Boring Post

Okay - not such an origianl post, but I thought the results were interesting. Also you should do this test - I found it very, um accurate?

www.politicalcompass.org

Your Life Path Number is 11

Your purpose in life is to inspire others Your amazing energy draws people to you, and you give them great insight in return. You hold a great amount of power over others, without even trying. You have the makings of an inventor, artist, religious leader, or prophet. In love, you are sensitive and passionate. You connect with your partner on a very deep level. You have great abilities, but you are often way too critical of yourself. You don't fit in - and instead of celebrating your differences, you dwell on them. You have high expectations of yourself. But sometimes you set them too high and don't achieve anything.

What Is Your Life Path Number?

Your Animal Personality

Your Power Animal: Eagle Animal You Were in a Past Life: Whale You are active, a challenger, and optimistic. Hard-working, you are always working towards a set goal.

The Animal Personality Test

Your Eyes Should Be Hazel

Your eyes reflect: Intellect and sensuality What's hidden behind your eyes: Subtle manipulation

What Color Should Your Eyes Be?

You Are A Lime Tree

You are intelligent, hard working, and innately successful. You try to change what you can in life - and you accept what you can't change. Tough on the outside, you are actually soft and relenting. Jealous at times, you are extremely loyal and giving to those you love. You have many talents, but you don't have enough time to use them.

What is Your Celtic Horoscope?

Picture Time

Okay, so I haven't blogged in...well, quite a while - though I'm not as bad as some *cough*Colleen *cough**cough*Melissa. I don't have anything even remotely interesting going on in my life now - no, I kid you not - the most exciting thing lately was a snow day on Thursday - oh, the joys of teaching high school.

So. I thought I'd retry to post some pictures of the new Alero, Neon, and laptop - and throw in some pet pics just for the hell of it. I'm bored - humour me. So here they are amuse yourself if you'd like.




The Cars

The Computer

The "Kids"

Car Names

Over dinner Gene mentioned that he had yet to think of a name for the new Neon. Now, I have never considered myself even remotely a "car" person, so the idea of naming cars seems foreign. However on retrospection I like the idea. We then pondered the names of the four cars we have gone through in the last two months. They are as follows:

The original Alero - navy blue, bought in college, had its own theme song written by a close friend. I determined that the first Alero was a boy - no strike that a MAN. He had balls. He got me through two feet of unplowed snow, over many curbs, through numerous trips back and forth from Chicago, and even saved Gene from even remotely being injured in a crash that ultimately took the Alero's life - the friggin' car died to save us. It's a man. Henceforth it shall posthumously be named --- Buddy --- because that's what he was, my buddy. Buddies see you through thick and thin, stand up for you, and would give everything for you -- and that's what he did. My good pal - Buddy.

The granny mobile - 1989 Topaz - off-white, with significant rust, bought for a $1 from my great-grandmother. Gene determined that the Topaz was, in a previous life, a cranky old lady. She growled, fought, but got the job done. When Gene hit the accelerator, he almost heard it saying, "Alright, alright I'm getting there. Just hold your horses, sonny!" But as with most cranky old ladies she had some, umm "feminine problems," but she had real vim and vigor. This was no wilting flower - this was a hard working pioneer granny, who had already seventeen long and cold North Iowa winters, and was well past her prime. Henceforth, the Topaz shall be named --- Frances --- because she smoked hard, lived long, and died honorably. A tough old bird - Frances.

The new Alero - fire engine red, practically new, with a spoiler - yah. I determined that the new Alero had Attitude. Not just attitude, but Attitude - with a capital A. This kind of attitude can only come from one type of person - a black woman who is unashamed of who she is and from where she comes. I'm talking three-inch, blood red acrylic talons on her upraised, pointed, and ever waving fingers. This is the kind of car that says, "Oh, no you didn't!" and then tells you to talk to the hand. She reads Oprah's book club and still wonders when Stella will get her groove back - again. Henceforth, the new Alero will be named --- Letitia --- because every once in a while you need a good reality check by a heavy-set black woman. Someone you don't want to mess with - Letitia.

and finally

The Neon - plain-ass white, with a spunky green stripe, damn good deal. Gene has only had the Neon for - oh two days - so he isn't as familiar with it yet. Still, he has determined that it's either a flamboyantly gay man, or a pathetically horny nerd - which, come to think of it, could be one and the same. When sitting behind cars at stop lights, he does tend to "lurch" forward. He is always more than willing to "get up and go" - and we don't mean to the gym. It can be somewhat temperamental, but he thinks that is just hormones - either estrogen or testosterone - not sure which yet. We'll say more once we figure out if he likes Letitia or other Neons better. Henceforth, he shall be named --- Trevor --- because he's either in love with interior decorating or his TI-85. With one foot in and one foot out of the closet - Trevor.