Some Journey

3 lbs

So I watched NCIS tonight, which I blogged about last week. I enjoyed it okay. It's not Alias, but entertaining. But while watching, I saw commercials for another show, 3 lbs. I have always had a fascination with the study and operations of the brain. I think the human brain is one of the most interesting, amazing creations God shared with us. It is such an incredible blend of physical, emotional, psychological and inexplicable elements. So my fascination with brains immediately piqued my curiosity with a show called 3 lbs, which is how much a brain weighs. It was a very interesting show. I'll have to watch a few more eps to see if it's really good, or if I'm just excited at the concept. The idea of a show all about brains is highly appealing to me, though I fear there may not be a lot of us who fall into that category. We'll see.

After watching the show, I decided to look up some of the info referred to in the show, and of course came across several of those right brain/left brain quizzes. I find it interesting that as silly as these questions seem, I have taken about 10 of them over the past couple of years, and all of them have given me exactly the same result. Must be something to it, I suppose. Here are tonight's results. The biggest difference I've ever scored was 48%/52%.

***You Are 50% Left Brained, 50% Right Brained***

The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.
Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.
If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.
Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.

The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.
Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.
If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.
Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.

Are You Right or Left Brained?
http://www.blogthings.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/

My accent

This is actually what I've been told most of my life. Up north, they say I sound southern. Down south, they say I sound northern. I just like to keep 'em guessing.

from Psalm 103

Praise the LORD, O my soul;
all my inmost being, praise his holy name.
Praise the LORD, O my soul,
and forget not all his benefits-
who forgives all your sins
and heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit
and crowns you with love and compassion,
who satisfies your desires with good things
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle's.

Headlines

We love Jay Leno's Headlines. They are among my favorite kind of humor. This one killed me. "I started out as a poor black child. . ."

The headline read, "Man discovers he is black at age 26". He is pictured holding a photo of the couple he had grown up believing were his parents.

Seriously?

Poor name choice

I discovered a new show tonight. Mark Harmon caught my eye on the screen as I flipped channels. Really, what caught my attention was, "Oh my gosh. Was that a really old Mark Harmon?" I've always been a Mark Harmon fan. . .what can I say? Stealing Home won me over. Anyway, I watched the last 15 minutes of the show, and realized it was a show I might enjoy. I flipped over to the tvguide channel to see what it was called, and realized that I have passed it over many times, confusing it with another show. The name of the show is NCIS, and every time I've glanced at it, I've dismissed it as yet another version of CSI. New York, Miami, whatever. Anyway, it just seems to me that when naming a new series, you would make an effort to distinguish it from other series. Perhaps they wanted people to confuse it and "accidentally" watch it. I don't know. But I may continue to check it out. Though I'm still enjoying Lost and Boston Legal, and have added The Nine to my television repertoire, I have yet to find anything to replace the adrenaline of Alias. (Not that Alias was very adrenaline producing during the last prego season. . .) So now it's winter, it's rainy, and I miss adrenaline, a rare commodity in my line of work. I suppose if I get desperate I can give 24 another try, but so far it just hasn't floated my boat. It's a little predictible, not multifaceted and intriguing enough for me. . .at least the season of it that I watched. Oh well. Tonight is funny night. Boston Legal. Denny Crane. Lock 'N Load.

Can't believe I'm doing this. . .

But after I teased Scott so much about his appearance in the Ho-Ho, I guess I owe it to him. he he he

So, Scott tagged me in the latest meme, "Come As You Are", in which you are to post a photo of yourself at that moment, along with a little info about the person who tagged you and why you look the way you do in that photo at that moment. So, since I can do so with the Mac :), I clicked a shot of myself while reading Scott's blog. So, setting pride aside, here goes (gulp):

Now, let's see. About Scott. Scott is a friend from church, technically one of my elders, with whom I really began to get to know via blogging, which carried over into a real-live face to face friendship. (See, blogging has positives as well as negatives). Scott and I share a lot of common interests, including those that tend to annoy other people (like our love of reptiles).

Why do I look the way I do in that photo? Well. . . apart from the obvious. . . I generally take time to catch up on reading blogs while I eat my lunch, which in this case was leftover chili. I have not showered yet, because I wait until Stephen comes home. . .you wouldn't believe what the little boys can accomplish while I'm in the shower. I don't have my contacts in yet because today is Wednesday. I have a lot of trouble wearing my contacts comfortably for more than about 10 hours, and after 6-8 they start to get a little fuzzy. Since tonight I have Bible Study, choir, and then watch Lost and the Nine, I usually wait until late in the day to put my contacts in so that I can see well for all of those evening activities.

And now for the tagging of The Four:

Mandy M.
Mandi A.
Lynn
Joanna

Nachooooo

So Joseph lost his head. His Henry the Octopus head. The other kids were dressed and waiting on the front porch to go trick or treating when Joseph discovered that he had misplaced this vital part of his costume. *read total meltdown pending* After almost 20 minutes of looking, we found it nowhere. I finally said, "Joseph, I think you are just going to have to put on the hat and go without the head." I was expecting tears, but he said, "Well, could I just go as a luchador instead?"
I'm not sure which was more surprising to me, the fact that he didn't fall apart over the missing head, or the fact that he used the word "luchador" as casually as if it were a normal part of everyone's daily vocabulary.

Some quick thinking, a raid to the "costume box" in the attic, and five minutes later, Nacho Libre emerged. He was quite the hit around the neighborhood, and I was surprised at how many people immediately recognized him. He also said, "Gracias" to everyone when he got candy instead of "thank you." He was pumped.

Lynn, if you haven't seen Nacho Libre, see it. You will enjoy it. My favorite line, to whet your appetite:
(read in fake Mexican accent) "Chacho, sometimes, when you are a man, you wear stretchy pants. . .when you are alone in your room. . .just for fun."
And of special interest to us, it was filmed in Oaxaca, where Stephen grew up and we took the older boys to visit two summers ago. It was fun to try to recognize the scenery.