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(being a Socratic dialogue between the Left Brain and Right Brain of a football fan)

LEFT BRAIN: OK, there are 52 weeks in a year, which therefore implies that there are 52 weekends in a year.

RIGHT BRAIN: Gotcha.

LEFT BRAIN: Now, do we pay attention to pre-season NFL games?

RIGHT BRAIN: Nope. We read about ’em in the paper, you know, to see who’s playing well and who might make the team and that’s about it. But we don’t watch ’em or structure our weekends around them.

LEFT BRAIN: That’s right. Especially since they play preseason games on any day of the week.

RIGHT BRAIN: Yup!

LEFT BRAIN: OK, so back to the 52 weekends per year. How many weeks long is the NFL regular season?

RIGHT BRAIN: It is 17 weeks long.

LEFT BRAIN: Just so.

RIGHT BRAIN: Because every team plays 16 games and has one buy week.

LEFT BRAIN: “Bye” week.

RIGHT BRAIN: Right, that’s what I said.

LEFT BRAIN: OK. So there we have 17 weekends of NFL regular season action.

RIGHT BRAIN: Exactly.

LEFT BRAIN: And what of the playoffs?

RIGHT BRAIN: Nah, my team sucks.

LEFT BRAIN: Yes, but do you still watch the other teams play football in the playoffs?

RIGHT BRAIN: Oh, sure.

LEFT BRAIN: And how many playoff weekends are there?

RIGHT BRAIN: Three, of course. Wildcard weekend, which consists of eight teams in four games, from which four teams emerge. Those four winners go on to play the two teams from each conference that earned bye weeks, in the Divisional Round. The winners thereof, four in number, then play the next weekend in the Conference Championship Games. The two winners of those games are given trophies named for Lamarr Hunt and George Halas, respectively, and they then move onto the Super Bowl two weeks hence.

LEFT BRAIN: Ummm…you’re the Right Brain, and yet you just used the words “thereof”, “respectively”, and “hence”.

RIGHT BRAIN: Word of the Day Calendar.

LEFT BRAIN: Oh. So that’s three weekends of playoff football, plus a single weekend for the Super Bowl, two weeks later, for a total of four postseason weekends, yes?

RIGHT BRAIN: Let me see…sounds right.

LEFT BRAIN: So, with the 17 weekends of the regular season, it follows that there are 21 weekends devoted per year to football.

RIGHT BRAIN: (consults slide rule) 17 + 3 + 1 = 21. Yes. Exactly.

LEFT BRAIN: Which in turn means that there are 31 weekends per year that are not devoted to football, yes?

RIGHT BRAIN: (slide rule time again) 52 – 21 = 31. Yes!

LEFT BRAIN: And since 31 is greater than 21, it therefore follows that we spend more weekends per year not watching football than we do watching football, yes?

RIGHT BRAIN: Why, yes!

LEFT BRAIN: So, the central problem is this, then: Why the hell are we always lost in the wilderness when that inevitable first football-free weekend comes?

RIGHT BRAIN: I dunno. So what are we gonna do today? There’s no football on.

LEFT BRAIN: That’s the point! Weren’t you listening?

RIGHT BRAIN: Nah. You lost me at the whole “greater than/less than” thing.

LEFT BRAIN: Oy.

RIGHT BRAIN: And besides, you forgot the Draft in April! That’s a weekend! And that combine thing too!

LEFT BRAIN: Yes, but —

RIGHT BRAIN: Minicamps! Celebrity signings! Organized team activities! Watching games I taped from years ago, like the time our boys won the division by beating the Jets 9-6 in overtime! Playing Madden!

LEFT BRAIN: Or, we could watch a movie, or read a book, or watch the figure skating, or hockey.

RIGHT BRAIN: Watch what with the who now?

LEFT BRAIN: Sigh….

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In Tom we trust!

I thought about saving this for the Sunday Burst of Weirdness, but it’s too weird to save for a prosaic series of blog posts. Via Sarah Jane, I see that apparently we’re to believe that Tom Cruise is the Scientologist equivalent of Jesus Christ.

There are a number of jokes springing to mind, but none of them are below the level of tastelessness where I’m willing to post them here.

(Say, if some alien race were to base a religion on the blatherings contained within this blog, in the same way that the aliens in the Star Trek episode “A Piece of the Action” formed their society on the content of a book about Chicagoland gangsters of the 1920s, what would that religion/society look like? Discuss!)

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Of strings and astromech droids….

What better way to celebrate my blog’s “rebirth” onto New Blogger than by geeking out for a bit? So here’s a timely descent into some serious Star Wars geekery! A reader e-mailed me a link to this essay a couple of weeks back, and I’ve been tossing it around in my head ever since. It’s a bit of speculation into what goes on between Revenge of the Sith and A New Hope, as well as an exploration of possible character motivations in the Original Trilogy that we didn’t realize at the time. The basic conclusion drawn is that the Rebellion’s most important unsung heroes, and de facto special agents from the earliest possible point, are R2-D2 and Chewbacca. It’s a really fun essay to read, and you have to love the creativity employed in developing its thesis. So, let’s rip it apart in the best geek fashion!

First of all, there is this claim made near the outset:

As we now know, the rebel Alliance was founded by Yoda, Obi-Wan Kenobi and Bail Organa. What can readily be deduced is that their first recruit, who soon became their top field agent, was R2-D2.

Well, not really. We don’t really know that Yoda and Obi Wan were involved in the birth of the Rebel Alliance. They’re involved in that, to a small degree, but the prime player here is Bail Organa (along with Mon Mothma and, before her death, Senator Amidala). The genesis of the Rebellion is never shown in the theatrical release of Sith, but there are a number of deleted scenes from that film, available on the DVD, that show the earliest hints of rebellion.

(A side discussion could be had here on whether scenes cut from the films constitute “canon”. First of all, we’re talking about George Lucas here, and you can never rule out old scenes showing back up in future cuts of the movies. Second of all, the scenes were written and filmed by George Lucas, and in just about every case that I can think of, were eliminated for reasons of story structure or pacing concerns, and not because any of the scenes established story precedent that Lucas later decided went against what he was trying to do. So I think we can assume that events depicted in cut scenes actually happened, and we just didn’t get to see them because they made the movies slower.)

Yoda and Obi Wan’s approach to what happens after the rise of the Empire is shaped by their experiences as Jedi, and their approach is Jedi-centric. The children are taken into hiding because they represent the Galaxy’s last hope, not some rebel faction brewing in the Galactic Senate. Throughout Attack of the Clones and Sith, Obi Wan is always expressing mild disdain to outright distrust of the political body of the Republic, and given how the Senate specifically endorses the formation of the Clone Army, the outlawing and destruction of the Jedi, and the shift from democracy to Empire, I suspect that Obi Wan would just as soon not involve the Rebellion in his efforts against Palpatine and Darth Vader at all. By the time Obi Wan finally meets Luke Skywalker as a young man on Tatooine, he seems to have almost no idea at all of what’s going on out there in the Empire. He’s been waiting for a Jedi apprentice.

The same can roughly be said of Yoda. In fact, he’s even more out of touch than Obi Wan, stuck in exile on the uncharted swamp world of Dagobah. In fact, it seems that he’s become bitter and disillusioned in that time, since he initially refuses to train Luke when he arrives, and since when Luke abandons his training, Yoda basically says to Obi Wan, “I told you that kid was gonna screw this up.” Yoda tells Luke to eschew his friends in the Rebellion, and that “only a fully-trained Jedi Knight” can hope to stop Vader and the Emperor. The impression is rather strongly conveyed that Yoda doesn’t care one whit about the Rebellion; without a newly-minted Jedi to take care of the Sith, the Rebellion’s just window dressing. The Rebellion is aimed at taking down the Empire. Yoda and Obi Wan are looking to take down the Sith. That’s an important distinction.

Moving on, the article makes a number of other statements that seem to conflict with the films. In order:

Both droids know that Yoda and Obi-Wan are alive and are plotting sedition with the Senator from Alderaan. They know that Amidala survived long enough to have twins and could easily deduce where they went.

Well, is this really the case? At the end of Sith, do both droids know of the birth of the twins? I don’t remember seeing them present during the birth scene, nor do I recall them present during the discussion between Bail Organa, Yoda, and Obi Wan about what to do with them. Here’s a point where the film could have clarified things, perhaps with a simple line of dialogue such as having Yoda instruct Bail Organa to report to the Senate that Senator Amidala is dead and that her baby was lost as well. (Remember, Anakin never knew that Padme was going to have twins, and he doesn’t realize Leia is his daughter until Return of the Jedi.) But anyway, I’m not sure we can assume that the droids know about the twins, or where they have been taken.

(As an aside, I never had a problem with Obi Wan hiding Luke on Tatooine with his aunt and uncle. If Vader believes that his child was never born, why would he ever go back to the Lars Homestead? This never struck me as the obvious plot hole that many other think it is. Here too, though, a simple dialogue exchange would have cleared it up:

OBI WAN: I will take the boy to his family on Tatooine.

YODA: Is that wise?

OBI WAN: Anakin is dead and only Vader remains. He will never go back there.

But even so, I was never bothered by this.)

As Star Wars opens, R2 is rushing the Death Star plans to the Rebellion. R2, not Leia. The plans are always in R2. What Leia puts into him in the early scene is only her own holographic message to Kenobi. Leia’s own mission, as she says in the holographic message, is to pick up Obi-Wan and take him to Alderaan – or so she thinks.

This is somewhat belied by the text of Leia’s message to Obi Wan: “I have placed information vital to the survival of the Rebellion into the memory systems of this R2 unit.” She wouldn’t say that if she hadn’t put the plans there. The film’s implied course of events makes much more sense: Leia is about to be captured before she can recruit Obi Wan, and she has to get him the plans, so she puts them in R2 and sends him to find Obi Wan on his own.

Later on, the writer turns to Chewbacca and his own status as a Rebel agent from the very rise of the Empire. This is all entertaining, although here’s one item that clashes a bit in my eye:

When R2’s urgent message came through only days before, the only way for Chewie to get back to Tattoine in time was to make the “mistake” that forced Han to dump his cargo to avoid capture. As a down side, this led to Solo’s getting a death mark out on him from Jabba the Hutt. Chewie was a bit upset about the need for that but figured they weren’t going to be dealing with Tattoine for much longer.

I honestly don’t know about this. Something about it seems wrong. Maybe it’s the idea that R2 is just beaming messages all over space, to Chewie and who knows who else.

(Oddly, in the fanfic “Star Wars remix” thing I wrote years ago, I literally made my analogue of the Han Solo and Chewbacca characters agents for the Good Guys [who weren’t a Rebellion, actually, but were in a war against an evil Empire].)

Those are the only things in the article that ring highly false to me; everything else is rough speculation. Geeky retconning is always fun!

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Oooooh! Pretty!

Blogger has just now allowed me to migrate Byzantium’s Shores onto the “new and improved” version of Blogger. What does this mean for this venerable blog? I have no idea.

But I’ll have to do some playing around this weekend. I like new, shiny stuff.

UPDATE: Well, this all looks well and good. I suppose, for the purposes of this venerable blog, that this doesn’t mean much at all, except that I can now label my posts. Of course, I have over 5,400 posts at this point, so the likelihood of me labeling each one of those is, shall we say, lower than that of me suddenly rooting for the NFL team from the Greater Boston area. Still, I’ll try to get some labeling done at some point.

UPDATE II: You’ll also notice that making the switch to New Blogger has made the standard search/navigate bar appear at the top of the page. This doesn’t bother me all that much (although I hope no one “flags” this blog!), so I’ll just remove the search box from the sidebar.

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Raise a glass for Charlie Mops

Not much time for blogging tonight, so just a couple of notes:

:: Reading the paper at work this morning, I saw that Labatts is moving its USA headquarters to Buffalo. Labatts is a Canadian beer that’s really big in these parts, so having their HQ here makes some sense. For myself, I like Labatts, but I’m more of a Yuengling guy.

:: How come it’s always the Japanese who are getting close contact with rare sea beasties? First that giant squid from a few weeks back, now the frilled shark.

:: I see that James Cromwell will be on 24, playing Jack Bauer’s father. I think that there’s some kind of cosmological law about TV series and James Cromwell; something like “As the number of seasons a series lasts on television increases, the probability of a guest turn by James Cromwell approaches 1”. We can call this the “Cromwell Conjecture”.

And…well, that’s about it. Later.

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Why I am not a political blogger

Kevin Drum reports as follows:

A reliable source tells me that within minutes of John Kerry’s announcement that he won’t run for president again in 2008, the Barack Obama campaign was already trying to recruit at least one member of Kerry’s “Boston Mafia” to work for them. No surprise there, and I imagine Kerry’s entire team is going to be in high demand pretty shortly.

I never understand stuff like this, which is probably why my political blogging consists solely of sporadic attempts to iterate in nice words why I think George Bush sucks. John Kerry’s campaign was a disaster in so many ways, and yet, most of his campaign people, if not all of them, will eventually find employment with the people running for the 2008 nomination.

I’m reminded of this exchange from the West Wing episode “In the Shadow of Two Gunmen”, when Toby is drinking in a bar before a speech by Candidate Jed Bartlet:

WOMAN: You’ve been a…what did you call it?

TOBY: Professional political operative.

WOMAN: You’ve been one your whole life.

TOBY: Well, there was a while back there when I was in elementary school….

WOMAN: You any good?

TOBY: [long pause] Yes, I’m very good.

WOMAN: What’s your record?

TOBY: My record?

WOMAN: How many elections have you won?

TOBY: Altogether?

The woman nods.

TOBY: Including city council, two Congressional elections, a senate race, a Gubernatorial campaign, and a national campaign?

[beat]

TOBY: …None.

WOMAN: None of them?

TOBY: You gotta be impressed with my consistency.

I don’t get why knowing how to lose a national campaign is better than never having run one, but that’s just me.

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Sentential Links #85

OK, here we are, a couple of days late. I got my story done and submitted last night; when it predictably loses the competition, I’ll post it here.

Anyway, this week’s links. My randomly applied rule for this week is that none of these blogs are on my blogroll, and most of them are blogs I’ve never read before. I’ve picked blogs that are on my blogroll and looked at their blogrolls. (I think that makes sense.) Not one of these blogs has ever been linked here before! So here we go:

:: And this is why I think Brooklyn is such an extraordinary place right now. Take a walk from the North Slope across Grand Army, then down Eastern Parkway. Where else in the country can you go from the houses of world-famous authors and movie stars to Hasidic Jews and working-class African-Americans all in the space of about twenty blocks? And all with the lowest crime rate of any big city in the country.

:: I don’t think the world outside academia knows what offprints are any more, if they ever did. (I sure didn’t. Interesting!)

:: That said, here are some things I think you should know if you want to get a small college job: (Ah, academia! Once I thought I was headed there. And then I headed instead for the world of retail and power tools.)

:: For reasons I don’t fully understand, Damage’s new costume – that of a Mexican wrestler themed after a combination of Hourman and Atom Smasher, apparently – rocks the internationally recognized warning sign for biological hazards instead of his old go-to costume design element, the symbol for radiation.

:: If you can find a local radio station that plays new music (or, even rarer, one that fits the original mold of radio, cycling old stuff with new hits), you’re not going to find a lot of “pretty” music. It’s either rap, repetitively mind-numbing (and usually crude) hip-hop, or cookie monster vocals over banks of droning steroidal guitars.

:: As I thought over the email from my friend, it occurred to me (as I suspect she intended) that I wasn’t really a “blogger” as much as I was a “storyteller”. Blogging just provides me a vehicle to reach a bigger audience.

:: I understand as the game MVP God will get a 2007 Honda Element and an Hawaiian vacation.

:: Quick, mark your calendar! January 25 is Rabbie Burns’s birthday—-St. Andrew’s Societies all over the world will be celebrating. (Heavens, that’s tomorrow! One of the gapingest of holes in my personal library is my lack of a collection of Robert Burns poetry and song. Maybe I’ll make that one of my first purchases at the new Borders when it opens…or maybe I’ll just grab one at the old Borders, seeing as how I’m not picky about such stuff.)

:: Friends of Jane Yolen (another wildly prolific writer) used to speculate that Jane had a magic watch capable of stopping time, putting everyone else in suspended animation while she obtained a few extra hours for herself each day.

:: Kev tagged me with the “5 things you don’t know about me” meme last week. I considered doing an “Amazing…But False!” selection (as the set of things that people don’t know about me encompasses more than just true facts), but I eventually decided on a David Cronenberg body horror version. (GAHHH!)

All for now. Man, is there an embarrassment of riches out there in Blogistan. I need to travel more!

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Crushing disappointment

John Kerry will not run for President in 2008.

Well, that is a load off the brain. I voted for him in 2004, of course, since there are few people I can think of who would not be a better President than George W. Bush (but hey, don’t count the Republicans out; they’ll probably find one of those people and nominate them in ’08), but even as Kerry won the nomination and went out on the campaign trail, I continually found myself thinking, “This was the best we could come up with?!”

(And since I’m on politics for a moment, I did not watch the State of the Union, except for the very beginning when they introduced the President. I’ve always loved that moment with the Sergeant at Arms, and last night was particularly moving for hearing the words Madam Speaker. Maybe soon we’ll be talking about Madam President! But as for Bush’s speech, no go for me. I just have no stomach whatsoever for the man any longer.)

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A quiz!

Progress is going nicely on the short story I’m writing for the News — it’ll be done well in time for the deadline of 11:59 pm tonight — so I figured I had time to take a break and do a blog quiz. John usually gets these from me, but today I got this from him:

1) Do you have a crush on somebody?

No. Absolutely not. Uh-uh. Except for Sela Ward. And Jewel Staite on Firefly. And Gillian Anderson. Ummm…oh, and The Wife. Yup. (God, I hope she doesn’t read this.)

2) Do you hate more than 3 people?

I don’t like hate. So no. (When I say that I hate Tom Brady, that’s a figure of speech. The only ill I wish on the guy is for him to go 0-16 every season for the rest of his NFL career.)

3) How many houses have you lived in?

Hmmmm. The Wife and I have only lived in apartments (four thus far). With the Parents, there were — I think — nine. (We moved a lot.)

4) Favorite candy bar?

The Boyer’s Peanut Butter Smoothie. Great stuff. (John’s answer, Baby Ruth, is another favorite. I love those.)

(There’s no question 5! Anybody want to suggest a Question 5?)

6) Have you ever tripped someone?

Yeah, in grade school. Kids are jerks, and I was no exception.

7) Least favorite school subject?

In general, I couldn’t work up any interest in economics.

8) How many pairs of shoes do you own?

Four: boots I wear at The Store, hiking boots for everyday stuff, two pairs of sport sandals. I need to get some sneakers, and I want some new Birkenstocks.

9)Do you own a Britney Spears CD?

GAHHH! It burns! It burns!

10) Have you ever thrown up in public?

Yes, but not due to drinking. No idea what it was, but when I was ten I threw up in the WaldenBooks at the Eastern Hills Mall. It just came out with utterly no warning, which really sucked because that store is just a couple of stores away from a Sears and its bathroom where I certainly would have gone. I’ve never wanted to die more than I did at that moment.

11) Name one thing that is always on your mind:

Little Quinn.

12) Favorite genre of music?

Classical. (I could also name film music and Celtic music.)

13) What’s your sign?

Libra.

14) What time were you born?

I used to know, but I no longer remember precisely. It was sometime between 10:00 and midnight, though.

15) Do you like beer?

Yes. Haven’t had one in a long time. Now I want one.

16) Have you ever made a prank phone call?

Yes, in college. Nothing dirty; just waking people up in the middle of the night.

18) Are you sarcastic?

In person, yes. Online, probably.

19) What are your favorite colors?

Purple, red, green, and blue. (Truthfully, it’s easier to note that my least favorite colors are orange and brown, and I don’t even hate those.)

20) How many watches do you own?

Three, but only one is a daily-use watch. The other two need batteries.

21) Summer or winter?

Winter.

22) Is anyone in love with you?

Goodness, I hope so!

23) Favorite color to wear?

See #19 above. I like to wear lots of colors. (At work it’s all black, all the time, except in summer when, well, it’s not.)

24) Pepsi or Sprite?

Pepsi. With rum in it.

25) What color is your cell phone?

I don’t own one.

26) Where is your second home?

I have a summer penthouse atop one of the tallest buildings on Coruscant, and a winter place in The Shire.

27) Have you ever slapped someone?

No.

28) Have you ever had a cavity?

Yes.

29) How many lamps are in your bedroom?

Two: one small lamp on each bedstand.

30) How many video games do you own?

Currently, none. The Daughter has a few kid games for the computer. Were I to introduce video games to the home, well, let’s just say things would get ugly, very quickly.

31) What was your first pet?

We always had multiple cats, from the day I was born. The first cat that was nominally “mine” was a longhair named Barfy. She died of feline diabetes in 1986 or 1987.

32) Ever had braces?

No. Occasionally the dentist would suggest them, but my mother always said that nobody ever died from a slight overbite.

33) Do looks matter?

Regrettably, yes. They shouldn’t, but they do. Because we’re stupid.

34) Do you use chapstick?

Never got the hang of them, but I got a set as part of a larger sushi set for Christmas, so I plan to practice!

…

Oh, chapstick! I thought it said chopsticks. Oops. Not Chapstick, but a lip balm made my Burt’s Bees. Great stuff.

35) Name 3 teachers from high school:

Mrs. Fonner (tenth grade geometry; pure evil and an outstanding teacher); Mrs. Finn (the less said about her the better — save that she was the Blofeld to my James Bond); Mr. Engel (eleventh grade American history — good guy, interesting lecturer).

36) American Eagle or Abercrombie?

Neither. I used to like AE years ago before it went all pseudo-Gap (and stopped carrying stuff my size), and I’ve never once set foot in an Abercrombie.

37) Are you too forgiving?

I have no idea. I’ll hold grudges for long periods of time, but then give them up with amazing ease.

38) How many children do you want?

I’m not answering this, as this is not a topic that has treated me or my family well.

39) Do you own something from Hot Topic?

I don’t even know what Hot Topic is.

40) Favorite breakfast meal:

Just one? I adore waffles and pancakes, drenched with syrup, and sausage or bacon on the side. In fact, we often have that for dinner. I love egg dishes — omelets and quiches and frittatas and all that. And I love a plain bagel with cream cheese.

No, I can’t name just one. Sorry.

41) Do you own a gun?

No. Guns scare the crap out of me. I have no problem with their legal sale and ownership and all that jazz, but I have absolutely no desire to own one.

42) Ever thought you were in love?

Remember my answer from my yearly wrap-ups: I fall in love on a daily basis. Love is by far the most useful emotion we have; it’s a shame people don’t indulge it more.

43) When was the last time you cried?

I blubber at movies with amazing ease, so it was probably during The Sound of Music on New Year’s Night.

44) What did you do 3 nights ago?

Obligatory Casablanca quote: That’s so long ago I don’t remember.

But seriously, I was at home with The Daughter. We made dinner, listened to Thistle and Shamrock on the radio, did bedtime, stuff like that.

45) Olive Garden?

What about it? I like it, although we haven’t eaten there in a number of years.

46) Have you ever called your teacher mommy?

What? I probably did, I guess. That literally is so long ago I don’t remember!

47) Have you ever been in a castle?

Casa Loma in Toronto.

48) Nicknames?

None that I know of.

49) Do you know anyone named Bertha?

No.

50) Ever been to Kentucky?

No. (This probably explains my life’s lack of Berthas.)

51) Do you own something from Banana Republic?

Nope. I’m more of a Target kind of guy now, sometimes JCPenney if I get a good deal.

52) Are you thinking about somebody right now?

I’m always thinking of somebody. Jerk owes me money, and….

53) Ever called somebody Boo?

Huh?! This is one weird quiz.

54) Do you smoke?

No. Nasty habit, completely gross, and I feel no sympathy for the aggrieved smokers in today’s society, either. Sorry, any smokers in my readership I’ve offended, but if you want to do it in your own cars, your own homes, or outside, that’s fine.

55) Do you own a diamond ring?

No. The diamond cartels can bite me.

56) Are you happy with your life right now?

I don’t know. Part of it, yes, absolutely. Parts of it, though, make me want to go back to Albuquerque and take that left turn that Bugs always missed.

57) Do you dye your hair?

No.

58) Does anyone have a crush on you?

Wow, I hope so!

59) Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

This is Buffalo. Tim Hortons. (Truth be told, though, I’m not a big fan of their coffee.)

60) What were you doing in May of 1994?

Starting work at Pizza Hut.

62) McDonald’s or Wendy’s?

Wendy’s.

63) Do you like yourself?

Yup! I’m good enough, I’m smart enough, and doggone it, people like me.

64) Are you closer to your mother or father?

Neither. Equally close to each, I think. They’ve been married 45 years.

65) Favorite physical feature of the preferred sex?

Breasts, really. And eyes. And hair. Long, luxuriant hair that I can lose myself in for days, and…oh, sorry about that. I’m back now.

66) Are you afraid of the dark?

No.

67) Have you ever eaten paste?

Well, I probably tasted glue at some point or other. I never sat around eating the stuff, though.

68) Do you own a webcam?

No.

69) Have you ever stripped?

Were I to do so, it would be immediately followed by a terrible rash of self-inflicted eye injuries by those unfortunate enough to behold it. So no.

70) Ever broke a bone?

Kid pushed me off my bike in seventh grade; I broke my collarbone. No idea whatever became of that kid. I heard once that he was in jail.

71) Are you religious?

I could spend days trying to answer that question, and get absolutely nowhere. I don’t know if I am, or if I want to be, or if I’m trying to be, or what. I guess I’m like the poster on Agent Mulder’s wall: “I want to believe.” (Problem is, I don’t know what.)

72) Do you chat on AIM often?

No. I used to chat with Mr. Jones a lot, when I was unemployed and thus home during the day, but not so much anymore. Don’t know why.

73) Pringles or Lays?

Zapp’s. (Trust me, folks. I prefer Lays to Pringles, but Zapp’s makes both taste like rice cakes.)

74) Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

I don’t know. I only broke up with one girl in my life before I started dating The Eventual Wife, and I don’t know if we were going out long enough at the time for it to be a heartbreak for her. It was the right thing to do — I was damaged goods at the time — but I felt horrible doing it, like I’d led her on. I suppose I had.

75) Rugrats or Doug?

Never watched either, so no answer.

76) Full House or The Brady Bunch?

Brady Bunch. I loved the sheer goofiness of it, while I loathed Full House. I hated those twins, and I’ve never liked Bob Saget, either. (I don’t like Saget on 1 vs 100, and I’m not even wild about his voice-overs on How I Met Your Mother, a show which is otherwise highly entertaining.)

77) Do you like your high school guidance counselor?

Don’t remember him all that well, but he seemed OK at the time.

78) Has anyone ever called you fat?

Now, this is funny: I got called fat all the time as a kid, until ninth grade or so when that suddenly all stopped. Then I was never called fat again until just this past year, when two people did it online, one on a blog and one in an anonymous comment here. Weird.

You know what? When I see all the beautiful women who are now married to fat guys — myself included — I think that my mission in life should be to go around to every fat kid on the planet and say, “Don’t worry, kid. Just wait ten years, because eventually the women won’t care about that.”

79) Do you have a birth mark?

No. But I do have something on my back that looks like a map to the mines of King Solomon. Wonder what that’s all about….

80) Do you own a car?

A 1994 Plymouth Acclaim. White. Burgundy interior. In layman’s terms, a “Grannymobile”.

81) Can you cook?

Heh! Oh yes, I can cook. It’s the main weapon in my arsenal for the wooing of women. That, and fear. My two chief weapons are cooking and fear. And surprise. My three main weapons….(Monty Python joke there, obviously.)

84) Money or love?

Duh! With money, I’ll buy love! Haaa!

OK, love.

85) Do you have any scars?

One on my chin, from when I had stitches in second grade (fell off my bike, onto my chin). It’s currently not visible, due to the beard.

86) What do you want more than anything right now?

I genuinely don’t know! World peace? A large pizza with Italian sausage and onions? A tricked-out laptop? A house of our own, on two acres of land? A pint of Coffee Haagen-Dasz? A set of high-quality power tools, along with a one-year course in carpentry? A coconut cream pie? Guy Gavriel Kay’s new book (already available to Our Evil Canadian Cousins)? One of my stories to be published? A bigger TV? A great offseason for the Bills, leading to a Super Bowl title? Kevin McClatchy to sell the Pittsburgh Pirates to Mark Cuban?

I don’t know.

87) Do you enjoy scary movies?

Depends. I hate splattery-gore type movies, but I love creepy atmosphere.

88) Relationships or one night stands?

Relationships. I never had a one-night stand even when I was single.

90) Do you enjoy greasy food?

I live in Buffalo. Take a wild guess!

91) Have you seen all the Rocky movies?

No. I never saw the fifth one, or the current one.

92) Do you own a box of crayons?

My home is ruled by a seven year old. We swim in Crayons. I brush my teeth with Crayons.

93) Who was the last person that said they loved you?

The Wife.

94) Who was the last person that made you cry?

A guy at work. (It was crying laughing.)

95) Who was the last person that made you laugh?

The Daughter, who comes up with some of the whackiest stuff.

97) Who was the last person that called you?

The Wife. She calls from work every night.

And that’s the quiz — except for the mysterious missing Questions Numbers 5, 17, 61, 82, 83, and 96! Anybody want to suggest some substitute questions for those ones?

UPDATE 1-24-07: In comments, Bella proposes a few substitute questions for the missing ones. Her questions are too good to lose in the shuffle of this quiz, so I’m going to sit on those for a while. I hope you don’t mind, Bella!

Also, John says that the missing questions are his fault! Well, that seems like a prosaic answer to a potentially interesting riddle — but anyway, I followed the backward progression of links to where he got it, Lefty Brown’s Corner. Here I find the missing Questions 82 and 83, but not 5, 17, or 61! The mystery deepens: who would eviscerate a blog-quiz, and why? This is a case for Inspector Google!

Before we go searching, let’s get 82 and 83 out of the way:

82) 5 things that annoy you:

People who use the completely wrong tool for a task (i.e., using Tapcon masonry screws to hang things on drywall, or who use a chisel to open a paint can); the fact that my work boots and my everyday hiking boots look alike in the dark, so every so often I wear the hiking boots to work (and they’re just not suited to eight hours on my feet); “pies” made of shaving cream (right, Bella?); going to restaurants in other locales, ordering “Buffalo Wings”, and getting served breaded wings with the tips still attached; the freezer in my apartment which is too small.

83) Do you text message often?

I don’t own a phone, and even if I did, I can’t see myself text-messaging. I can’t see myself taking the time to learn the keystrokes.

OK. So now I’m googling about, looking for 5, 17, and 61. Well, here’s an apparent version of the same quiz, and I see that 61 is, well, kind of a dumb question:

61) Have you ever caught a guy/girl checking out your butt?

Answer: No.

I’m not feeling good about the prospects for 5 and 17, folks.

Ahhh, here’s a question 17, from here. Not too bad:

17) What is the most embarassing CD you own?

I can’t say as I’m terribly embarrassed by any of my CDs. Boy George’s Greatest Hits, maybe? But not even that. He may be a colossally strange guy, but I always liked his singing voice, and “Karma Khameleon” is just a fun pop song.

So what about Question 5, then? It looks like various people have changed things around as this quiz has moved through Blogistan — here, question 78 asks if I’ve ever been called a “tease”, not “fat”. Also, going back a ways, it seems that this started in LiveJournalopia, that weird corner of Blogistan where the men all marry their cousins or something. So I suspect that the search for Question 5 may be fruitless — it could be any such question, really.

However, this version of the quiz has a different Question 17 (and no Question 16!), which seems to follow nicely off Question 4 of the version I did (“Favorite candy bar”), so I’m just going to designate that as Question 5 for my version of the quiz and call it good:

5) Favorite non-chocolate candy?

Skittles. Those things are like crack to me.

And there we have it.

(I gotta get out more….)

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