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Your Score: Rabbit

You scored 21 Ego, 14 Anxiety, and 18 Agency!

IT was going to be one of Rabbit’s busy days. As soon as he
woke up he felt important, as if everything depended upon him.
It was just the day for Organizing Something, or for Writing a
Notice Signed Rabbit, or for Seeing What Everybody Else Thought
About It. It was a perfect morning for hurrying round to Pooh,
and saying, “Very well, then, I’ll tell Piglet,” and then going
to Piglet, and saying, “Pooh thinks–but perhaps I’d better see
Owl first.” It was a Captainish sort of day, when everybody
said, “Yes, Rabbit ” and “No, Rabbit,” and waited until he had
told them.

You scored as Rabbit!

ABOUT RABBIT: Rabbit is generally considered Clever by his many friends and relations. He is actually a much better reader and writer than Owl, but he doesn’t consider it worth mentioning. Instead, Rabbit’s real talent lies in Organizing Plans. He organizes rescue parties, makes schemes to reduce Tigger’s bounciness, and goes on missions to find out what Christopher Robin does when he’s not at the Hundred Acre Woods. Sometimes, however, his Plans do not always go as Planned.

WHAT THIS SAYS ABOUT YOU: You are smart, practical and you plan ahead. People sometimes think that you don’t stress or worry, but this is not the case. You are the kind of person who worries in a practical way. You think a) What are my anxieties about and b)what can be done about them? No useless fretting for you. You don’t see the point in sitting around and waiting for things to work out, when you could actually work them out today and save yourself a lot of time and worry. Your friends tend to rely on you, because they know that they can trust you help them work things out.

You sometimes tend to be impatient with people who are less practical in their ways. You don’t have much patience for idiots who moan about things but never actually DO anything about them. You have high expectations of everyone, including yourself. When you don’t succeed at something, or when something goes wrong despite your best efforts to prevent it, you can get quite hard on yourself. You need to cut yourself some slack and accept that everyone has their faults, even you, and THAT IS OKAY. Let yourself be faulty, every now and then, for the sake of your own sanity.

Link: The Deep and Meaningful Winnie-The-Pooh Character Test written by wolfcaroling on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test View My Profile(wolfcaroling)

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Knight Rider Movie

I’ll admit, I have had my doubts regarding the new Knight Rider movie / series pilot. After having watched it, I found it to be enjoyable. I have some beefs, but nothing can’t deal with. The use of magical nano technology again annoys me, but I guess it could be worse. The biggest offense was a scene where a SUV traveling at high speed crashes into magical nano tech K.I.T.T. and yet K.I.T.T. reacts as if it were a brick wall, with absolutely NO movement on it’s part. That was WAY to unbelievable. I did like the bullet proofing / auto regeneration aspect much better than the original series’ chemically bonded impervious shell thing… The overall story wasn’t to bad, and did a decent job of trying to tie this new version into the old series. The new K.I.T.T. seems a bit uptight, but I think that will probably evolve, and actually seemed to do so some during the life of the movie. My 2nd biggest complaint was the 1st hour seemed to be a big Ford commercial. Almost every car on the road was a ford, and there were CONSTANT shots of the mustang, and cobra logos…

Overall I would certainly watch a new series if it kept the “tech magic” down, and focused on the story line, one man and his intelligent car making a difference.

Flu

I have the flu… have had it since Tuesday…

Turns out this years flue vaccine is only about 40% effective because a number of the flu viruses mutated to a form unexpected… yippee…

Holy stupid question batman!

I was watching the press conference on the shootings and some idiot just asked… “so was there an emergency guide hanging in that classroom? and if so, what page would students have needed to refer to?”

??!!?!?

Shooting at NIU!!!

HOLY CRAP!!! 22 people shot at NIU!!! at least 6 dead… HOLY CRAP!!! Geology class at Cole hall… HOLY CRAP!!! Gunman is one of the dead from a self inflicted gunshot wound. Seems a shotgun and 2 handguns were involved, 1 glock, one unknown. Gunman burst through the door, said nothing, and started firing. Many of the wounds are head wounds.
Professor Joseph Peterson was shot, but is in good condition.
Police response time was under 2 minutes.

18 victims were transported to Kishwaukee Community Hospital in DeKalb:

• Eight victims are in stable condition
• Six victims are in good condition
• Four victims are in critical condition and two of those victims were transported to regional hospitals

Chicago Tribune is now reporting as of 6:20, that there are now 5 dead.

As of 6:55 the Kishwaukee hospital website had the following details:
17 patients have arrived.
6 – critical condition
2 flown to Saint Anthony Hospital
3 flown to Good Samaritan Hospital
1 flown to Rockford Memorial Hospital
3 – discharged
2 – admitted to Kishwaukee Community Hospital
1 – fatality confirmed, unidentified male (not identified as the gunman)

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Update form press conference:
6 fatalities
4 female, 2 male.

Tonights Dinner

Baked Salmon with Dill Mustard Sauce

1 (2- to 3-pound) salmon fillet, 1 1/2-inches thick
3 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
Coarse kosher salt
Freshly ground black pepper
1/2 cup mayonnaise
1/2 cup sour cream
3 tablespoons minced fresh parsley leaves
2 tablespoons Dijon-style mustard
2 tablespoons minced fresh dill weed
2 teaspoons freshly squeezed lemon juice
Salt and freshly ground pepper to taste

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Line the bottom of an ungreased broiling pan with aluminum foil and spray broiler rack with vegetable-oil cooking spray. Wash salmon and pat dry. Rub with olive oil, sprinkle with coarse salt and pepper, and place skin-side down onto rack.

In a small bowl mix together mayonnaise, sour cream, parsley, Dijon mustard, dill weed, lemon juice, salt, and pepper; cover bowl with plastic wrap and refrigerate for at least 3 hours before serving.

Bake salmon, uncovered, 8 to 12 minutes or until a meat thermometer registers an internal temperature of 140 to 145 degrees F (salmon will be slightly opaque in thickest part). NOTE: During this time the salmon continues to cook (meat temperature will rise 5 to 10 degrees after it is removed from the oven) and the juices redistribute. Carefully remove salmon from pan and transfer onto individual serving plates. Serve with the cold mustard dill sauce.

Approximately cooking times for salmon:

1/4 to 1/3-inch – 3 to 4 minutes
1/2 to 3/4-inch – 4 to 6 minutes
1 to 1 1/2-inch – 8 to 12 minutes

Makes 4 to 6 servings.

“Walking the plank”

During the pancake breakfast “Black Bart”, “Bilgemunky”, and I approached a table where the kids were dressed in their own costumes. One of the two boys looked like a little napoleon. We immediately addressed him as Admiral. The boy was rather timid, and refused to speak to us at all. Somehow the topic of walking the plank came up. When we hit on that, the kid drew his plastic sword and thrust it towards Ian, then wiggled it to a side. “What? Me admiral? You want me to walk the plank?” The kid nodded. Bilgemunky and I then led “Black Bart” off to walk the plank. After Bart lept, we all three returned to the table. The “Admiral”, now grinning, then pointed his sword at me. I was then led away, as we walked, I noticed the gym floor, it was comprised entirely of wood slats… so I stepped off the rug, and walked as if on a tight rope, balancing upon one row of planks. “I’m walkin’ the plank… yup this is me… plank walkin… oh woe… the admiral made me walk the plank…” After my splashing, we returned again to the Admiral. He then pointed at “Bilgemunkey” motioning for him to now take his turn. “And I thought I was going to get away without having to walk the plank” Ian, and I led Bilgemunky off to his fate, after his “long walk” we returned once again. (Gluttons for punishment) When we returned the Admiral tried to get one of us to repeat the walk, we declined and made our separate ways off to other tables.
I latched onto the “walking the plank” idea, and started wandering the room balancing on the floor planks. With ever few steps I announced what I was doing… “Yup… walkin’ the plank.. this is me.. plank walkin’… look at all these plank’s ta be walkin’…” As I progressed I noticed a number of people smiling and even a few shaking their head in disbelief. Before long though a few of the kids caught on, and followed me along for a bit in a “plank walking parade”

Birthday Wishes

Happy Birthday Richelle and Katie!

Pancakes and Telescopes

On Sunday I was part of the “Breakfast with the Pirates” event. This is basically a pancake breakfast, with pirates wandering around talking to people having breakfast, or sitting with them while eating. This event started off on a sour note for me personally, as the first kid I interacted with ended up scared and crying, fortunately he was 1 of 2 for the entire morning out of probably 50 + interactions. You can’t win them all I suppose… Anyway, after getting to close and frightening the kid I decided I needed something that would work from a distance. I then hit upon the idea of using my telescope. I’ve never actually had an occasion to use it, despite bringing it with me to just about every event. It turned out to be a big hit. I would stand a safe distance away from the table, extend the telescope and aim it at a plate of pancakes… then I would announce “I spy with me little eye… sometin’ pancakey”. It usually got a bit of a giggle out of the kids. I would then move in a bit closer and “ahh yes, look et dat, there be pancakes dere, and over dere, and some dere too… oh wait, nope dat ones gone now…” This also seemed to get a giggle or a smile. Occasionally there was a kid that looked uncomfortable with me getting closer and in those cases I backed off again and moved on. Once I was able to get closer I would comment on how the pancakes were just the right size for the kids, and it didn’t look like there would be any left for me… “wait a minute I got’s me an idea…” I would then spin the telescope around and point it at the kid… “dere we go, no I made ’em all tinay like and the pancakes all big so now there’ll be plenty left fer me!” I then would raise up my fork and reach in to grab a piece of pancake, and in doing so let the telescope slip from my eye… “oh… rats… now he’s all big again… ” This almost always got a big laugh.
Other times while I was spying pancakey substances… ‘pirate number 4’ AKA Bilgemunky would wander over with his eye patch on… he would then question me as to what it was I was doing. I would explain that I was spying pancakes… “you don’t need a telescope for that, they are right there!” I would respond with “well of course they are, but this makes em bigger!” or some other remark designed to get him to take the telescope. He would then place the telescope up to his eye patch covered eye and state “I don’t see nuttin… all i see is black” “black, are ya sure… i see pancakes…” “not nutting but black…” if the kids didn’t catch on I’d try to prompt them to notice his eye patch… once they did they would inevitably try to explain that he had the telescope on the wrong eye. “Ohhhh the wrong eye ya say… ok hold on…” he would then hand me back the telescope, and take off his hat, and switch the eye patch to the other eye, I would once again had him back the telescope… “Nope, still nuttin but black…” “what are ya kids playing at, he tried the other eye and it still don’t work…” this usually got a at least one kid to to point out the eye patch specifically with, “nooo the eye patch!!!!” “what, oh his eye patch?” oh ya got your eye patch on wrong… of course!!!! try putting it on the end of the telescope then… thats got to work…” the kids would yell “NOOOO!!!” to which Bilgemunky would then either insist I was trying to sell him yet another defective telescope, just like the last 3… or ask if I had recently changed the batteries. We would then walk away arguing over the defective telescope. We repeated this with some variation to just about every table in the place with mostly favorable results. One variation had me spying pancakes while Bilgemunky would sneak up and wiggle his fingers in front of the telescope. When he did that I would immediately leap backwards with a “GAhh!!! Theres some sort of an octopus or giant squid in there.” I would then let a kid look and see if he could see it, they always said no… So then I would take it back and try again, Bilgemunky would again do the finger thing, I would again get startled.. and hand it to him to have him look.. we would then go into the whole eye patch bit. The kids always seems to think it was funny. Sadly, about 1/2 the kids never noticed the eye patch themselves thus requiring some minor adjustments to move along, but it always worked in the end. Over allit was a hit, and my telescope got quite a workout.

The magic of a tiny piece of glass

Last week as I was waiting for my counseling appointment, the client before me came out in a rather flustered state. She apologized for running over her time and I insisted there was no need to apologize at all. She then began to make out her check, and started explaining to me that it wouldn’t happen again for quite a while at least, because she was having surgery on her foot. She continued on a bit more, and looking into her face I could tell she was really struggling. She finished writing her check, apologized for dumping on me and left. I went in and started my session. As we started, the counselor asked me how I felt about the conversation in the lobby. I said it didn’t bother me, and that I knew she just needed to talk. “well… I can’t tell you anything of course so I have no way of knowing what she told you…” I then explained what I was told. She then said “ahh, ic… I would like to ask a favor of you… but I need you to be completely comfortable knowing you can say no without…” I smiled, “Just ask, it’s ok” “oh ok… uh… well do you think perhaps next week you could possibly give her one of those little stones…” “Of course, It’s not a problem” she smiled, I continued, “do you want me to wear the garb and all?” “that’s entirely up to you…”

Flash forward to tonight…