the pomegranate tiger

Here is something fun and entertaining to try. It's a blog idea I got from Joy's Updates . She got it from Chris who, in turn, got it from someone else. It's called Answers in Pictures . Here's how it works: 1. Go to www.photobucket.com 2. Answer the questions below 3. Type your answers into the Photobucket “search” box 4. Use only the first page of results to choose your picture 5. Insert the pictures and questions into your Blog Here goes: Who is your favourite band/artist? What is your favourite movie? (I don't have one particular favourite. This is only one of many I like.) What kind of pet do you have? (I don't have a pet. Even non-answers came up with pictures!) Where do you live? Where do you work? What do you look like? (I kept getting "no matches" to my first few answers. Finally settled for this one.) What kind of car do you drive? (I don't have a car, but I get to drive my husband's.) What is your favourite TV show? Descr...

(Look -> here When we were wee , life was like a chocolate sundae. Sweet, yummy and blissful. Perhaps I should say blissed out. Because I don't think childhood is rooted much in reality. At least, not the adult version of reality. Fantasy was a mainstay of my childhood. Bedtime stories allowed my imagination to sprout wings and fuelled inspiration for secret identities where I could be the wicked stepmother or monster one moment and hero the next. No masks necessary. I always met bedtime with anticipation . Bed was a place to go on a dream journey – destination ; unknown. The following morning, I'd sit in the kitchen where I regaled the family with another new tale. These stories always troubled my grandmother. They gave her goosebumps because according to her old-world superstition , she believed that retelling dreams was like bringing a fortune cookie to life. It would bring both punishment and reward , but most likely the former. A powerful ...

I have an unexpected "work at home day" today, so I've been trying to make the most of it by taking forays into the blogosphere in between my real (making money for vacations) work. Along the way, I came across some interesting sites. The first one came via the Sunday Scribblings prompt this week and smtwngrl's post on her blog, - Writing: My Life - that led me to a post on her sidebar about Daylight Savings Time - that came from a writing prompt on * First 50 Words * Somehow, today's prompt of "Arrogance" was irresistible and I had to jump right in with my own response . Ever in need of creative inspiration, I have duly bookmarked the site. The second site that I've bookmarked (but I'm not sure will be a keeper) came via a post on The Boomer Chronicles about a new site called wowOwow . WowOwow launched this past weekend on International Women's Day. According to a New York Times article , it's supposed to be a site by and for women ...

Methodology: Six billion people Randomly placed on Land masses Separated by Mountains, rivers, oceans and Ideologies Allow movement and contact. Variables: Leadership Religion Political beliefs Difficult to control Ever changing Observations: One: Fear, hostility, aggression Two: Curiosity, compromise, sharing, strength Results: One: War Two: Peace This bears further investigation. Notably: can the results be skewed to favour War or Peace by the introduction of other variables. A Sunday Scribblings post

(Another Encylopedia of Me blog) J is for July -- the month I was married thirty-five years ago It was two months after I graduated university and one month before I got my first full-time job as a public health nurse. At the time, I had no idea the depth and breadth of my ignorance. I thought I did, but I didn't. K is for Kindness -- One of the qualities I value most in others -- along with sincerity, honesty and strength without bravado L is for Lee - my maiden name (The word maiden sounds so anachronistic. Is there any such thing as a maiden anymore?). It's the name I use for my writing and for my online presence. In Chinese writing, Lee looks like this: or more traditionally, L is also for Luna , my mother’s name (a loose phonetic translation from her Chinese name of Lahn Oy). Hence, she had the initials L.L. – just like many of the female characters in Superman (Lois Lane, Lana Lang, Linda Lee, Lori Lemaris, Lara Lor-van. . .). I know this because I used t...