The Wednesday Whine

It’s the Wednesday Whine. Yowzers.

1. What daily ritual does it seem like you’ve done too many times this week?

Turned off my alarm clock at 5 a.m.

2. What random stranger made you mad this week? Why?

The idiot who programmed the stupid lack of snooze interval on the Date Book alarm on my Palm, the results of which was that I ended up being late for my vision appointment Monday (no changes over the last 3.5 years, huzzah), and had to return on Tuesday.

3. If you could have a lifetime supply of one comfort food that’s always ready when you want/need it, what would you want to nibble on for eternity?

Mothers “Taffy” cookies. In times of great stress, I can eat an entire bag of these. Or two.

4. Scream. As loud as you can. There, now. Doesn’t that feel better?

Uh, no. I don’t want to wake up the baby, or startle the wife.

(Via Doyce)

But … wait … Doyce’s questions were different. Where did he get them from? Ah, well, here’s the Doyce’s Wednesday Whinge …

Who is/was your least favorite authority figure (i.e. teacher, manager, guidance counselor)?

Coach Whozits in 9th Grade who, when he wasn’t coaching dimwitted football players had to teach Geography, and decided to make the class an exercise in memorization. The only thing I remember (since I am not a memorization kind of person, believe it or not) is that the principle export of Portugal is cork. I hated that class, and I love maps and stuff like that, so you know he did a particularly piss-poor job.

Screw you, Coach Whozits.

What one thing do you wish people would just accept about you? (e.g. – What are you sick of justifying or explaining to everyone?)

I read at lunch. I read while walking to and from lunch.

“Yes, this is a damn good book, just like you say it must be.” “Well, I’ll tell you what I’m reading if you tell me what you were just conversing about with your friend.” “Why, yes, this is a good book, thank you for making that original observation.” “My peripheral vision is quite good, so I don’t worry too much about walking in front of a car, thank you.” “Yes, a really good book, clever of you to guess that.”

Get over it, folks.

If you could confront one person with no consequences, who would it be?

I am not a confrontational guy. So that’s a really tough one. Hrm.

No, probably not her. What would be the point?

George W. Bush. Since the only way it would be safe to do so would be if there were magically no consequences.

I just caught you daydreaming … where were you and what were you doing?

I was off at home doing something fun on my computer. Like doing stuff for my game’s web page, or for my blog. Something fun. More fun that doing budgets. Thanks for interrupting.