I hate multiple choice questions! They rarely include an answer that I would choose. Sites such as this one use them to encourage folks with a fear of writing to at least try to define themselves but I look at the answers and, well, it just ain't me, babe.

For example, the 'what would you do if money were no object' question. Heck, if money were no object, I would do all those things and a few more. Buy an Austin Martin and tool around America with the dogs in their doggles. Get an apartment down near the Louvre for a few weeks and live in the museums there. Fund Interfaith Charity House (the only local family shelter) every year. Buy my sister the business she has been working for for the last fifteen years. Buy my brother-in-law and his sister a hunting camp for them to operate. Mind, my sister would NEVER live there, isn't her style, but it would make him a wonderful retirement. Get my dog a flock of sheep or Highland cattle to tend (course, he's getting a little old for it, now. Still, I think he would like it.) Find out where George Seagal and Woody Allen and all those not-really-known-as-muscian types play for fun and go listen in. Give my mother a jazz funeral while she is still alive to enjoy it. Hire a houseboat at Pont du Lac for the summer and fall asleep to the cry of the loons. Take my one girlfriend to a spa in Cabo for a week of pampering, take another to NYC for a week of wandering in the garmet district shopping for fabric and take another to a poetry festival and drop her off (I like to read poetry - I just hate to hear other people read it!) Hire a gigolo and go to an adults only resort. Vanity publish my poetry.

And that $500 question - heck, after taxes it would just pay the cable, phone and electric for a month. Why tell anyone? Not worth the effort of picking up the phone and selecting names off the phonebook menu.

And the picnic food question? Alabama Fried Chicken, pasta salad and wine aren't among the choices, let alone peach pie. And whatever happened to dogs and burgers and beer?? Now, that was the picnic food of my childhood.

Nah, I need a more open-ended process. I do like the blog thing but I am lousy at keeping this kind of thing up over time. Too one sided. I like a good bru-ha-ha, an intellectual tug-and-tussle. I know my own thoughts, gotta hear someone else's now and again.

I like a world where a cat and a gerbil can be friends, where a lion gives a big hug to the lady who rescued him. I like it when tensions resolve.