draliman on life

Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.

Is “hello” enough for you these days?
Sounds a bit much. It almost implies there’s something more to come. And I really hope there isn’t. A little wave of the hand, a little nod of the head, a little grunt which somehow manages to combine “Hi, alright?” into one poorly-enunciated syllable is my choice.

Do you believe in Murphy? (Anything that can go wrong will go wrong)
Of course. Believing in the Great Law of Murphy is a form of disaster preparedness.

And for anyone who reckons “that could never happen, what are the odds?” here’s some ridiculous odd for you. I was doing my laundry yesterday. There were five pairs of socks in the machine and when I pulled out the first five socks there wasn’t a single match. What are the odds of that?

Does evil come from within? If so, why?
Evil does come from within. And also for without. And from the in-between too. Keep your eyes peeled.

Are intelligent people more or less happy than others? What defines intelligence?
Yes. Both. Either. Neither. I’m not sure what intelligence has to do with happiness, though living in blissful ignorance sounds quite nice these days.

“Ignorance” doesn’t necessarily correlate with “intelligence”, mind. You could be extremely intelligent yet know very little. The definition of intelligence is the “ability to acquire and apply knowledge and skills”. It doesn’t mean you actually know anything about anything.

Here’s my post for Melanie’s Share Your World. This week is a reflection of last year.

Advance warning – my answers are very boring. I see time passing as a continuous thing rather than packaging everything into “years” and having a fresh new start, so I wasn’t really paying much attention to last year.

What was the single best thing that happened in your life this past year?
Hmm. I can’t think of one single best thing. It’s not like I won the lottery or anything. And that would count as miraculous anyway since I don’t buy a ticket.

The most challenging?
I have nothing really challenging to report. It was just a normal year.

One thing you learned in 2019?
On boy, these questions! It was just another year.

Given all your experiences, insights, and lessons learned in 2019, what’s the best advice you could give yourself for 2020?
Sorry to be boring but life just goes on. 2019 was the same as 2018, 2017, 2016…

What’s the best meal/food you ate in 2019?
I don’t know. I wasn’t really paying attention. I seem to remember there was a very nice burger at some point. Though that might have been in 2018.

What are three activities you plan to use in the coming year to relieve stress?
I have no particular plans.

Any resolutions you’d care to share?
I don’t make resolutions. I don’t like the guilt when I don’t follow them.

Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.

Do dogs ‘talk’ (communicate) with their own species?
Presumably. Who else are they going to talk to properly? I expect different dog species have a bit of trouble communicating, though. And dogs from different countries woof in different languages,

Have you ever had to work on Christmas Day?
No, no more than just a few bits I’ve had to check on and off, but done from home.

If someone gifts you something that you immediately loathe, do you pretend to really like it anyway or are you brutally honest about your opinion?
I would pretend to like it. No need to be nasty.

Which popular drink, found during the Christmas season most often, is called “milk punch?”
I imagine it would be eggnog, which sounds a bit gross to be honest.

How many ghosts show up during “A Christmas Carol?”
I immediately thought “three”, of course, but then I Googled it to see and there were in fact four – I had forgotten about his old business partner, Jacob Marley!

Are you all about the holly and jolly or more about remembering the alleged ‘true’ meaning of Christmas?
I’m more about the ‘true’ meaning of Christmas.

Presents.

Please share a memory or thought about the holiday season if you’d like, whatever kind of celebration you may observe.
Christmas always used to be about Gran coming down to visit from Scotland for a couple of weeks. We had things we always used to do, like going to a little place nearby and buying satsumas. She’s been gone a good while now, twenty years I think.