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Oh Emm Gee. At first, I had you all figured out: Then you said this: You got me; I'm not easily surprised. I too, however, would describe my style as:

Holy shit. I agree.

I'd give it a go first. Only if all else failed... You're insane. Or they (i.e. previous idiots) were intimidated.

Phil. I don't know why, but I've never laughed so hard as when we were at dog park and everyone was calling their dogs to go home: "Deuce", "Chloe", "Tarzan"... And then you hear this guy yell "Phil!" I think you had to be there. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Absolutely. My father required me change one several times before he'd let me drive. In fact, he made a game of it and I had to do it within a certain time limit, too. That's my father. He made me drive the tractor-mower around a coned obstacle course several times under a certain time limit, too, before he "let me" mow the lawn. I love my daddy.

Except you said "woo doggy". That makes you 85. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I didn't realize we were supposed to add the "act". I probably act 38, too. I'm also early to bed (8:30 p.m.'ish) and early to rise (4:30 to 5 a.m.'ish). However, I'm not terrified of responsibility. In fact, I'm always diving head-first deeper into it. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Krisanne, I always had you pegged for my age--28!!! I look 28 or younger. I feel 38 or older. I'm hoping my 30s are as great as every amazing looking & feeling 30-something says they are. Having said all that, I really love getting older (so far).

I mean I always see Texas excluded, but that's self-explanatory. This is the first I've read about FL. (I always read the rules before entering any sort of sweepstakes, giveaway or contest.) What a bummer! Edit: Yea, I think that's pretty fucked up I can't win all thirteen days of Ellen's 12 Days of Giveaways. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Specifically, why some national companies, businesses, programs and/or organizations have exceptions for residents of a specific or a couple specific states. I wanted to enter to win Ellen's 12 Days of Giveaways and it seems all Florida residents are eligible for is $1k. I don't get it. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Yup! My phone always works when others fail. Also, a few years ago several family members passed within the same few weeks. I went $300 over my minutes. I paid the bill--not wanting to be late and get canceled. I later called, explained, and received a credit--essentially giving me the next six months free. I've been with them 10 years now.

Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family, too!

Q: Why are those little red and white poles often displayed outside of barber shops? A: In medieval times, barbers also--among other bloody procedures--performed surgery. The poles symbolized the bloodstained bandages used during bloodletting. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Happy birthday, Krisanne!

How cool!

That IS weird. Me--creative, math-head. I'm the anomaly English/Math person. Not-so-much science-whiz, though I work hard to understand it. I SO agree about having the quintessential novel to "curl up with".

Amen! And I love trees. I don't know why, but it almost has to be that way for me. Also, I love how people used to hand you a book they just read and loved and thought you might enjoy it as much. I still do that--most recently in an airplane. I had (chose) a window seat on a cross-country flight--that's at least two times for the isle-seater to let me out. We both read a book the entire flight. She had a sandwich in her bag that smelled awful. I finished my book on landing. We hadn't talked too much, but I asked her if she liked the author to which she most definitely did. So, I gave it to her. I miss when people would give me a book they'd just finished. It used to be the only way I'd read a book. If someone I liked handed me a book, I'd read it. Left to my own devices, I never was much good to myself. BTW, I don't save books. I don't read them twice. I can remember entire paragraphs from a book I read once in 5th grade. I'm just not the type to hold onto such things. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I agree. It's unfortuntate though, because if the goal is to relate (express) to others who might not agree with you, the whole "proud to be" thing really gets in the way. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

(I haven't read the rest of this thread yet.) I was thinking about this the other day--almost posted a new thread titled "Pride & Prejudice" but decided not to as it's not a new concept and seems rather obvious. What I was thinking was more along the lines of Prop 8 (and the others) passing. I heard a clip of someone in opposition to its passing stating they are "proud to be gay". Despite the fact I have zero issues with gays or "being gay" that statement rubbed me the wrong way. I don't get the whole "proud to be" anything one was born being. I would never say I'm "proud to be" white or female. I like being female. I think I would like being male just as much. I enjoy men. But, I'm certain I've never said I'm "proud to be" heterosexual. It just makes any and all other points moot to me when someone is speaking for any sort of gay, minority, womens' etc. rights and states they're proud. I swallow my pride every day. Take pride in your work, not who you are. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I was thinking about this today. Despite all I know and understand from the "world of science", I still believe in God. I often query myself about my belief. I wasn't raised to be either religious or non. It simply was never discussed. On one hand it goes back to happenings in childhood in which I prayed and thought and hoped with all my might. I could easily argue such childhood reasons for belief are dismissible because we're not so analytical and still so innocent. Still, I believe in God. I think for me--it's hard to say--it's life's coincidences. Not the common, little things so much, but the big--too right, too perfect, too... Again, from a logical perspective I could argue why so many coincidences aren't really coincidences at all. But...this morning a blue heron crashed into our backyard near my office window. I looked out in time to watch him rise to his feet. I ran to our double-glass doors leading to our back porch and there he was... Long story short, two hours later I was at our nearest bird-emergency rescue & sanctuary. It's not the first time I've been there, but this time the woman who runs it was in bad shape. For me (and I can argue it's simply because I'm more aware and sensitive to animals and yadda, yadda yadda) it's just things happen every once in a while--just often enough--that feel so much like there's a greater force at work. No matter how much or little He has to do with it all I just believe & feel in my heart that He's there tapping his metaphorical wand every so often. I don't mind if that makes me silly, "intellectually lazy" or even "stupid". It makes me smile.

Is there a link you can provide presenting evidence wild horses are overpopulated? You know like other than the BLM saying they are. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Yes, one's personal beliefs affect my likelihood to vote for them. To what extent is the real question. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

You nailed it!

Only a couple. I had a couple so-called "flying" dreams when I was younger as well. I'm a dreamer in the literal sense. Bill always asks me how the hell I remember my dreams in such detail and how it is I seem to have such a memorable dream so often. Short answer: No idea. Longer answer: During the day my brain never stops. My doctor can't believe I sleep like rock. I fall right asleep. And I dream almost every night. And it's always really weird, nonsensical, not-so-often-anything-whatsoever-familiar stuff. I maybe had two skydiving dreams early on when I jumped every weekend. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Nope. Started scuba-diving in my early teens. I've always maintained if I had to choose... Thank goodness I do not. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.