Downtown

Did my own meme today. Answer it yourself if it speaks to you.

Name three skills that you have that make you happy.

Pain magnets, I have a real feel for where pain is in bodies, and I can find and ease it with massage. Makes me popular with cats and dogs as well as stressed cow-orkers.

I can make D laugh, even when he is down and doesn't want to. I can usually get at least most people to genuinely smile. (Never by demanding a smile.)

I have a knack for listening long enough to ask really good questions that get to the nub, the ones that raise sighs in a room of "Oh, I was really wondering about that, and couldn't ask/couldn't figure out how to ask."


Name three sources of advice that you trust.

D's observations and musical taste. He rarely gives advice, but when he does, I follow it.
Carolyn Hax at the Washington Post, I have tried to emulate her ability to get to the source of problems and not be distracted by irrelevant excuses.
M rarely gives advice either, but when she does, it's right on and useful.

Name three beliefs you once held that you no longer believe.

I once believed I would parachute and climb mountains and travel the world. Not only do I know I won't, but those experiences don't seem all that important to me.

I have believed in god, and believed there could not be a god, now, I am content to believe it is simply unknowable.

I thought for a long time that real love and happiness were romantic fantasies. Take away all the frilly surfaces, the artificial forms, and both are completely attainable.


D spent a great deal of time with my photo of Moby, turning out the above. Huzzah.