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My American Accent
My beloved Grandma, buried outside of Bluffton, Indiana, would love this!
| What American accent do you have?
Your Result: The Midland
“You have a Midland accent” is just another way of saying “you don't have an accent.” You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio. |
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| The Inland North |
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Things I Didn't Know About Performers Until I Saw Them in Concert
OK, some of these are ridiculous, but they're all true! I didn't know:
Mick Jagger is sexy (oooohhh yeah).
David Bowie has one blue, one green eye (it was on the poster).
Phil Collins: Great with Genesis.
Phil Collins: Worst, least-original solo performer on the planet.
Alanis Morissette is pretty.
The Gin Blossoms bassist is a great flirt (ahem).
Eric Clapton has no charisma.
Steven Wright lives in Boston.
Chuck Berry is black (in my defense, I was seven years old at the time).
No Doubt fans top out at eighth grade (sorry, Alex).
Stewart Copeland (The Police, Oysterhead) went to high school in Berkeley.
Once you've had the quintessential Jerry Garcia experience, you don't need to spend any more money to see him (good thing, too).
And…
The Greek Theater is the best place to see live music. Period.
Some things never change…
Senior year of high school I took a Jungian personality test to determine my, uh, personality. I was an ENFP. Just took one today, nearly 16 years later. Rating? ENFP. Though considerably less “E” than before, when I was 100%. See for yourself:
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ENFP – “Journalist”. Uncanny sense of the motivations of others. Life is an exciting drama. 8.1% of total population.
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Ride the Zebra!
Baby enjoying his new toy from his favorite Nana.
Apple cider, please
Yes I would like some apple cider, Christie. Please? Pretty please? Look at how cute I am!
Eating his cake
Daddy feeds baby cake. More landed on the floor than in his mouth. Baby's first fork, too!
Baby Present Mayhem
Alexander and his two baby guests at his b'day party, having fun with his new piano.
Baby's First Birthday
My kid had a birthday yesterday. I've kept him alive for a year. This feat was preceded by activities similar to dating one's way up the food chain. First, I kept a pointsettia alive for a year. Then a fish. Then a cat, who stuck around for like four years until Alex got a cat of his own and my cat took off. And now my son. Crazy. But great. There were ten grown-ups and three babies at his party and we all had a blast. My home-canned mango salsa was a hit.
Click on each picture to see it full-sized and with clever exposition.
Oh, and please note that the next post, “Effing kittens,” is kind of a bummer and should probably be skipped altogether.
That is all… until MY birthday, three days from now. Turkey and cake on the same day. Whoo!
Aftermath
All three babies started melting down at the same time. I've never seen guests leave one of my parties so quickly. Whoosh!