How Evil am I?

I call myself the Evil Art Teacher so I have a little latitude when the class discipline thing comes around (I truly hate that part of my job. I'm thrilled to be more specific, and can now inform the littles that I'm only 1/3 evil.

You Are 34% Evil

A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well.In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.

http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/">How Evil Are You?

Let's get to know each other....

I've got a pretty sick young man draped in my bed with the requisite cold washcloth and ibuprofen who's finally gotten to sleep. Perfect time to visit blogs and links, and found this on one of my favourites - Out of Lascaux.



What do you think about Ouija boards?
I don't. I've often wondered what the future held for those suffering from poor spelling or the shakes.

Your favorite TV shows?
Just got turned onto House, still enjoy ER, and CSI (Vegas). I'd be a happy camper if Who's Line is it Anyway was back on the air, and always enjoy a howl with any of the BBC sitcoms.

Favorite Board Game?
Trivial Pursuit

Favorite Magazine?
Scholastic's ART

Favorite smells
Gasoline, oil paints, and play-dough.

Worst feeling in the world?
Losing my parents.

Best feeling in the world?
Skiing well on a brilliant blue day that's warm to make a hat redundant.

Favorite Soundtrack?
My Fair Lady

What is the first thing you think when you wake in the morning?
Is it Saturday yet?

Roller coaster - scary or exciting?
Both - heavy on the scary side, though.

How many rings before you answer the phone?
Depends what I trip over - otherwise as few rings as possible. The dog will will start to howl when the answering machine goes on.

Favorite foods
Almost anything Middle Eastern; wonton soup; and poutine (not all at once....)

Chocolate or vanilla?
Really expensive, dark bitter chocolate, unadorned.

Do you like to drive?
Not really, but I DO love my car.

Storms - cool or scary?
Really cool. Blizzards? Not so much.

What type was your first car?
My husband bought me a silver Dodge Colt, which I blew the motor out of. I was well into my thirties by then. I enjoyed 3 different Colts until a fender bender totalled the car. Now I drive a big mother.

Favorite alcoholic drink?
Australian red wine

What is your zodiac sign?
Libra

Who is your favorite poet?
Bob Dylan and Leonard Cohen are poets as far as I'm concerned.

Do you eat the stems of broccoli?
I really don't like brocolli and only eat it when I have to.

If you could have any job you wanted, what would it be? The one I have now is pretty good, but I'd love it if a great big mining company would hire me to paint pictures of their properties (which, of course, I would have to travel the world for) for their boardrooms.

If you could dye your hair any color, what would it be?
Red...an auburn or strawberry blonde - the colour I grew up with before the blonde darkened to brown, and the silver threads began. It's au naturel at the moment, waiting for a decision on how grey I want to get first.

Is the glass half empty or half full?
Both. Work with that one.

What is your favorite Snapple?
I've seen Snapples...

Favorite movies?
Anything with Johnny Depp in it

Are you a lefty, righty, or ambidextrous?
Righty.

Do you type with your fingers on the proper keys?
Nope

What is your favorite number?
6

Favorite sport to watch?
I used to like basketball and hockey, but they truly are the most fun live. Car racing (Formula One or NASCAR) on the idiot box.

Favorite quote?
In Vino Veritas

My Fellow Canadians....

This came through my email today, and large chunks of this rant hit home (mostly the tax stuff)so I'd thought I'd share this. I don't think our national "identity" is about who we ARE, but more who we're NOT. It's the little kid in us reacting to the really big, powerful and wealthy guy next door.

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My name is Norm and I AM CANADIAN.

I am a minority in Vancouver, Toronto and every casino in this country.

I was born in 1958, yet I am responsible for some FIRST NATIONS PEOPLE BEING SCREWED OUT OF THEIR LAND in the 1700's.

I pay import tax on cars made in Ontario.I am allowed to skydive and smoke, but not allowed to drive without a seat belt.

All the money I make until mid July must go to paying taxes.

I live and work among people who believe Americans are ignorant.These same people cannot name this country's new territory.

Although I am sometimes forced to live on Kraft dinner and don't have a pot to piss in, I sleep well knowing that my taxes helped purchase a nice six figure home in Vancouver for some unskilled refugee.

Although they are unpatriotic and constantly try to separate, Quebec Still provides my nation's prime ministers.

95% of my nation's international conflicts are over fish.

I'm supposed to call black people African Canadians, although I'm sure none of them have ever been to Africa, or east of Halifax for that matter.

I believe that paying a 200% tax on alcohol is fair.I believe that the same tax on gasoline is also fair.

Even if I have no idea what happened to that old rifle my grandfather gave me when I was 14, I will be considered a criminal if I don't register it.


I believe spending $15 billion to promote the French language in the rest of Canada is fair when the province of Quebec doesn't support or recognize the English language.

I believe that paying $30 million for 3 Stripes ("The Voice of Fire "painting in Ottawa) by the National Art Gallery was a good purchase,Even though 99% of this country didn't want it or will ever see it.

(Actually, it was only $1.7 million, but this isn't my rant)

When I look at my pay stub and realize that I take home a third of what I actually make, I say "Oh well, at least we have better health care than the Americans."

(That's arguable - what gets me was when the previous PM said there was nothing broken about our health care system while he sneaks off to the MAYO Clinic in the States for his own health.)

I must bail out farmers when their crops are too wet or too dry because I control the rain.

My national anthem has versions in both Official languages and I don't know either of them.

Canada is the highest taxed nation in North America, the biggest Military buffer for the United States, and the number one destination for fleeing terrorists.

I am not an angry white male. I am an angry taxpayer who is just broke.
My name is Norm, and I am Canadian.