Integration

So, I sometimes dream about something and actually remember it in the morning. This usually happens when I haven’t slept quite enough for my body to be happy. Though I know (from studying sleep) that we actually dream more near the end of our needed sleep time. So if you’re dreaming, there is a good chance you’ve given yourself enough time to sleep, but I know that sometimes this isn’t the case. Anyways, when I dream (and it’s not lucid, which it sometimes is), I tend to integrate several parts of my day (or my life) into the dream. I don’t know if it’s a Freudian way of working things out in my brain, or what, but it makes my dreams rather strange.

So I woke up this morning, and I had to speak out loud several aspects of my dream so that I wouldn’t forget it. So I’m sitting outside (?) but under a covered walkway or something. I’m sitting with 15 other people. We are on Survivor (yes like the show…) only not. In fact if you’ve seen the movie “SAW” then you might understand more of the feeling. But we were on survivor, because we were talking about it. I tried to introduce myself and learn names because apparently the “last time I was on this show, I never learned everyone’s name”. But no one wanted to say who they were.

I did know my mom, and Kathy (from pool) and my friend Anita. They were there, but they didn’t want to be. We were sitting at a table (and me ON the table, crossed legs). We were eating fruit. It was apparently the best fruit any of us had in a long time, because we were fighting over it. I took the last of the honeydew melon. I’m pretty sure my conscious mind would never have done such a thing, especially on a game where people’s opinion of me matter (but that’s beside the point).

The funny thing is that it wasn’t really on a beach or in a setting where survivor would normally take place. We were in a covered boardwalk or something, and there was a plate under the fruit. And there was a piano. I banged on it. I don’t know if I was frustrated or playful. I know my mood was interesting because we started talking about death. We talked about what to do with our bodies when we died. I think we all somehow knew that we were going to die on this boardwalk. It was a strange feeling, but not sad really. We had just accepted it, like it was a fact of life. I felt sad for the people with children. And I remember saying to Kathy (who was sitting at the table to my right) “I don’t care what you do with my body. I will be dead, and I will forgive you”. In the background the song “Dust in the Wind” was playing.

I think my dream ended there. I think it was a combination of being at pool last night (and seeing all of the “characters” in my dream), and talking about survivor, and fruit, and dreams. Also, I listened to that song right before going to play pool. So I integrated my day into my sleep. But why?

I want opinions (so please comment). I want to know why you think we dream. Is it to sort through our thoughts or feelings from the day, and make us more mentally stable? Or is it our secret desires coming out (like Freud thought)? Do the things you dream about represent the actual physical things in true life (like the people, or the piano)? Or are the things our brains way of giving us some sort of hidden message (like dream dictionaries would suggest)?

I’m just curious on other peoples thoughts about dreaming, because I know a lot of the biological aspects of dreaming, but I still don’t have an explanation I’m happy with. Do you think your pets dream? And if so, does that mean they have an “advanced” brain form too? Or is it a universal thing that everything does for some more-primitive purpose?

Spit it out people, I want your thoughts for a change. Mine are boring…

Who Knew?

You Don't Hold a Grudge

You're willing to give almost anyone a second chance, even if they've really wronged you. Incredibly forgiving and compassionate, you understand that people sometimes change for the better.

Do You Hold a Grudge?

I can't decide if this is a good thing, or a bad thing...

But it's Saterday !!

I'm sitting at my desk at school (work..?) and working on a presentation for Monday. I have my music on loud. Too loud for at work, but it's Saterday and nobody in their right mind comes into work on a Saterday (except me of course). So I'm rocking out a little in my chair while thinking about cardiovascular control (the topic of my presentation), and I look out the window to see three construction guys outside on the roof of the new building. They are all staring into my window right at me!! Embarrasing to say the least...

I just looked away and went back to work. But then I remembered something that happened a couple of months back. Me and the other grad student in my lab were here one Friday and we were playing around, not getting much work done. It was Friday so it's OK...

Anyways, we were joking around about one of the construction workers because she thought he was really cute. So she got up on the desk and stood in front of the window, that is almost as tall as she is. She was flirting with the construction guy. She kept it up for a good 5 or 10 minutes too. And then she wrote him a note, and stuck it to the window. He wasn't looking at the time, so she left it there (ALL weekend!!). So, it's very possible that they could talk about our lab because of that. And of course if they are smart enough, they could figure out what room it is and everything. It wouldn't take a genious.

So I had this mini-flashback as these three guys are looking at me like I'm an alien. They probably thought it was me...haha

Anyways, I'm sick with a head cold (but NOT toncilitis!!), so working all the time sucks. But I'm almost done my data collection. So then it's just analysis and paper-writing. I'll be doing my PhD work in no time :)

Heart Day

So yesterday was Valentines day. The dreaded day that you think about for a week before it happens and wonder what exactly *are* your responcibilities on this day for the other people in your life. And at some point every year you come to the conclusion that you don't really have any, cause it's a silly holiday (is it even a holiday? I had to work...)

Anyways, Gemini wanted to do something, and as much as I think the label "Valentines Day" is a little silly, I do like to hang out with him, so I took this as just another time to hang out. He called after work and asked if I'd had dinner. I hadn't. I said I could, I didn't care. He said he booked a reservation (under the name "sugar" again, which is my nickname to him if I hadn't mentioned it before). He's gotta stop embarrasing me like that. Geeze.

He came to my house with the traditional Valentines things. Roses, a teddy bear, and chocolates. It was cute, but VERY unnecessary. I gave him the DVD I bought. I'm not sure he knew how to react, but whatever.
Anyways we went for dinner at a low-key restaurant. Just my style. I wasn't as nervous as last time we went out for dinner, so I actually ate this time. It was good. Then he asked if I wanted to go see a movie. I said I didn't care (cause really, I don't). He asked if I wanted to stay in and rent a movie instead. I said "sure", cause it's cheeper and less pressure. Anyways we went to get a movie (which took forever cause I wouldn't pick it, and he was indecisive) and went back to his house. We watched a bit of American Idol with his parents and asked if they wanted to watch the movie. They said they didn't. So we ended up watching the DVD I bought for him (so renting the other movie was a silly move). It was funny cause it was all 80's hair-band metal music videos, and interviews with the band. We had a good laugh over some of the content of the videos.

So all-in-all a good night. I have no complaints.

Hopeless Romantic (literally)

So it's Valentine's day. Hope everyone is having a good one. And for those of you who are romantics at heart, I hope you got a nice mushy card and some flowers or something else equally useless.

I don't like valentine's day. Not because I'm single and feeling sorry for myself (in fact I haven't been single on Valentines day in a long time). I just think it's a dumb holiday. I think people who are in love (or lust, or crush or whatever) should show it to the person they are with every day, not just one calander day of the year. That's my whole take on things.

I was asked by a friend of mine what I did last Valentine's day with Greg. I didn't remember doing anything. In fact, I don't think we ever did anything. He might have got me a card once or something, but if he did, then I don't remember anyways. But just to satisfy my need to know, I looked up the date in my past blogs to see if I'd written something about it. I laughed a lot when I read my own post from a year-and-two-days-ago. Apparently Greg called me up in Waterloo on Valentine's day to tell me he was going to a strip club...haha. Could this be where my bitterness stems from (maybe...). I'm sure the other years we were dating were just as romantic.

So this year I'm dating Gemini, and he asks if I want to do dinner or something on Valentines day. I tell him I don't do Valentines day. He says too bad. He likes it, so I'm just going to have to deal with it. Blah. I thought any guy would take the chance at getting out of this holiday but whatever. He still likes to open doors for me too, but he's getting better about it.

Anyways, so for the last week or so I've been thinking about it. I decide that if he's taking me out to dinner (for which he wont let me pay my share I'm sure), then I should probably get him something. But I don't want to get something sappy, with hearts and the whole thing. Cause really, that's just dumb. So I contemplate for a long time. I finally decide on music of some sort. We have music in common. So I'm thinking something not-so-mainstream on DVD (like music videos etc or interviews with the band). I ask around for music stores where I might be able to purchase something along these lines. I get a few answers.

So yesterday I hop on the subway in Toronto and go downtown? (I think) and I find this one music store that seems pretty good. Not everything in it was Britney Spears or whatever. So I go in. I look around. It's ok, but I have something in mind and they don't have it. So I go to another store and another (luckily these stores were within a relatively short distance from one another). And finally I come across what I was looking for. And people...if this isn't romance, I don't know what is....

So that's what he's getting. It's a band (a good band) dvd with music videos and interviews. Exactly what I wanted. But maybe the funniest Valentines gift ever. My friend yelled at me. Told me to at least get him a card with it. I did.

On the front the card reads: Here's a little card to wish you a happy valentines day
Inside: Okay! Okay! So it's not one of those fancy-schmancy cards you put out on the dining room table for everyone to read, but its got heart and that's gotta count for something right? hello?

I laughed when I picked it up. So I had to get it.

Maybe next year if I'm with a guy he might get the point. I'm a hopeless romantic. Literally.

Happy Heart Day!!

The Club Experience

So I went on the "date" to the club in Toronto. It was quite an experience, and not one that I hated so much that I wouldn't do it again. In fact, I would go as far as to say that it was fun, and I wouldn't mind going again (yes, I admit it ok? stop looking at me like that!!). But there is a few funny stories to go with the night.

First my friend Rachel and I decided that it would be a good idea to have a drink or two to loosten up a bit before meeting Gemini's friends (who are girls, and girls are intimidating...) so, we got together at her house, at which point we both realized that we knew how to show off our best assets. Both of our shirts were cut so as to show significant cleavage, because it's a club, and that's what people do. So we head over to the birthday girl's house with our "significant others" (?) and when the door is opened we get greeting by her parents...(thanks for telling us Gemini!) Oh, and the better part...Gemini's parents were there too, and his aunt, his uncle, his cousin. When he said they were family friends I apparently didn't get the extent.

So picture this. I *discreetly* shove my hand into my jacket and yank my shirt up to an appropriate-for-parents hight, but my friend Rachel cannot do this. Her shirt style prevents it. So when the mom takes Rachels coat she turns around to look at me all embarrased. She looks down at my shirt, and mouths at me "bitch!!" Hahaha

Anyways, birthday girl insisted on having a limosine so she got what she wanted. The driver showed up at the door with strict orders for rules of the limo. She reads "No alcoholic beverages in the vehicle. Subjet to $200 fine" She gets a little irritated. The driver didn't tell her this before. I tell Gemini to go talk to the driver (he's a smooth talker) and ask him if we can drink. He starts by saying no, then plastic bottles only, then "whatever, as long as you ditch the bottles before we get there". Haha. We took two bottles of rum, some beer, and champaghne and it had to be gone before we got there (45 minute drive). It was the perfect example of how-not-to-drink.

Upon arrival at the club, the booze was gone, the club was empty (because it was early) and our group started the dance party (someone's gotta do it...). I stuck with Gemini, and Rachel and her boyfriend because Geminis girl-friends were sticking together. I think at least one of two girls have a serious crush on him, so I might have sensed a bit of attitude (but I'm not sure). In any case, I didn't see the girls for the rest of the night so it doesn't matter. We danced. We drank more. We danced more (there may have been a platform or a pole involved at some point but I'm not going to say...) and before you know it, it was time to go.

I found out after that Rachels boyfriend got sick in the bar. On the floor. Gross.

Gemini called his mom to pick us up from the birthday girls house (where the limo dropped us off). I didn't believe him when he said "don't worry I called my mom", but I had no choice but to believe him when she showed up with the van to drive everyone home. It was fun.

I went to his house last night for a visit, and his mom asks me "so did you have fun at the club on Saterday" and say "yes I did actually, it was a lot of fun" and she says "do you like the music there" and I say "yes, I like it pretty well" (my mom taught me how to be polite, hahaha) and then she says (wait for it....) "Did you dance on the platforms? with the poles...?"

Oh my GOD, what do I say to that?? "umm, no. I wouldn't do something like that".

Gemini looks at me and says "I can't believe you just lied to my mom right to her face" (we are still standing right in front of her by the way)

We all laughed a lot. Reminds me of my house.

Good times.

Here Goes Nothin'

So I have a couple hours before I go out tongiht to meet some of Gemini's best friends. It's got me a little nervous I'm not going to lie. And guess where we're going...the CLUB in Toronto. Yes people, I am going to a club. For the first time. And I'm not very excited about it. BUT one of my best friends Rachel is coming, so that should make it easier.

Last night we went out to Country Night at a bar. It was probably the most horrible experience of my going-out life (sorry Anita). I hate country music. Honky Tonk BullS%$#. But it was Anita's birthday night and she had fun, so that's what matters :)



I'll update you all on the night out at the club soon :)

Having a bit of a life is fun to blog about.

Facebook Official

So the story continues...

I called Gemini last night while taking a break from a science paper I was reading. We chatted for a bit about nothing (how our day was etc.) and then somehow the conversation got turned around and we started discussing where things are going in terms of "us". I think both of us were wierded out a little about being the one to decide about the status of things. Well I know I was. I don't know him super-well yet so I don't know a lot about his past (especially in terms of dating history). He claims he hasn't had any serious relationships, but that could mean one of two things (both very different things).
#1: He's a "player" or however you want to put it. Basically he dates whoever but never actually commits to anyone cause he wants to play the field.
#2: He's picky, and hasn't found the right person yet.

Anyways, during this discussion, I kind of imply that I'm a little worried that it might turn out to be more of a #1 kind of situation, in which case, I'd not be interested in letting things progress too far. And he laughs at me (geeze this is happening a lot lately...). He jokes for about 5 or 10 minutes straight about how he's the one who has to worry. That guys are probably throwing themselves at me constantly etc etc. He says "What do you think I am, a man-whore?". I say, "well I don't know, maybe". He assures me that this isn't the case, and that if I ask his friend (whom I know because he's dating one of my best friends), he can tell me that Gemini is just picky. He hasn't had relationships because he hasn't found the right person yet.

And so it continues...I mention that his Facebook account is full of girls comments and they all seem to have crushes on him. Again he laughs and assures me they are just flirtatious friends, some of which he's known sinse childhood. I mention that he hasn't made our situation public yet (ie. putting his "status" on facebook). He says he's been waiting for me, cause he doesn't want to push me into it. So he changes it while still on the phone with me. So we are now (facebook) officially dating. I'd say that's the most official it can get. Everyone he knows (even sort-of) will see that he is now dating Me.

Then he asks me if I want to go to a birthday party for one of his friends (one of the girls I assumed was persuing him) on Saterday. But it's in Toronto and they are taking a limosine. Crazy people. Not only am I 23 and have never been to a club in Toronto, but I'm not exactly jumping at the chance to do it. Especially not with nobody else I know, and most-especially not showing up in a limo. Embarrasing much? So I don't know what to do. When I said I didn't want to go alone he invited one of my friends and her boyfriend (who is also his friend). I guess I'll see if my friend is coming. That would be better. But what would I wear? I don't do clubs...

Anyways, now it is blogger official too.

Oh, as an afterthought...turns out he didn't get the point that I have only dated one guy. We were talking about the whole paying-the-bill thing, cause I just needed to emphasize my point (ie. that I hate it). He said that I'm probably the only girl on Earth that doesn't like that (which may or may not be the case, but whatever). He was asking if no guys I dated have ever opened doors and such for me before. He kept referring to me-and-guys and eventually I stopped him and said "Gemini...can you listen to me carefully for 2 minutes?! I started dating Greg when I was 15, and continued to date him until August. I have not (repeat - have not) dated since then. And when you're 15, the romance thing isn't an issue, and after a few years when it might become an issue, we were already dating too long for that kind of romance" And his response was something like "what? you haven't dated anyone since?...oh...didn't you break up in August?...oh...I didn't realize..." At which point I let him know...I'm picky too ;)

Meeting the Family :S

Getting back into the dating world is turning out to be scary, and fun. So, since I seem to have nothing better to talk about these days (judging by the lack of blogs on my part) I'll fill you all in on the latest with Gemini. Oh man, if he only knew I was posting our getting-to-know-each-other (?) for all the world to see. Haha

So last night I came home from work and went to the gym. Nothing special, just a regular Monday night. It was about 9pm when I finished there and dropped my bestest buddy Anita off at home. On the way home I called Gemini to see what he was up to. He was "jamming" (ie. playing guitar) with his younger brother (who plays base guitar) and his younger cousin (who plays drums). So he invited me over for a bit to hang out. My first thought was "It's Monday night. I never do anything on Mondays, it's a school night". My second thought was "Aimee, you're such a dork", so I decided it wasn't a bad idea.

I went home and showered quickly, got dressed, ate some chicken and went to his house. What I didn't realize was what I was getting into. I felt a little tricked, but it was fine. His entire family was there. His Mom and Dad, his brother and sister, his grandma (who lives with him), his aunt and cousin (who live next door), and his grandparents from Trinidad (who were going back on a flight this morning at 4am). So, needless to say, walking in the door was a bit overwhelming. They were very welcoming. Hugs all around! And several comments from his family along the lines of "Gemini told us you were pretty, but he didn't say how pretty", and "Let me see your eyes, you pretty girl" etc. Can you picture me as red as a tomato? Yup, that was me at that moment.

Anyways, I went downstairs and listened to them play for a few songs. They are good. I am surprised when kids (9 and 12?) can play intruments that well, but anyways...we went back upstairs to hang out with the family. I felt like I was imposing on family time a little, since the grandparents were leaving soon, but they insisted I wasn't. Then came the game of 20 (or a thousand) questions, each one of which was directed at me. Questions about school, and what I want to do with my life etc. Questions about the gym and my eating habbits from grandpa (who used to be a body builder). And on and on. It was clear I was nervous. Gemini kept asking if I was OK. And I was, but I get a little uncomforatable talking about myself all the time. It turns out Gemini's dad studied similar things to me in University. He worked with rats, and studied hypertension (the topic of my PhD thesis when I get to it). Interesting...

So it was good. I think he plans on keeping me around for a while, haha. And Mama Dukes is right. I just have to integrate him into family life at my house now, which shouldn't be hard. I'm pretty sure his sense of humor will get him a long way in my family. And sinse he's used to an "open-house" I think it shouldn't be too hard to get used to my house, with our "my-house-is-your-house" mentality.

Oh, and yes mom...he IS cute.

PS. still open to suggestions about Blogging topics...otherwise I'm going to sound 13 again, and all I will talk about will be boys!! Help me out people.

Date with Gemini

Hey, quick update before I leave to go home from work. Haha

The date with Gemini on Friday was good. We went to dinner, and had good conversation. Talked a lot about family and friends, and told silly stories from the past. We didn't talk about anything super-serious, which was nice. He seems really into his family though, which is really important to me.

Anyways, the only bad part about dinner was that he insisted on paying. I'm a split-the-bill type person. I don't like to fight over who's paying for it, but I don't need everything done for me either. This goes along with the door opening thing (which I think I might have got across after being very pushy). But maybe he'll get the hint eventually.

After, he asked if I wanted to go to a movie. I suggested just hanging out and doing something low-key and he asked if I wanted to go to his friends house and just hang out for a while. I said sure. On the way he tried bringing me to meet his parents. I'm pretty sure my panic was showing when we pulled into his driveway and he said his aunts and grandpaerents were visiting too. He didn't make me go in. I'm sure it would have been fine, but I don't know how much they know about me. I'll be embarrased whenever this happens, so I should have gotten it over with. Oh well. He met Mama Dukes. I think she likes him?? Eh ma...? Not bad eh?

Anyways, we went to his friends house and hung out. We chatted and watched part of a movie. We listened to music for a while, and hung out with the guys. I liked seeing his friends cause I think it gives you a pretty good idea about how he spends his time. In this case, he's into music, and cars, and boy stuff. Haha. But it was a night like I would spend with my friends. At home with a few close buddies. Good job.

He asked me (in words I can't recall exactly) if he could call me his "girlfriend".
I laughed a little and asked him if that was a new line.
Then I felt really stupid and laughed more.
He gets it I think. I dig him. haha

Anyways, he came to a house party that I was at on Saterday too. I found out a few more interesting things (always something new). I don't know if I mentioned that he plays guitar (which is very attractive), but he does. I found out he also plays the drums, and the piano. He plays them all well too. Very nice...haha. He came out for a meal with a couple of my friends. He paid the bill again...for all of us. I don't know when that's going to stop. But hopefully soon. I hope he doesn't think I'm being polite offering to pay or something. I think things should be split for at least a while. We'll see.

Anyways, for now Gemini is a winner. He has peaked my interest (a relatively hard thing to do I think). I'm keeping him around, and we'll see what happens. He might find out that I've been secretly writing about him and never speak to me again. It would be his loss :)

Obsessions

So, I promised in the blog below (and will keep that promise from this day forth) to blog about anything that is requested of me. I don't think of topics easily, but I have an open mind, so I'm willing to get it all out perfectly publically. So a good friend of my moms (MP: I told mom you said hi by the way) requested that I write about what I like or dislike right now, or anything that I might be obsessed with at the moment. So that becomes the topic of this blog.

#1: FACEBOOK
In May when I started school at U of T I had never even heard of facebook. Basically it is a way for students in lot of different networks to get in touch with eachother. You post a profile with your information and photo albums, and notes, etc etc. And people can request that you add them as your friends. You eventually build da list of people that you can talk to through private or public messages. It's silly really, but I'm obsessed.
I am a self-proclaimed Facebook stalker. I can glimpse into people's lives, and see what they are up to now (as in what they are doing in life this year, month, or moment). It's a creepy obsession really. I check up on many of the people on my list often, and I get notified when they put something new into their profile.
In fact, I found this guy I used to date. You could say it was the first guy I ever "loved". I messaged him. We talked a little bit (well a lot over a few days) and he asked me out for drinks etc. I said no. That brings me to the next thing I like (though I wouldn't call him an obsession).

#2: GEMINI
I'm naming the guy gemini to keep his identity private (not because I'm embarrased or anything, but more because he didn't agree to be written about, haha).
Anyways, I wouldn't have written about it but it deserves to be on the list, so he is. The story starts with a friend of mine and her current boyfriend deciding that I might like to meet Gemini. They brought him to my house as a friend of a friend a couple of weeks ago. He is cute, but I wasn't Looking to like him just because (he's a little younger than me, so I forsaw that being a bit of an issue)
Anyways, he turns out to be hilarious, and outgoing, and basically very charming. So I gave him my number, and he has been making me laugh ever since. A few phone calls, several facebook messages (yes, I can stalk him too), and a night out for coffee. And tonight (in about an hour) my first official date (maybe ever...?). So I was paniky about it all afternoon because he said he was "making reservations" and you know me, I prefer low-maintenance. Anyways, I convinced him we should go to East Side's instead of someplace fancy. He said ok, thankfully. So, now that he has an official secret-blog-name I'll let you know how it goes.

PS. The name comes from the fact that his astrologiccal sign is gemini (obviously), and I've never "gone out" with anyone who wasn't gemini. Maybe it's a bad habbit I have to break I dunno. But even as a kid, counting everyone I ever had a crush on pretty much, every single one of them has been a gemini. Wierd eh?

#3: MUSIC
Lastly...I have a renewed need for music. I used to need to listen to music every day, just to get me through the day. I find music healing and helpful. Angry music can make me happy sometimes, and an inspirational song like "Good day - Jewel" can start anyones day off smiling. A good hip-hop dance song can put a hop in my step or make me feel a little prettier or something. It's wierd, but I don't think it's unusual. I lost that feeling for a while. I wasn't excited about music anymore. But it's back. I love it. It makes me feel good. Today I have the song "The Dolphins Cry - Live" in my head. It's a beautiufl song. But I had a dream about the song "Fade to Black - Metallica", so maybe that should be my song for the day.

I'm not feeling dislike towards anything in particular right at this moment (might be happy cause of the date or something, I dunno). But I'm sure I'll make that a blog for another time, when I think of something good.

Thanks to MP for this blog. Keep the suggestions coming. I really miss blogging. I have been waiting for a reason to write.

The Suckiest Blogger Ever

I know OK? You don't have to tell me ;)

Quick update since I'm at school and should really be working.
I realized it's been about forever and a day since I last blogged. I think people may be taking me off of there daily procrastinating website check. Haha. I know you do it! I do it too!

Anyways, life has been busy lately. School is getting a little more intense, but things are still going really well. With a few minor problems, I am still sticking to the schedule I made in September to allow me to transfer to PhD in the summer.

I really have nothing interesting to say publically. I have been doing a lot of personal journal writing instead. I don't like to post stories about people in particular because it's not fair to them (unless I tell them of course, which wouldn't be fun), and bad-day stories get old fast. But here's my thought for the day:

If I could go anywhere in the world today, I would pack my camera and some other stuff and take a trip to Tanzania. I would stay there too (assuming my favorite people were with me) for a while. Maybe a month or two. Because it would be quiet, and slow paced, and I could relax. The culture looks amazing, and the land is incredible. I'm there in my mind today.

PLEASE help me out. I need topics to blog about. I am having serious (public) writer's block. I am oppinionated just like my mom, so pick something (anything!) and I'll write about every single suggestion (assuming it wont offend my grandma...HI grandama!!). And that offer stands from this day forward.

I'm out.