please. Mega Millions.