You are Captain Malcolm Reynolds, aka. Mal or
Captain Tightpants. You saw most of your men
die in a war you lost and now you seek solitude
with a small crew that you are fiercely devoted
to. You have no problems being naked.
|Choose a band/artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band:||The Indigo Girls|
|Are you male or female:||Jonas and Ezekiel|
|Describe yourself:||Language or the Kiss|
|How do some people feel about you:||You and Me of the 10,000 Wars|
|How do you feel about yourself:||Galileo|
|Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend:||Don’t Give that Girl a Gun|
|Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend:||Power of Two|
|Describe where you want to be:||Land of Canaan|
|Describe what you want to be:||Closer to Fine|
|Describe how you live:||Get Out the Map|
|Describe how you love:||Love’s Recovery|
|Share a few words of wisdom||Love will come to you|
It’s been an OK day, but not spectactular. Mostly I’ve talked to , gone to church (Episcopalian), wrote a dozen lines of the Epic, and filled out three memes. Not very busy. and I typed at each other just before lunch, and took five kids to K-Mart for 45 minutes so I could do grocery shopping and they could get junk food.
Exchanged e-mails with Julie Woods; she wants me to write a piece about the Tsunami, essentially calling upon the gods not to visit us with this sort of disaster again any time soon. She actually wanted me to do more than that, but I kinda begged off, saying that I was busy enough as it is. Though I don’t really feel very busy right now, actually. For them what don’t know, Julie runs a musicians’-activism-food-bank program called Fans with Cans. She’s getting all worked up about ways to connect her work with the tsunami victims. I applaud her efforts, while hoping at the same time that the effort will not overwhelm her.