3 Things Meme, Spinnerina Style

This made me giggle today, so worth the repost ...

I've seen this thingy here and there, and thought it might be fun to play. It just needed a new spin on it, so I made up new categories.


3 Things I Often Say Aloud

• Time to sample for Quality!
• Hey, lover.
• What's goin' on?

3 Things I Say Inside My Head

• Shut up you stupid, stupid cow.
• I could kill you with my bare hands.
• Nice fupa.

3 Things I Really Should Throw Out

• A dress I fit into in 1995 that I hope to fit into again one day. Then I'll throw it out.
• The half and half ... it's making some sort of strange grainy things in my coffee.
• My entire collection of jeans, and start over.

3 Ways I Hope I Don't Die

• Eaten by cougar or bear
• Fire / house invasion (tie)
• Drowning / sharks (tie)

3 Flavors I Can't Stand

• Caraway seeds
• Black licorice
• Chalky liquid medicines, a la Pepto

3 Yoga Positions I Can Get Into



3 Positions I Can't Get Into




3 Articles of Clothing That I Won't Wear

• Mock turtleneck
• Corduroy pants
• Spike Heels

3 Ways I Think I Make the World a Better Place

• I make people laugh
• I am kind to people who are flustered in the grocery store line
• I sing

An original piece of work!

Well, I might have seen my secret crush do this on her blog ... ahem ... so? I'm busy, dammit!!!

1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME:

(first pet & current car)
Dr. Shitheap

2.YOUR GANGSTA NAME:

(fave ice cream flavor, favorite cookie)
Mint Oreo Oreo (Yeah baby! like Snoop Doggy Dogg! Like this and like that and like this and like that and like this and like that and a HUH!)

3. YOUR “FLY Girl” NAME:

(first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name)
S Gir (hmm, this one kinda sux)

4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME:

(favorite color, favorite animal)
Green Owl (Hoo!)

5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME:

(middle name, city where you were born)
Ning Ridgewood (Do I get to be a surrogate mom in this soap opera?)

6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME:

(the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first)
Girsp (I think that was a sound that Jabba the Hutt made when he ate that frog-thing)

7. SUPERHERO NAME:

(”The” + 2nd favorite color, favorite drink)
The Lilac Java

8. NASCAR NAME:

(the first names of your grandfathers)
We don't do Nascar.

9. STRIPPER NAME:

(the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy)
Lolita After Eight (YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

10.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME:

(mother’s & father’s middle names )
I'm not playing.

11. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME:

(Your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter)
McKee Minneapolis (Is that near Eden Prairie?)

12. SPY NAME:

(your favorite season/holiday, flower)
Autumn Lilac

13. CARTOON NAME:

(favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now + "ie" or "y")
Nectarine Pajamy Panty (this one went straight to video)

14. HIPPY NAME:

(What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree)
Smoothie Birch

15. YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME:

(”The” + Your fave hobby/craft, fave weather element + “Tour”)
The Singing Wind Tour

Sin and Redemption: A Finders-Keepers Story

This image belongs to Howard Finster.

I was returning my shopping cart to the piled-up wreck at the "Convenient Cart Return" when I suddenly spied a 12-pack of Coke on the bottom half of someone's abandoned cart. I instantly snatched it up and put it in the back of my car along with my other groceries. Score! my mind shouted, then curled furtively into a corner to bask in its contempt. Thief, it whispered. But I didn't listen, I had free soda!

As I drove away I spied a man returning to the cart area. He scanned the carts, then threw his hands skyward in exasperation.

I left and went to the drugstore, batting at the little buzzing voice inside my head.

Five minutes later, I returned to the grocery store with the 12-pack, and brought it to customer service. I said, "Somebody left this in the bottom of their cart in the parking lot." The clerk thanked me and gave me the Ahhh, you are a Good Samaritan. A lesser being would have kept it smile of benevolence. I accepted her thanks with the shame of the undeserving.

I don't know if the man would ever have checked back with the store, and discovered that the would-be thief had actually returned his soda. Discovered that he was wrong about me.

Right about me.

I know that I would have kept it, had I not seen the damage I caused firsthand. His tired, of course it was stolen face. His hands, yelling silently at Heaven.

I would have consumed each and every ounce of that Blood Soda. And with each can I drank, I would have tasted the bitterness of my own sin. Am I truly redeemed if I only returned it out of guilt, the crime already committed? I think not. I am still a lesser being, and I don't even have the bubbly sweetness of an icy cold Coca Cola as salve for the wound of this knowing.