Stream of (Semi) Consciousness

Things I have been wondering this week.

1) Is it possible to be in a bad mood while listening to Simon & Garfunkel’s Cecilia? (Please listen and respond.) Should I have named Sydney Cecilia because of this? (If video won’t load, you can listen here.)

2) If anyone ever saw my google search history I think I would die of embarrassment.

3) Why have I not yet learned to play my mandolin? If I sold it and bought a cello instead, would I learn to play that? Doubtful.

4) How is it that I can (or so it seems) be so quick and witty in writing, but in person I become a humorless, shy semi-geek? An excerpt from a description of my Myers-Briggs personality description. At least an estimated 4% of the population share this:

“INFPs are usually talented writers. They may be awkard and uncomfortable with expressing themselves verbally, but have a wonderful ability to define and express what they’re feeling on paper.”

5) Speaking of Myers-Briggs, were they some sort of sorcerers? How do they know so much about me?

6) Note to self: Take the Big Five Personality test (considered more accurate and reliable than my pet test, Myers-Briggs) for comparison. I predict I score high on conscientiousness. I wish more people scored high on conscientiousness.

7) Is anyone reading this even remotely interested in personality tests? Unlikely.

8 ) If I’m approximately 80% more productive when I work before 8:00 a.m., why can I not get out of bed earlier every day knowing the payoff is totally worth it.

9) Evan is going to have a sound wave treatment for kidney stones. He lays on a special pad that sends sound waves through is body, which will hopefully bust up two of the stones. I think this treatment HAS TO BE from the future. I imagine George Jetson will be administering the procedure.

10) On my front patio there is a peony bush in full bloom, along with wisteria climbing our pergola that is blooming. I am absolutely stunned that something we planted is not only not dead, but is thriving. Spring blessings.