Fat pink buds. Old roses for example.

Adore Breaking Bad, but for sentimental reasons I have to say Mad Men. The first season DVDs provided good company for a girl in a cast sitting in a wheelchair.

Sleep as necessary, have company the rest of the time. Maybe play games as a 1) social 2) distraction.

Self-possession.

Black. (sigh)

Good food made quickly is fine. If nothing else is available or I'm really homesick while out of the country, I may avail myself of "fast food". I may go induce later.

The concepts of evolution. For instance, it's not about progress. Evolution is merely adaptation to changing conditions, whatever they are. Survivors are lucky, not necessarily more fit or more deserving. And it's not about surviving entirely. It's about surviving long enough to pass along genes. So enjoy life. Laugh a little.

I could say my ability to deeply trust but that's not unique. The most recent things stolen were my Graebel boxes. In the last move, the United Van Lines movers took my carefully saved Graebel Van Lines boxes from my storage and put them in the truck. Poof. Gone. They gave me new boxes to replace them but they aren't fabulous.

No. People in the past, as part of their daily lives, used their bodies more than I do and they weren't athlethic either. We're a bunch of wussies.

The inclination of the general population to believe that everyone is reasonably intelligent and willing to learn. The resulting sense of humor and overall curiosity. If only the winters weren't so horrible - that's the filter. Ya gotta really want to be there.

I say stupid things. I wrote a picture book about it once and gave it to him. He loved it.

In good weather, a hike, perferably where the trail is made of rocks and dirt. In inclement weather, almost any museum will do the trick. A movie is a standard.

It doesn't feel like an intuitive tool yet. The parts generally require learning and as such are more imposition than advantage.

I find that I think too much about who I want to share what content with. And often I don't think of sharing by layers or colors or even time or place where I associate my people. I share more personally, which means circles aren't going to work entirely. Don't have the answer - I'm sure those smart Google people will figure this stuff out eventually.

No. Morals and values are culturally defined, and religion is an institution within cultures. That is, the purpose of social institutions is to provide structures for us to act within, to provide a framwork of thought. Religion is codified myths, stories that encompass the beliefs a culture holds dear about itself. But morals and values are about how we function in society: whether and how we will be barbarians or "civilized".

Fact is, we humans want to believe in our myths, which offer comfort in times of duress and gratitude. Culture is meaning, and religion is a dimension of that meaning that surpasses ordinary history.

That means religion could be godless. But believing in divine humans has a very long past. We like our statues and our songs/chants and our choreography.

I grew up in a strongly Protestant home, and yet at age 15 I realized I wasn't even Christian. I converted to Judaism, clear in my mind for the values and intellectual rigor and not so much for the Moses stories. The deli food and humor are plusses. I wish I had been raised a Jew.

Still? I finally just looked up how to do it. It'll take practice to remember which defeats which.

Swinging. Too bad swings these days are only available to those with back yards and big trees.

Not everything. Usually when this proposition is offered it refers to events apparently unexplainable and so we accept this easy out that some unseen force causes occurances for fun or profit.

Fact is, many things that happen just happen. There is no intent. Some ill events are just that - shit. One can look for a silver lining to mitigate the damage, but that didn't happen for a reason. That's where Nietzsche says what doesn't kill us makes us stronger. Screw that, I say. Battered long and hard enough, any being is bound to see diminishing returns until there are no positive returns, only bitterness and dread.

Conversely, some fall into lives of fortune for no apparent reason. They exhibit no virtues or promise beyond others. And yet they often come to believe in their own PR, thinkng that the less fortunate are for a "reason" less "blessed".

A setback or disaster that destroys lives and cultures defies reason. To enbrace that fairytale is to be comfortably but character-degradingly deluded.

Fortune comes to those who are prepared. Opportunity can be recognized and exploited when those conditions are being sought and resources are ready. Throw in massive serendipity and you have your "reason" for good fortune.

Scooby-Doo immediately comes to mind, but that might be because it has had a higher profile in recent years than other shows. I would have liked The Jetsons even more if it had played out the prognostications about the future better, instead of being mostly a Bewitched/I Dream of Jeanne sort of sitcom. In the end, I was and am a Bugs Bunny and Roadrunner kid.

That show with Witchy-poo bothered me. So contrite. Pee-Wee's Playhouse years later was a much better live-action with cartoons show.

Getting married. Still like the concept but that risk was ill-conceived.

I feel bad about it so don't rub it in. No. I am not. Someone can have my organs when I'm done with them if they're still worthy.

Months in the hospital as an 8 year old turned me off of needles for a lifetime. For a procedure that would be outpatient surgery today. Get over it? Well, in a way I have. Nobody can't duck needles entirely. Maybe if those folks a long time ago had been a little more sensitive to a child in an ugly, advocate-free clinical institution, facing exploratory surgery requiring months of recovery, things would be different.

I'm just fine now. But I'm not staying hooked up to apparati a moment longer than necessary.