Interview meme

fearsclave asked:

1) What have you named your worms?

As yet, I call them only "Worms" or "Wormses." As in "All right, Wormses, come and get it!" when I feed them. There are 800+ of them in there, and I can't actually see them as they're below the surface of the soil, which makes it hard to name them.

If I could get away with it, I'd probably come up with names for them. :)

2) What's your role in the party?

I'm usually the reluctant Voice of Reason/healer in the party. I don't like to lead or to be the one responsible for decision-making, but people tend to look to me by default to take the lead if no one wants it.

3) Describe your ideal life in five years; where would you like to be and what would you like to be doing?

In five years I will be living in my own house, somewhere in the country (looks like Alexandria or thereabouts, since that's where I have friends/people/extended family). I will have a rabbit hutch and a hen coop, and with any luck will have found a steady job somewhere nearby so that I don't have to commute to Montreal every day. If I'm really lucky, the job will be dispatcher for the local OPP.

Heck, as long as I'm dreaming in technicolour, I may as well stick a lovely and loving wife in there in the bargain. :)

4) How would you go about saving humanity from itself?

If I figure that out, I'll let you know. Right now my gut tells me that we need a combination of grassroots movements (let people figure out for themselves that they need to change and change Right Now), and widespread governmental programs to enable people to help themselves as well, and to force huge corporations and multinationals to turn away from the worship of Mammon and to realize that they're destroying themselves as well as the world on which they depend.

5) Have you ever thought about having kids?

Frequently. If there ever comes a time when I am financially secure and have a home that's not a one-bedroom apartment in the middle of a big city, I would like to have children. Actually, I have long given considerable thought to fostering children. Before I was adopted I lived in a foster home with a lady who'd made fostering her life-long commitment to society (a promise she'd made to God when one of her own children recovered from cancer, I believe), and I would love to keep the cycle going.

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A few things before bed

I went shopping at Loblaws yesterday.

1- Food is becoming stupidly expensive. I categorically refuse to spend $6.00 on American broccoli. Broccoli is not worth $6.00. I am going to go to my local fruit & veggies store and see if theirs is cheaper (and hopefully locally-grown!).

I am looking at the food I eat lately, in terms of how far it's had to travel to get to me, and it makes the mind boggle. Does anyone out there know of a good book which can tell me what kind of fruits (apart from apples) are grown locally? What the hell did people do before oranges and lemons were consistently available in cold climates?

Anyway.

2- I brought my two eco-bags with me, and am pleased to report that all my shopping fit in them, apart from potatoes, cat litter and cat food, for which I didn't use bags at all. Normally that would have taken at least six or seven plastic bags (and if I'd put the big stuff in bags too, it'd be more like twenty bags!).

More on this later. I am working out a plan in my head to get my grocery shopping done entirely without the use of a gasoline-dependent machine. However, I'm not there yet.

3- People are, fundamentally, pretty okay. I was trying to get the cat litter off a high shelf, and since it was almost all gone, the containers were wedged way at the back of the shelf. I am not short (5'7" which is the national average for women my age), but my fingers didn't *quite* reach that far. So I asked a woman taller than I if she could bring down a container for me, and she complied, although she looked a bit bemused. It was nice. :)

4- I bought a pot roast. They were on sale for something like $1.99 a pound. Tomorrow I shall stick it in my slow-cooker, or something like that, and have a lovely meal. Several lovely meals, more like.

Now I am off to bed. I've been getting to sleep far too late, these days.