Sugar Doll and Happiness 101

As is usually the case, I have obligations:

10 things about myself:

I can no longer remember the names of recent movies if the title is really boring and generic. I’d give you an example, but I can’t remember one.

I hate going to parties with lots of people, because, invariably, I’ll have a difficult time remembering names. I can tell you lots of things ABOUT the person – he skis, she majored in Italian in college – but with names, I’m awful.

Conversely, I’m reasonably great in remembering seven-digit numbers, such as phone numbers. I might go to a blog and see there are three comments, come back two days later, see that there are three comments, and remember that fact.

When I sold my comic book collection in 1994, i kept my collections, such as Marvel Massterworks, because I wanted to be able to just read the stories without worrying about “condition”. So it’s slightly disappointing that the Masterworks themselves have a certain collectible value.

I’m STILL trying to find a Kentucky D (as in Denver) quarter, as well as the 2009 territory coins. I’m not even trying to collect the national parks coins, because the Mint seems to make it a cash cow, not only for itself, but for the coin selling dealers, by circulating such paltry numbers. This rather ticks me off, actually.

When I have two or three glasses of wine, I get loquacious. I mean, more than usual.

I’m collecting Hess trucks so that I can play with them when my wife and daughter are away; this happens infrequently.

I’ve had my Netflix copy of the Hurt Locker since March, shortly before the Oscars, trying to find some free block of time to watch it. I could return it, of course, but now I’m DETERMINED to see it first. Memorial Day weekend is my next window of opportunity.

My second favorite musical, after West Side Story, is Fiddler on the Roof. Fiddler, Hair and The Lion King are all playing at Proctor’s Theatre in Schenectady next year, and we’re seriously considering going to all three.

I get along so well with my daughter because I have stuffed animals of my own.

10 things that make me happy

1. Making other people laugh.
2. Having developed good relationships that I can get help when I need it.
3. Being a Coverville Citizen
4. Voting, even when it doesn’t gob the way I want it to.
5. Riding my bike down a hill. I’d feel the wind blowing through my hair except for the facts that I’m wearing a helmet and that I have no hair to speak of.
6. Words from the French or Italian, even if I don’t understand them.
7. Getting an answer on JEOPARDY! when none of the contestants do.
8. Hugs.
9. Reading the newspaper; happens in spurts.
10. Thunderstorm , when I’m home.