Turnabout #2

There are two kinds of people in the world: people who believe there are two kinds of people in the world, and those who don't.

But more to the point... If you're reading this, you're at a computer of some kind. Which begs a new question:

Mac or PC?




Me? Mac...and nothing but.

Turnabout #1

It was the '70s. Can't remember why, but one Saturday night on All in the Family, Archie Bunker asked Mike Stivic whether he was a sock-sock-shoe-shoe person or a sock-shoe-sock-shoe person.

That seems as good a place to start as any.

So:

Which are you? Sock-sock-shoe-shoe, or sock-shoe-sock-shoe?




Me? Sock-sock-shoe-shoe. And damn proud of it.

Party startage

Dinner party. Twenty people. Pleasantries dispensed with. Yawns stifled. Then not. You bitchslap the urge to spill something accidentally-on-purpose into the lap of the person next to you. You wish someone would scream. Guffaw. Belch. Fart. Sink a carving fork into a hand.

I've been there. So have you. Now just remember.

What follows will be questions. I'll post them one at a time. They'll be the kind of questions that save dead dinner parties. I'll ask the questions at first, and I'll answer them, too -- and I hope you'll do the same (just use the comments area below each post).

I also hope you'll turn other people on to this. We'll see how they answer, too.

So pass the carving fork and let's get this party started.