I have Re: Your Brains stuck in my head. Do I think you should listen to it? Damn straight, Skippy. I feel like a total poseur even bringing it up, except that I just love this song. This guy is talented, I tell you. Doubt me? Listen to this one. You will agree.
Oh yeah, and I’m far too excited about the Facebook Zombies application to pretend I’m cool. (Zombie mogul!!!!11!! W00t.)
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And so, to push the internet kitsch further into overdrive, here is an ancient Four Things meme that I’m sure has traveled the interwebs far and wide– I swore I’d already completed it, but I guess I didn’t. However, this time it was one of my dear in-laws (or should I say, in-Meows? Hi there!) who tagged me, so it must needs be done. If you would like to play along, please do:
Four jobs I have had in my life:
- Assistant stage manager. Remove the"-istant stage manager" part and you’ll see what I thought of that job.
- Gift-wrapping at a department store. It was mostly fun, but it sucked at Christmastime.
- Camp counselor. Mostly fun, except when it wasn’t. And when it wasn’t it really sucked.
- High school teacher. Best and worst job ever.
Four places I have lived:
- Bogota, Colombia, South America. For some reason, that feels like it happened in a parallel universe.
- Monterey, California. Fun, cute, quaint, but way too quiet.
- Honolulu, Hawaii. Really quite beautiful, but now I completely understand the meaning of the term "island fever". Also, "totally overrated, unless you’re visiting" comes to mind. However we’ve been reminiscing about it through "Magnum P.I."– thank you, Netflix.
- Washington D.C.– gorgeous in spring, thank you!
Four other places I have been:
- The Panama canal– pretty cool, really. It was raining upwards that day– very odd.
- At the top of the Empire State Building. I know– not too exciting.
- Near one of Pablo Escobar’s many houses. I got to see the very high fence. Woo.
- Here, and a mile to the north-northwest of there, off-roading. And yes, it is really THAT romantic.
Four places I’d rather be right now
- Twenty to thirty minutes in the future, when my roasted chicken is actually completely cooked and we’re eating.
- Carmel beach, walking barefoot.
- Café Laufer –one of the things I truly and deeply miss about Hawaii– eating some Mulligatawny soup and eyeing the Charlotte Russe (the pastry, not the cheap store).
- In bed, sleeping.
Four friends or relatives I think will respond:
It’s okay– no pressure. If you’ve already done this, feel free to point me to that entry (if it’s not too much work). If you haven’t, please proceed!
Happy Monday, everyone!
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