Smells Like Friday Five

Saturday, Feb. 16, 2008 - 3:06 a.m.

First -- Friday night was really nice.

John introduced me to yet another spectacularly done Jane Austen adaptation, "Persuasion". The time flew by.

Earlier in the evening, we both sat down and watched Friday's episode of Days Of Our Lives.

He and I both agree that this was one of the most riveting and best-directed episodes we have seen in many years.

I hope they submit this episode for Emmy consideration.

John has also pleasantly surprised me by wanting to see Monday's episode. I am of the understanding that this isn't going to be a regular habit for him, which is fine, but at least he's become familiarized with the characters and will know who I'm talking about from now on if I mention the storyline in passing.

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Second -- I briefly dislocated my right elbow due to a rogue butter dish.

Or whatever that little enclosed shelf is called in the refrigerator.

That little butter shelf in our fridge door has a little door of its own that tends to flip down kind of easily, such as if I fling the door open too hard.

I'd flang the door open to get something into the fridge and something out of the fridge, and then backed up and WHAM! -- my elbow smashed against the little butter shelf door.

Little animated stars with curly speed-lines actually shot out of my elbow.

The elbow popped immediately back into place, but I don't think I've had pinpoint galvanizing pain like that in quite awhile.

It's getting a little better, but I have to be careful.

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Finally, Friday Five!

Do you ever wonder if the way you see things visually aren't how other people see them?

I used to think there were faces in various household fabrics. I saw faces in my grandmother's back bedroom curtains, and of course, all sorts of stuff in stucco walls. Clouds were always cool, too.

What kind of sounds are the most annoying?

I can't stand crinkly candy wrappers, or rustling paper sacks. Those are the two biggies. No, it doesn't make any sense to me, either.

When walking through a store, do you shop with your hands by touching/feeling the texture of things?

Only if it's clothing, or fresh vegetables.

If you could only smell three scents for the rest of your life, what would they be?

1. Pumpkin pie
2. Something I call Brand New Barbie Doll
3. A flat out dead tie between a) the dirt and/or mud that surrounded the walnut tree in my grandmother's backyard, and b) the original Vidal Sassoon shampoo.

What sorts of things do you savor when eating them?

I tend to eat slowly unless I'm extremely hungry, so mostly everything. In particular, probably a really good piece of meat, and lately, I like an especially good brandy.

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Done. Have a good Saturn's Day!

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