Thursday, March 26, 2009

Call me Kissinger

Um, yeah. That's me all right.




You Are 9: The Peacemaker



You are emotionally stable and willing to find common ground with others.

Your friends and family often look to you to be the mediator when there is conflict.



You are easy going and accepting. You take things as they come.

Avoiding conflict at all costs, you're content when things are calm.



At Your Best: You feel connected, trusting, and fulfilled. You feel at peace with your place in the world.



At Your Worst: You compromise your values to make sure peace is maintained. You give in to bullies.



Your Fixation: Harmony



Your Primary Fear: Causing conflict



Your Primary Desire: To preserve things as they are



Other Number 9's: Marge Simpson, Ronald Reagan, Audrey Hepburn, Jerry Seinfeld, and Abraham Lincoln.



Question: How the double-dutch HECK do they know about Abraham Lincoln? Was the ASKED about this? I highly doubt it. Highly.

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I'm intrigued by the idea of learning another language. The 5 years of German I took in highschool aren't really doing me any good. Surprisignly, there simply isn't a huge demand for it. I'm thinking Spanish might be a good idea, given that all the signs at the Home Depot are already in English and Spanish, that there's rather the influx of Spanish-speaking epople in the area, and perhaps most importantly, I want to know what those people are saying when they're ripping along in conversation at a thousand miles an hour!

Anybody learned another language as an adult? If so, how'd that work out for ya?

And tell me, WHAT are those people talking about, really?

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There's a store in a strip mall around here that just went out of business. It was 'the peanut roaster.' Yes, really. Peanut roaster. They apparently roasted peanuts. Is it any surprise that the store didnt make it? STRIP MALL does not scream out foot traffic by that thousands, which I should think is really the kind of traffic you need when you're runing a peanut-roasting business. You know, the wafting smell of roasting goobers catching the salivatory imaginations of wanderers about town.... However, this store had no wanderers, seeing as how it was situated on the road that the Staples and PetSmart and HDepot are on, was next door to a steak place, across the street from a Chick-Fil-A, and kitty-corner (catty-corner?) to a frozen custard stand (oh, Goodberry's!). People were certainly AROUND, but not to nosh on roasted peanuts, to all appearances.

Sadly, the gourmet store next door that's been open a grand total of 5 months is going out of business as well. It's a loss. Why, the ONE time I was in there I sure wished I had a thousand bucks to blow on super high-end merchadise. But hey now, everything in the store is 70% because of that whole 'going out of business' thing; maybe I can pick up that set of Calphalon after all! One man's pain and all.

Yep - pretty soon there will be aanother small shopping center with no stores occupied in this town. Methinks ye olde economy is iting more than one ass, even on Escalade alley.

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Time to run. The Things are awaiting for their mama, who doesn't like to keep 'em waiting especially when I haven't seen them in a week. Y'all enjoy your evenings, and we'll talk again soon.

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