Under and Over with Denise Rossetti

You are driving down the road in your car on a wild, stormy night, when you pass by a bus stop and you see three people waiting for the bus:

1. An old lady who looks as if she is about to die.

2. An old friend who once saved your life.

3. The perfect partner you have been dreaming about.

Which one would you choose to offer a ride to, knowing that there could only be one passenger in your car?

This is a moral/ethical dilemma that was once actually used as part of a job application.

Wait for it… Wait for it…

You could pick up the old lady, because she is going to die, and thus you should save her first.

Or you could take the old friend because he once saved your life, and this would be the perfect chance to pay him back.

However, you may never be able to find your perfect mate again.

The candidate who was hired (out of 200 applicants) had no trouble coming up with his answer.

He simply answered: ‘I would give the car keys to my old friend and let him take the lady to the hospital. I would stay  behind and wait for the bus with the partner of my dreams.’

Sometimes, we gain more if we are able to give up our stubborn thought limitations. Never forget to ‘Think Outside of the Box.’

Yeah, right. Stuff like this makes me want to reach for the nearest bucket. Talk about smartarsery! I much prefer this answer…

HOWEVER…., The correct answer is to run the old lady over and put her out of her misery, have sex with the perfect partner on the hood of the car, then drive off with the old friend for a few beers.

Doncha love happy endings?

Off to Perth at some ungodly hour in the morning for the Romance Writers of Australia Roadshow, then on to Broome. Pearls and diamonds…oooh, yeah! More later.

I’ve been playing online Boggle for some months now - and guess what? I’m lousy at it. Downright terrible, useless. I keep trying, but I’ve only improved marginally. I think I’m addicted. *sigh*

If you’ve never played, the idea is to find words among the letters - forwards, backwards, diagonally, up and down - it doesn’t matter as long as you can form a word.

Here’s the site, it’s called Wordtwist. I play the 5 X 5 board. You get three minutes to type in words that must have at least four letters.

I think I’m insulted. I’m supposed to be good at words, right? HAH! I’m not. I can hardly get out of the “very low” range. The couple of times I hit “average” I went on a chocolate binge to celebrate. Part of the problem is that I’m a fumble-fingered non-typist and you only get three minutes. But I still can’t believe the high scores. *grumble* On bad days, I wonder if such super-bogglers even exist.

I tell myself it’s more to do with patterns and spatial ability - not my strong point - than vocabulary. But…oh dear!

You have a try. It’s absolutely free. You can even get an account. Here’s the link to the Wordtwist site and here’s the link to the 5 X 5 board I play. Let me know how you get on, okay? WARNING: This is the biggest time-waster known to woman. Guess what I’m doing instead of my revisions?   *rolls eyes*

I can never find any of the lids to my Tupperware containers. Yes, they live in a cupboard, but it’s a low corner cupboard and I have to bend right down to peer into it.  Therefore, I can NEVER seem to find the square lid that I need for the square container - only the round one. I’m convinced those pesky lids go skipping off somewhere like teeny-weeny flying saucers. 

So here’s an interesting scientific study on where Tupperware lids get to.  Don’t miss the most gorgeous video of a puppy playing with Tupperware too. Scroll down a tad.

We all know I’m the Queen of Procrastination ruling over the Land of Clutter - because I say so frequently. But is it only me? When you open the cupboard door, do your lids line up like soldiers and salute?.

From today, I’ll be trying a new type of post on the blog - short, cute and quirky. As you may have noticed, I’m finding it harder to write longer posts as frequently as I would like. It’s not a Good Thing for the posts to come further and fuuuuuurther apart, is it?

On the other hand, it’s also not a Good Thing for me to skimp on my real job - which is writing the best books I can for you to read. Is it?

So I’ll be trying to blog every couple of days, even if the post is a minimum - a joke, a picture, a link to something interesting. But because I can’t resist talking to you about ideas and interesting stuff and Life In General, I will still be writing longer posts, but I’ll be popping in the other bits and pieces to keep you amused in the meantime.

Here we go - one cute and one quirky (C&Q). You guess which is which.

The first “Testicular Guard” was used in cricket in 1874.

The first helmet was used in 1974.

It took 100 years for men to realize that the brain is also important.

 BTW, you’re welcome to send me C&Q (cute and quirky) fodder.

I’m spending today in my pyjamas. Isn’t that decadent? Isn’t it WONDERFUL?

It’s Saturday, so wotthehell, hey?

There’s something so completely slobby about it - so indulgent. Kind of like wagging school to go play down by the creek when you’re a kid. A bit naughty. I still have a trailing sense of that warm, cuddly, comfy-bed feeling that comes from a good night’s sleep. Not to mention, I have purple bed socks. *grin* That’s because my extremities tend to chill out, all by themselves. (But I’m not as cute as this little person!)

Imagine me shuffling about the house, with my hair standing on end, drinking endless cups of tea and finally settling down to do my revisions on Thief of Light. I may wrap up in my full length, soft blue dressing gown with the moon and stars on it - even my Ugh boots of it gets cooler later.

All I need is the cat in my lap. (Shouldn’t be a problem. He adores my dressing gown.)

Do you like to spend the day in your PJs? I know some people simply can’t bear it? Do you feel guilty? Or just plain relaxed and loosened up?

BTW, if you’ve been wondering where I’ve been, my sincere apologies. DD downloaded the latest episode of Dollhouse or something and blew our Net quota for the month a week ago. We’ve been down to dial-up speed ever since - too slow for posting on the blog. Don’t you hate that? I’d forgotten how sloooow dial-up is.  If she does it again, I’m putting her stuff on the footpath and changing the locks.