i think i love you, isn’t that what life is made of, though it worries me to say, that i never felt this way (harpsichord interlude)
If you’re on facebook (friend me!!, see the icon in header, above), maybe you’ve encountered those crazy quizzes — what’s your soap opera name, what jewel are you, etc. I look at them now and then, as a psychologist, to see what ideas are underlying the questions, how they’d factor out. [nerd] This morning, a friend on my facebook wall took one called “What’s your hippy name” and I checked it out. This time, I even took it for a laugh. I’ve spent the entire morning cleaning out my closets and drawers, organizing for spring and my new interest in taking care of myself. Here’s what I got in the quiz:
Your hippy name is Phoenix: you’re deep red. Like a sunset. You are passionate. You put a lot of effort into everything you do and are an extremely caring person. You tend to put others ahead of yourself and would sacrifice a lot if need be. Sometimes you lose sight of yourself while helping others. You are artistic. You love to create and are disappointed when people ask you to do things which you reveal as mundane. You can be pretentious at times but are mostly helpful.
Well, like any of these kinds of things (including horoscopes), it’s easy to say yeah! yeah, that’s so me! to some of it, and wince at the rest. Pretentious? I don’t really think that’s true of me, but maybe I’d be the last to know. 
Still. My friend’s hippy name was Astrid. It feels timely and apt for me that my hippy name is Phoenix. I like it, maybe I’ll adopt it as a pen name for a while.
Here are some random things I’ve collected for you over the last couple of days:
i opened my bookmarked weather page, nothing unusual, it's exactly what I do several times a day, but this time some of it was in FRENCH!! I love a little pluie as much as the next girl, but what was this about?! and only bits were in French. hmm.
you've GOT to be kidding me. This was on the front page of the NYTimes. Maybe I won't pay for online access after all. was it a joke?
look at this AMAZING quilt by Carol Taylor, called Transitions. Stunning.
The sky is gray, the air is cool (which is great, because the furnace is blasting hounds of hell heat….when is the super turning off the heat, for god’s sake!), and it’s going to rain today. But I’m happy, and I hope you are too! Happy Saturday, y’all.
my NY age is 28? REALLY? (said the 51-year old woman)
No one ever believes me when I say I’m 51. I know, that’s true for nearly everyone, whatever their age. But it’s one reason I don’t mind being 51 – the buggy-eyed response, the NO WAY, the “your kids are how old?” I think if people had no reaction at all when I gave my age, I might not like being 51 quite as much.
I started college when I was 36, graduate school when I was 40, and I finished my PhD when I was 45. What this means is that I spent the bulk of my middle years among people who were considerably younger than me. I thought we were the same, and it usually took a reflective surface to remind me that they probably didn’t. Still, I think it’s one situational reason I’m kind of young for my age, whatever the hell that means.
But I wasn’t prepared for this:
My New York age is “28″
This New York age puts you-generally speaking-into the young category. That’s what you were hoping for, right? Run and tell your friends. Then get drunk (as usual). Then sleep it off. Then pop an Adderall. Then come back and consider experimenting with a more mature type of New York life (just once in a while). Have you ever been to the Village Vanguard or the Living Theatre? Eaten at Elaine’s? Taken a date to Michael Feinstein? Before you laugh, check ‘em out and see what old-school NYC experiences you can add to the new.
What’s your New York age? Take the Time Out New York quiz and find out!
And I answered each question absolutely honestly. Which means I said I don’t even remember the last time I was out until 4am. For example. I get my caffeine from coffee (not cocaine). And still, at the end, I’m a 28-year old NYer.
Who knits a whole lot. They didn’t ask me about that one.
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