ESFP – The Performers:
The entertaining and friendly type. They are especially attuned to pleasure and beauty and like to fill their surroundings with soft fabrics, bright colors and sweet smells. They live in the present moment and don´t like to plan ahead – they are always in risk of exhausting themselves.

The enjoy work that makes them able to help other people in a concrete and visible way. They tend to avoid conflicts and rarely initiate confrontation – qualities that can make it hard for them in management positions.

Good to know that one of us is entertaining as I consistently test INFP on the M/B scale. Thanks Bloggy for picking up the slack! You’re a real pal!

This supposedly shows what parts of the brain that were dominant during writing:

As I grabbed the last bag, one of the farmers was trying to get her truck out through the gate so I stopped, opened it up all the way for her, and moved the radio flyer wagons to the side so she wouldn’t have to get out. She waved an enthusiastic ‘thanks’ as she drove on through and after she passed, I grabbed the bag bag and started through the gate.

The second I stepped across the invisible line into the market proper, the guy playing guitar up on the stage, as if on cue, broke into an instrumental rendition of the Firefly theme song! hahaha! I couldn’t believe it! It was awesome! Tim was in the car so I had no witnesses, except for the Amish guy and his wife who smiled at me as I passed their table (they were probably laughing at the stupid grin plastered on my face). haha

As we drove home, we waited at a new light on 43rd and watched a GIAGANTICON pickup truck (seriously, it was a BIG truck- the guy was truly “compensating” here) try to make a u-turn through his green arrow. The truck was so big, he had to stop, shift into reverse, stop, shift into drive, go forward, stop, shift into reverse, stop, shift into drive, and finally swing around.

We both started howling in laughter. Me: “C’mon, jump the friggin’ curve, it’s not THAT high!” Tim: “Why spend THAT much money on a vehicle THAT large if you’re not even gonna attempt to navigate a little urban landscape now and then??”

Our light turned green and we caught up to Truck Guy just in time to stop and wait for him to sloooooooooowly take a wide right turn into an apartment complex. Tim: “Careful, don’t hit the curb there buddy…” We can almost hear the ‘cha-ching’ cash register noise as his truck burned through two gallons of gas making it through this second turn.

I begin to accelerate and only get about 10 feet before Tim shouts, “Holy Crap! LOOK AT THAT!” I glance over just in time to see an orange and white cat, the size of a german shepherd, intensely balanced on four paws, all tippy-toed and hump backed, with tail sticking straight out behind him, seriously working something out of his system directly in front of the bank sign- an unmistakable feline commentary on the current state of the economy.

We decide to stop at Harbucks for coffee.

With a score of 98%, I’m finding this endlessly funny. :)

I’m sorry, but I do not get warm fuzzies remembering all those times I was trapped in the pit orchestra (to keep my music scholarship!), playing for Bye Bye Birdie, Sound of Music, Music Man and one other musical that has finally escaped my memory (thank you jeh-zus!). I am also proud to say that I’ve never seen Cats, Rent, Les Miserables, Wicked, etc. Please don’t waste your time trying to convince me otherwise, many before you have tried and all have failed.

But then, one day, along comes this clever guy, with a few of his clever friends. They get together, have a few beer, a few laughs and brainstorm on an idea which soon snowballs into a real project without a budget, funded by their own pocket change and starring one of my ‘favoritest’ actors from one of my ‘favoritest’ movies and then, before I knew it, BAM!

Damn you Joss Whedon, damn you straight to hell…

Hurry, it gets pulled on July 20th and then it’s pay to download only (which isn’t necessarily a bad thing).

From this angle, you’d never know he’d just been traumatized five minutes ago:

A shot of his “now clean” foot. It’s really too bad you can’t hear him growling a half-serious, “I’m going to eff you up but good if you don’t drop that foot NOW” warning. It’s kinda funny when he does that:

stinkfoot, stinkfoot, i ain’t lyin’… can you rinse it off do you suppose??

This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:
ass (2x) crap (1x)

I clicked through their pages and thought it was an hilarious parody site until I got to the video section where they show the actual surgery- O.M.G. (not “OMG” mind you, but O.M.G.) So, I immediately contacted “MM,” one of our dear friends who just graduated from UF’s vet med program (as valedictorian no less!!), and asked her, “WTF??!!!” She confirmed that Neuticles IS indeed a legitimate company and yes, people actually buy these implants for their pets. oh dear. So does this mean we are we bad pet parents because we didn’t consider Mort’s self-esteem 17 years ago and spring for a pair for the ol’ boy?

Anyway, I don’t think after seeing one of these:

that I’ll be able to again eat one of these:
ugh!