Right Brain/ Left Brain Quiz The higher of these two numbers below indicates which side of your brain has dominance in your life. Realising your right brain/left brain tendancy will help you interact with and to understand others. Left Brain Dominance: (16) Right Brain Dominance: (16) Right Brain/ Left Brain Quiz

This reminds me of the time I took the Advocates Political Quiz and wound up with “Centrist”.

On a semi-related topic… I’ve seen the cartoon “Pinky and the Brain” a time or two, and I’ve noticed that my neighbor (across the way) bears a striking resemblance to Brain. I’m not kidding. The top half of his head is HUGE, but his jaw and chin seem exceptionally tiny. I hardly ever catch sight of him, but when I do I can’t help but stare. And giggle. Quietly, of course. I wouldn’t want to offend the man who might one day take over the world.

I’m sort of fascinated by him too. I mean, how does he manage to walk without tipping over? His neck muscles must be incredibly strong.

I said “Hello” to him once. He nodded back. And while I was utterly mesmerized by the movement, in the back of my mind a little voice whispered excitedly… _{“OMGawd! The Brain lives next door and he just acknowledged me! How totally awesome is that?!“}

That made my day. Heck. I think it made my week.

So. What side of the Brain do you use most?

Are you a middle-brained Brain-loving freak like me? ^*grins*

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I have five words for you: Stash Premium Chai Green Tea.

If I was a cat, I’d call it catnip.

Maybe it’s just me but…. Yes, yes, YES!

Ahhhhhhhh….

I’m not being paid by anyone to say this. I just so happened to pick up some of this tea at my local grocery store and fell in love. If you like tea (herbal, decaf, or caffeinated), Stash teas are exceptionally good. I like their Irish Breakfast and English Breakfast as well, but the Chai Green Tea is amazingly aromatic and divinely delicious.

Yum!

I’m so proud of my daughter. Amazed, too. In the last year or two she has taken a huge interest in reading, whereas before she called my favorite form of entertainment ‘boring‘. (Clearly she had never read a Craig Shaw Gardner novel.) Anyhow, she’s a voracious reader now. She follows her favorite authors, pouncing on their latest releases the moment they hit the shelf.

But that’s not the only reason I’m proud of her.

She has been writing too! And she’s good, very good. Her stories have excitement, drama, wit, humour, romance, and, well… lots of sharp pointy teeth. She writes about teenagers and vampires, of course. I hear it’s all the rage.

I can’t help but smile as I watch her open up her spiral notebook and start writing away. I can’t help but smile when she transfers her writings to a Word doc and adds images to boot! And I can’t help but chuckle when she frets over having her mother read the racy parts. I told her not to fret, that writers were supposed to be free with their imagination, that their allowed to write the most shocking of things because that’s what imagination is all about. Whatever is in there, let it out. Share. Your readers will gobble it up.

That seemed to ease her mind a bit.

On the same hand (in telling her to let it all out no matter how shocking), Stephen King immediately came to mind. Is it fair to say that he’s the exception to the rule? I mean, seriously. Have you seen/read “The Mist” by Stephen King? Gah. What a horrific ending. That man is seriously deranged.

Jumping back on track…

Even though my daughter has a tendency to stay up until after midnight reading, and she does the majority of her writing during school time, she still manages to keep her grades in the A-B range.

She’s a joy to be around _{(when she’s not cranky)}. She has a sharp wit and entertainingly acerbic humour. She’s smart, she’s clever, she’s fun, she’s sweet and sassy, strong-willed and adventurous, considerate and kind _{(when she’s not cranky)} and utterly adorable… she even cooks and does her own laundry. In short, she’s awesome.

I have the best daughter ever.

Miranda Abaecherli. Remember the name, look for her to hit the Best Seller list in the near future.

In the meantime, if I could just get her to clean her room…

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Meet me at the jukebox, find me Friday night,
touch the magic numbers, everything will be alright;
Stand side by side, hand in hand, then cheek to cheek,
we’ll dance close together, with wings on our feet.

Meet me at the jukebox, dance your way to me,
feel the magic music, set our bodies free;
On the wall at the spot, where that music plays so hot,
share the secret sequence, find out what we’ve got.

Meet me at the jukebox, our backs to the crowd,
find that magic melody, sure to play it loud;
Your head on my chest, my face in your hair,
our hearts beat together, to the rhythm in the air.

Meet me at the jukebox, we’ll rendezvous tonight,
free the magic in our souls, hear two hearts take flight;
Where heaven meets the music, we’ll sing while we fly,
with stars in our eyes, we’ll dance across the sky.

Meet me at the jukebox, we’ll dance the whole night through,
share a magic morning, just the music, me and you;
Melody and harmony, from sunset through to rise;
Meet me at the jukebox,

where the music never dies…

–Poetry by my very dear friend, Mat Larkin

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“When I use a word,” Humpty Dumpty said, in a rather scornful tone, “it means just what I choose it to mean - neither more nor less.”
–Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass, Chapter 6

“Memes don’t exist. Tell this to everybody you know.”
–anonymous

Atheism: A non-prophet organization.

When we talk to God it’s called prayer. When
God talks back it’s called schizophrenia.

Redundancy Department of Redundancy

Having a non-smoking section in a restaurant
is like having a non-peeing section in a pool.

“Deep down, I’m pretty superficial.”
– Ava Gardner

Questions:

Do employees at the Lipton company get coffee breaks?

How did man discover that cows give milk?

How do you tell when you run out of invisible ink?

How does a blind man know when he’s done wiping his butt?

If 7-11 is open 24 hrs a day, 365 days a year, why are there locks on the doors?

If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport a “terminal”?

If man has evolved from apes, why are there still apes?

What is the speed of dark?

Why do coffins need to be nailed shut?

Why is brassiere singular and panties plural?

Alternative Post Title: “Do not speak- unless it improves on silence.” –Buddhist Saying

“Become a Christian, because your god won’t let you off the hook for infidelity. That sounds suspiciously like the whole ‘Darkside and cookie’ recruitment to me.” –Bob Dorannes

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