we begin the prompts catch up with unconscious mutterings, where we play pop psychology games for our edification and amusement...

Week 129 I say ... and you think ... ? Believing:: love Invasion:: body Boys:: girls Island:: water Repeatedly:: redundant Normal:: boring Hex:: magic Tuxedo:: penguin Virgin:: sex Cereal:: milk

Week 128 I say ... and you think ... ? Tolerate:: patience Release:: freedom My soul:: energy Sax;:: aphone HP:: Harry Potter Worth:: value Rockstar:: fantasy Terrify:: scary Knock me off my feet:: love Taunt:: tease

and we move on to Friday Feasts, just because it's Wednesday, or something like that...

Feast Fifty-Five
Friday, July 15, 2005

Appetizer
What is your middle name? Would you change any of your names if you could? If so, what would you like to be called?

Harry... Brian... Y.... Ric... actually I have several middles names and several last names, but the history of my nomenclature is a very long story I lost in the tragic trusting of others with my writings and computers, which is another long story... someday I might tell it again if I'm bored enough, or wanna be...

as for changing names, I did... several times... it's part of the stories mentioned above for someday... protecting the innocent, you know...

cotton, colors that do not run in the wash, and comfortable styles... depending on mood... clothing is one of the human addictions I do not understand, like smoking, drinking, and others a lot more more self-destructive... I prefer to be naked...

cleaning (dishes, especially)... because it's often unecessary if only some organization and healthy habits were used in the task that made the mess...

losing someone or something I love and choose to depend upon... I have a history of abandonment and betrayal and you'd think, after dozens of times, I might be used to it by now (or numb to it), but it still hurts as much as ever... each and every one...

the laptop, the CD player, the crotch fan...

Chevy Cavalier... not sure, I'd have to visit a car lot and let my impulses choose...

25... but I wouldn't tell you my phone number, would I?...

I was last outside... yesterday... I was coming home from food shopping after work...

Micheal's used to be my favorite restaurant, but it closed this year after 18 years of wonderful food... Eggplant parmesean and baked clams were my favorite orders there... but everything was good... now... maybe Macaroni Grill or Jade Garden or Anapolitaly... I create my own pasta at Macaroni Grill... some seafood medley is a favorite at Jade Garden... and Anapolitaly is new, but rapidly moving up to a favorite place to get delivery from (I have not been there yet)... as for ambiance, nothing down here compares to New York restaurants, but The Cheesecake Factory is cool... funny you should was about restaurants (link to follow)...

chocolate... Code Red... more chocolate... wait, everything is an indulgence, isn't it?... ice cream... does an indulgence have to be something bad for you?... is this limited to food?... I indulge in being lazy... in masturbatory fantasies... in people watching (with and without masturbatory fantasies)... in television and movie marathons... in reading... in love... in life... in everything...

not easy to say because I do not know people well enough to truly have a real feel for their intelligence... and how to differentiate between creativity and talent and intelligence?... and alive or dead?... known personally or known by public image and reported actions?... currently living: Jeaneane Garofalo?... Stephen Hawkings?... Stephen Spielberg?... you, dear readers... supposedly dead: Carl Sagan... Albert Einstein... Dr. Suess... Harry Chapin...

artichokes...

my street

don't remember... should I be surprised at that?...

clean up before the stuff hardens...

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