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I started rebuilding our stairs this afternoon which involved construction adhesive and some very dirty places that probably haven’t been open since the house was built in the 1880′s.  Construction adhesive is really tenacious.  I’ve washed and I’ve washed but they just won’t come clean.

28. You’re given a random day off of work, what do you do with your free day? 

-C. breaks this out whenever I forget which day of the week it is, because I don’t take time off unless I’m too sick to work. It’s something Maggie Smith said in an episode of Downton Abbey.

If given a free day, I’d likely go to the movies.

25. What’s your go-to pizza order? Do you have a favorite pizza place? 

I can’t eat store-bought pizza, though I’ve been known to pick the toppings off and eat them on occasion.  Commercially made wheat-free crusts are pretty awful. I make my own from corn flour. 

-I got non-dairy whipped topping in my beard earlier. I’m glad I noticed it before I left the house.

-Some of you will remember that I have a serious love of Coen Brothers films. I watched the Ballad of Buster Scruggs twice this week, and it’s come *this close* to knocking No Country for Old Men from first place in my affections.

November Blog A Day 18: 
18. Do you drive? What’s your primary mode of transportation? Do you enjoy driving?

I’m a driver (I’m a winner things are gonna change I can feel it)  (artist: Beck, single: Loser,  album: Mellow Gold, 1994)

I drive C. to and from work every day, which is about a 30 minute trip.  I’ve never owned a new car, and distrust the idea of leasing. I drive ‘em ‘til the wheels come off. (Literally, in one case).

I support the idea of good public transit, but driving is my primary means of getting around. I like a manual transmission, because it feels I’m more a part of the experience. I enjoy long road trips.

There are some cars that I’m too big for. Too tall, especially. I once drove a rental Hyundai which necessitated craning my head forward and around the steering wheel to see stoplights.

November Blog A Day 13. What’s your Myers Briggs personality? Do you feel it’s accurate?

   INTJ Personality (“The Architect”)

                       

It’s lonely at the top, and being one of the
rarest and most strategically capable personality types, INTJs know this
all too well. INTJs form just two percent of the population, and women
of this personality type are especially rare, forming just 0.8% of the
population – it is often a challenge for them to find like-minded
individuals who are able to keep up with their relentless
intellectualism and chess-like maneuvering. People with the INTJ
personality type are imaginative yet decisive, ambitious yet private,
amazingly curious, but they do not squander their energy.

I’ve taken the test twice with several years between tries, and both times I’ve come up with Architect. In my case it’s very accurate.  If anyone really wanted to understand me, it would be hard to beat this introductory page: https://www.16personalities.com/intj-personality

“For example, INTJs are simultaneously the most starry-eyed idealists and
the bitterest of cynics, a seemingly impossible conflict.

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November Blog A Day 11: Love is…

It’s difficult to write about love. My perception of love as a concept has changed a lot over the years. I think in terms of idyllic love and functional love.

I’m reminded of the forest of northern white cedar trees where I used to camp and work as a teen.  They grew so close together, and this dense tangle of living things protected each other from wind and dryness. If you came across an undisturbed stand off the trail hiking became a painful experience, because the thick canopy and slow growth would cause the thin lower branches to die off and they’d remain sticking out from the trunks for decades, from forest floor to ten or twelve feet, needle-sharp and dry as bones.

There’s a lot of pain in love, as there is in all experience.  Competition, injury, broken branches, dry seasons and all this living are carried up with us toward the sky. At the top of the forest there is a green carpet of fresh, verdant growth, and we sway back and forth. 

Idyllic love is a Bob Ross picture. Functional love is messy and complex, and takes into account the dead branches on those happy little trees and the ecosystem of which they’re a part.