Friday, April 13, 2007

Friday's Feast

Feast One Hundred & Thirty Nine

When you were a child, which crayon color was your favorite?
I loved the metallic colors; gold, silver and copper. Everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, I colored had silver, gold or copper on it. Unless, of course, I had used them up. They were the only colors that were consumed completely.

On a scale of 1 to 10 (with 10 being highest), how likely would you be to change jobs if it required you to move?
All things being even – 3 maybe 4
A better offer, part of the country I want to live in… 9 - 10

Take all the numbers in your birthday and your phone number and add them up, one by one. What’s the total?
If November is 11 (eleven, that is a number) and the year is 19xx then it is 2054
If the author meant to add all of the digits, i.e. November is 1+1 then it is 83
In both cases I used the area code in my phone number.

Main Course
Have you ever “re-gifted” anything? If so, what was it and who did you pass it on to?

Name something you need from the store.
Cleaner for the shower.


Anonymous said...

Oh dang it that just reminded me that I have to clean my shower today. Blah!

I also used the metalic crayons alot...oooh sparkly objects.

I would move in a heart long as it was to southern AL.

DNR said...

Sorry about the reminder...

Maybe thats whay my favorite color now is chrome...

pft!! (as Jess would say)

Anonymous said...

I have moved alot, as a child and a few times as an adult I'm not sure it I would want to do it again. You learn alot but you also lose alot. I loved that magenta crayon but my favorite color is blue.

Judy said...

Hi DNR - I came over here this morning but your blog was empty! Gone! MIA! Poof! Glad you're still with us.

Do you clean showers? Hmmmm.... ; ) I've got a shower I'd like you to meet...

How nice that you and Dirk were able to get together. I have a couple of very wonderful friendships that began on line through genealogy searches and developed into real-life relationships. Although there are pretenders on the web, it seems you can sometimes tell an awful lot about a person from what they write.

If you're ever near my neck of the woods, please give a yell. (Although you should be glad you aren't here today to experience the lovely 8 inches of snow).