Your Deadly Sins
Chance You'll Go to Hell: 43%
You'll die choking on a cookie in bed. [Not true. It'll be on Salt & Vinegar potato chips, mostly likely.]
You Are The Brain
You're the type of person who's always on, always churning.
You are alert and quick to react. You like to stay busy.
You are responsible but also demanding. You take up a lot of energy.
You are someone of deep mystery. There's a lot below the surface that's hard to figure out.
Have a small place, but expensive taste? Room & Board is having a little contest. Check it out here.
This is not the My Little Pony you grew up with.
This is a very, very bad idea. Betcha Chicken Little Sr. won't be inviting any of them for dinner at the White House any time soon, either.
Even if you're just a little curvier than average, this rings true. Painfully true.
JihadGene says, "It's Friday! Let's Dance!"
Anybody up for a little Rhumba-Boogie?
Giggle of the Day:
Big Guy and the family and I are off to Camp David for the weekend. This should be a lot of fun. I hear that I get my own cabin. I need the rest given the day I had today. People have been asking me about Earth Hour, which sounds like something Al Gore might've come up with during his recovery from the chai enema mishap at Burning Man last year.
Heaven help me , I've actually volunteered for my company's "green office initiative." Mostly to combat nonsense like "Earth Hour," for which I had to send the office-wide memo out.
Look, I believe we've become incredibly wasteful in our packaging and in the amount of garbage we throw away. But that's just because we're stupidly wasteful, not because, as Old Crankypants would say, "We're all gonna die!"
Case in point (and the reason I got involved) -- my firm's team sent out an email, two days after we'd laid off admin staff, two out of three who were friends of mine, offering up coffee mugs to anyone who would swear off styrofoam cups.
Call me crazy, but I found it repugnant that my company could find the money to buy politically correct coffee mugs, but couldn't find a way to keep people who I loved in paychecks.
So I suggested that we raise a little consciousness and ask people to bring mugs from home. Add some incentive by turning it into a contest and having categories like the mug from farthest away (Paris and Pisa for me), silliest mug, most meaningful mug (the lovely bone china mug painted with lovely cats gifted me by the Princess Mug (er... Mom)), the oldest mug, etc. Putting photos of peoples' mugs (faces) with their winning mugs in our office newsletter.
I also suggested we promote groups like Cell Phones for Soldiers as a way to recycle unwanted technology.
I'm gaining traction. Even if I am the least likely person on earth to join the "green" movement.
And one more, because it's a classic:
This isn't Big O's war. It's America's war. And it's also Gen. David Petraeus's war. He clearly knows what the hell he is doing. As the Big O has said several times in the past few days, "That man is going to save my heiney." And boy do we all know it and appreciate it.
They have a video???
I have, apparently, in trying to clean up my blogroll, borked my template.