At The Same Time – If Ever – Never, Nev-ah, Nev-ahhhhhh!

Okay, Better Now.

“Octubre. Oktober. Ottobre.”

In Any Language – Spell It However Y’all Like – The Big Oh’ber Is A Cool Freakin’ Month. Inarguably, Better Than Whiny Pants February, A Month Clearly Without Friends, And If Not For Fakey, Flakey, Needy Valentine’s Day, Loveless For 28 (Or 29) Cold Ass Days.


Mostly, Orangey N’ Pumpkin Themes On The Fall Before Wintertime Sets In With Its Constant Snowy Companion – Frozen White Stuff – Which Is Just Pretty Rain That’s Been Properly Chilled And Given A Makeover For The Big Reveal.

Octo-A-Go-Go Is The Month Of Transitional Weather On My Patch Of Paradise – 4 Distinct Seasons As The Universe And Its Divine Maker Intended – A Variety/Pleasure Pack Of Mother Earth’s Quarterly Changing Positions With The Sun, Giving Solstice’s And Equinox’s Equal Play Time On The Climate Charts.

And Mostly, Where Farmers Get Their Goof On With The Almanac And Sniff The Air For I Haven’t A Clue. Also, Thank You, Every Farmer Who Has Ever Lived.

“Does Anyone Read The Old Farmer’s Almanac Any More?”


Here’s A Few Of My Fav’s:

There’s The Canadian Thanksgiving – Family Turkey/Tofurky Talk – He/Shenanigans At The Table … Dumb Debates Over Stuffing … The Heresy Of Canned Cranberry Sauce?

The Second Of My Semi-Annual Birthdays: April Is The First. But, You Knew That Even When You Pretend To Ignore It Like The Situation Of 8 Days Ago. I’m So Over The Snub 🙂

“Hallowe’en, Perhaps Not This Year, Little Darlings. Boo-Hoo, Really?”

You’re Welcome – Thank Me In 10 Years Or Less – Screw Tooth Decay, Too. This Message Was Not Brought To You By Your Local DDS Or The Makers Of Sugary Shit.


I Adore …

Nearly As Much As …

Leaf Fights In The Yard.

“I Prefer Dry Leaves Over Wet Leaves, But Not By So Much I’d Have To Mention It In A Blog Post – Still – Wet Leaves Clinging To My Car’s Windshield Is A Necessary Rite Of Passage. Getting Stuck Under The Wiper Causing Smear Streaks, Not As Much Love …”


Here’s A Kind Public Service Announcement For Blow-Hard, Lazy Bastards Living On My Street:

“Please Stop Blowing Your Leaves With A Leaf Blower – Pick Up A Rake, Daisy – Or Call Me. I’ll Send In Reinforcements. I Have Leaf Conservationists Standing By. Ready To Pull. Pull. Pull. Also, Yeah, You Need The Exercise … That’s How.”

Simple: Scoop & Drop Into A Recycled Paper Bag The Size Of A Small Meteor. Off To The Compost.

Also, Please Don’t Burn A Mound Of Dry Leaves Like Someone I’m – Sort Of, Not By Choice … – Related To, And Burn Down Your Backyard And Half Of Both Neighbor’s Wooden Fences, Plus The North End Of Toronto Endangering 6.5 Million Torontonians. Just. Don’t.


Growing Wild On The Old Streets Of Toronto …

Black, Grey And Brindle Squirrels (Hey, Isn’t That Just A Big Chipmunk?). Little Nutty-Breathed Rodents With Furry Plume Tails Running Across Telephone Lines.

“The 9th Most Amazing Damn Thing In The Animal Kingdom?: Canada Geese Flying In Formation – Don’t Think So – You Try It With 18 Of Your Besties?”

Infatuated By Cold Rain – Real, Purposeful Rain That Drops Hard, Puddles-Ups, Gets Me Properly Soaked And Miserable The Way Nature Intended – Not Drizzly Mist That Can’t Make Up Its Wussy Mind …


Everywhere My Mouth Is …

And, Now, Because I Believe I Make A Pretty Decent Apply Crumble – Apple Crisp – Apple Mess, I Can Wax Poetic About Cinnamon, Toasted Oats And Brown Sugar.

“Ooey. Gooey. Goodness.”

Forget About What I Said About Tooth Decay.

That Was For Kids, Silly Rabbit.


The Perfect Time When Layered Clothing – Perhaps, With The Exception Underwear – Is The Thing.

Tweeds. Corduroys. Wool.

Because Chocolate Brown Looks Effing Awesome With Burgundy

“70’s Plaid Anything.”


Autumn Is Everything Spring Promises …

But Doesn’t Follow Through On – Yep – I Just Dissed On Spring.

Spring Romance? Sure, Love Buds In April; The Obvious Starter To The Good & Plenty Heart Of The Story.

“C’mon Now – Fall Is Where Magic Blooms – Hearts Are Warmed.”


My Blessed Little October – Trolling Past The Halfway Mark With Two Weeks Left – Has Got Me Funk’d Down And All The Way Out.

So, I’m Calling It – The Month Of October In 2020 – To Be Done … Skedaddle From Today Onward – For The Next 15 Days – I’m Changing The Date On My Calendar.

Today Is -15 November. Tomorrow -14 November. Sunday -13 November.

“That’s 45 Blissful Days Of November For Math Junkies.”


I’m Timing Out – Bailing On My Favorite Month (Like It Was Late March And No One Was Paying Attention) – Chucking In The Pumpkin-Spiced Hand Towel.

No More Pinches Of Nutmeg & Cinnamon Sticks To Swirl Me Around. Damn It, Rum Toddy’s Are Just On The Horizon.

I’m Skipping Ahead To November – The Month Of The Dead – The 1st Is All Saints’ Day And The Second All Souls’ Day. That’s How Much I Want Out Of This Month …

” … The Passing Of A Dear Old Friend … The Pain Of A Child In Need That Strains My Limitations As A Parent … Or, Is The Lapsed ‘Was I Ever A Boy Romantic?’ In Me … Anxious For A Drive In The Country To A Farmer’s Market Today … Ought To Make Some Of It Better. Bearable.”


For Once …

I Can Wait.

Take Your Time And The Ugly Bug You Brought With You.

“Winter – Shhhhhhh – Not Now … I’ll Let You Know When I’m Ready For The Turtle Neck.”

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Then It Broke Me …


Where True Pain Searches For Comfort Under The Weight Of Unbearable Loss.

It Hit Me A Couple Hours Later: My Soul Folded, Emotions Collapsed Onto Me, My Heart Buckled, Losing Composure And The Feigned Strength Of A Man Weakened, Escaped … As I Read His Message Posted Days Earlier – Knowing He Was Gone, Gone, Gone …

Forty-Four Years Of Friendship? Its Not Enough, Father. Still, Thank You, For Him. For Life Back Then – Memories Of Back When – For The Moments Now, And For Those That’ll Never Come.

Peace Be With You, Dear MB – Love You, Always Have, You Were Right Back In Time About The Day That Came Too Soon … Painfully More In Absentia – Brother-My-Brother …

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The Hurr(a)y Up & Wait, What Just Happened?


I’m Not Quite Sure “How This Cluster-Dump-It-On-Mick” Situation Came To Be …

Specifically, How-In-The-Everglades I Inherited The Honor And Implied Obligation Of Hosting Thanksgiving Dinner Today, Because Antsy-Pants Canadians Need To Do This Charade On The Second Monday Of October Getting A Sizeable Jump – International Bragging Rights – On Their American Cousins South Of The Border By 45 Days.

I’d Like To See A Saw-Off And Both Countries Come Up With A Mediated Settlement Of Joint Turkey/Tofurky Holidays On Or Around The Half Way Point.

“Oooopsy – That’s Halloween On October 31 – Scrap That Idea, Darling.”


Hey, I Know … It’s The Worst Kept Secret Since My Half-Year (Annual 0.5’er) Extravaganza Last April – Has Seen At Least Three Different Itineraries Planned And Pooped Out.

I Can Point Fingers At My Immediate Family; However, They’re Not Entirely Receptive To The Idea Of Blame, And The Fleshy Digits Will Inevitably Lead Back To Me – My Big Mouth – And The Voluntary Sucker For Self-Flagellation In The Kitchen.

“In The Interim, I’ve Been Ornery As One Can Be, Being Laid Up From My Allegiance To Quasi-Vaxxy-Friendliness, I Confess …”

I Was Pricked Twice By Nurse Smiley On Thursday For Vaccinations Meant To Ward Off Hepatitis A & Hepatitis B (Twinrix) And Shingles (Shingrix) – So, My Plans To Spend A Night Away Got Quashed In The Scrotum And Other Areas Of The Under Carriage, Because The Side Affects Of Two Shots To My Shoulders Left Me Feeling Uneasy Queasy.


Are Converging On The Grotto At 4 PM …

In An Couple Of Minutes I’ll Be At The Kitchen … Spotify On … Looking For My Mind And Where To Begin To Unravel The Royal Heap Of Non-Prepared Food Stuff In Front Of Me: Contemplating A Massive Smoked Ham (Bone In) And Turkey (Boneless – New To Me – Didn’t Know A Certain Flock Of Turkey’s Are Born Sans Bones, But That’s The Beauty Of Science, Sorcery And Cookery).

And Their Friendly Side Kicks: Potatoes (Mashed, Skins On) – Roasted Brussel Sprouts (Flown In Direct From Belgium) And Tre-Colored Carrots (Orange, Yellow And Let’s Go With Purple) – Mixed Salad – And Assorted Why Bother? Accoutrements (Stuffing, Cranberry Sause, Yadacetera). Plus, Whatever Desserts The Lads Are Bringing. I’ve Probably Missed A Few Items.

“Regret Comes To Mind – I’m Wiped Already – Here’s A Smile.”

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Want to Get the Ultimate Handwritten Set of Thank You Notes? — Borden’s Blather

Then you’ve come to the right place. I first wrote about the wonderful non-profit organization, DonorsChoose, over five years ago. In fact, it is one of the posts that were part of my initial foray into blogging through a 30-day challenge. Here is a bit of an excerpt from that post: Imagine making a donation […]

Want to Get the Ultimate Handwritten Set of Thank You Notes? — Borden’s Blather

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“Writer Of Words, Etc.”



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What’s The Question?


I’ve Given The Correct Answers Below … 

“Yes, They’re Arbitrary.  Despotic, C’mon Now Don’t Be Like That?  Random Enough.”

Your Turn To Be The Q.

… Shouldn’t Be Hard.  G’Head, Don’t Be Shy.  … Ask The Questions Like No One’s Reading?



“… Because It Felt Good At The Time, That’s Why.”


” … Anyway, I Didn’t Know The Guy Was A Real Cop.”


” … True.”


” … Because I Thought This Stuff Stayed In Vegas.”


“… I Swear It Looked Ripe To Me.”


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Awesome Blogger Award


For This Wonderful Accolade And Nomination … 

Sovely Is The Creative Soul Of MurmelMeister.

“A Blog So Passionately Crafted To Reward The Reader With Blossoms Of Love, Music, Poetry, Soul Food … Infused With An Unfettered Awakening And Celebration Of The True Human Spirit.”

So, There’s A Sunshine, Liebster, Special, Barnabas (In-Waiting), And Now, An Awesome Blogger Award Nomination To Crowd My Virtual Mantel Of Blogging Bling.  Grazie, Darlings.


“This is an award for the Absolutely Wonderful Writers all across the blogging world.  They have beautiful blogs, are kind and lovely, and always find a way to add happiness and laughter to the lives of their readers.  That is what truly defines an awesome blogger.”

  1. Thank the person who nominated you.
  2. Tag the post with #awesomebloggeraward.
  3. Answer the questions you were asked.
  4. Nominate at least 5 bloggers and inform them of their nomination.
  5. Give them 10 new questions to answer.

When are you happiest?  The time I spend with my two sons, Uno e Dewey.  Writing.  Praying.  Supporting the Daily Bread Food Bank.  

Do you prefer happiness or challenging situations?  I’m almost always in a happy mood, frequently bordering on natural euphoria – must be the sweet pheromones jacked up inside – except for moments of other normal emotions that get in the way of permanence.  Happiness is fleeting, finicky, and unfulfilling beyond a momentary flight of self-satisfying random occurences, which isn’t sustainable.  I don’t pursue, or often think about, happiness.  It simply exists for me.  I don’t miss it if it’s slumbering or absent.  It always comes back when it needs a heart to hug and a mind to play with … Happiness may be something as innocuous as ice cream melting.  Laughing after crying.  Playing with my dog.  A warm or cool breeze.  Challenging situations appeal when there is a drive to attain a desired goal, result or achievement.  I strive for Purpose, Truth In Self, Wisdom Beyond Knowledge, Potentiality Of Love and Personal Betterment … omnipresent challenges, never-ending.  

What is the best thing happening to you past week?  Forging through an extended period of creative voids and abstinence to allow a story to permeate within me – honoring the process to nurture rather than forcing unnecessary words for the sake of writing – then hitting a moment of creative bliss where it abundantly spilled onto the pages as though I had discovered a secret passage into an inspirational sanctum.

What is the most useful thing you own?  My Mind.  My Hands.  My Heart.  My Imagination.  My Faith.  My Self.  My Strength.  My Sense Of Humor … Library Card.  Brita Water Filter.  Plumbing.  NH95 Face Mask.

For what in your life do you feel most grateful?  God’s Grace and Forgiveness.  My Mother’s lifetime of unselfishness and sacrifice for her children.  Mio Ragazzi. 

What makes you laugh the most?  My dog.  My sublime idiocy and self-deprecating humor.  Things I say aloud when I’m alone.  Mocking myself.  I’ve always made myself laugh.  I think I’m humorous, though I’m not sure …   

What is something you like to do that other people would probably consider “weird” if they knew?  I often go to see films alone.  I dance when I’m alone to my curated Spotify playlists.  I use purifying facial masks a couple times a year as a devout and practicing Metrosexual Man.  Also, I’ve given myself a deplorable (unspeakable) nickname to keep me humble … because humility is Self Love.  I’ve trimmed my hair twice during the pandemic.   

What was the most thoughtful gift you made?  I was about 7 or 8 years old and I had crafted a paper necktie in school for Father’s Day … Thoughtful, wishful, perhaps back then only because I’ve never met my father.   

What’s the best topping/ice cream combination?  My lips are the topping … over Chocolate Tartufo.

What’s your idea of heaven & hell?  Life on Earth.  It’s the same place.  We’re simultaneously co-habitating in the delusion of Good and Evil, though we’re all too preoccupied with nonsense, ignorance and hoarding 2-ply bleached tree bark to tell the difference … and, even if we could, would we really know what to do about it?

How do you feel about diversity?  For Millennia, Drones Of Social Engineering – Religion, Government, Education, Military, Media – have persecuted courageous individuals and groups merely wanting to be recognized and valued for their inherent differences.  Shame on The Institutional Whores masquerading as Leaders of Humanity.  Future generations will live a truer, authentic existence … until Artificial Intelligence usurps their freedom and liberties, and then the Neo-Persecuted will wax poetic about the Good Old Days when Humans had the right to hate, judge, ridicule, slaughter and enslave one another instead of being censored, cloned, euthanized and de-Humanized by a herd of fuckless robots.  So, be as different, as genuine, as unique, as blessedly purposeful … as singular as God Created you.  

What is your most favorite blog post that did not get enough attention yet?  “In Me Still …” was soul-effacing to write and share publicly.  It’s the closest script to poetry I’ve ever written and recounts a dark childhood trauma … decidedly cryptic, I’m unconvinced it revealed the truth entirely.

What’s your favorite question to ask?  “What’s Your True Purpose in Life?” … “How Can I Help?” … “Didn’t I Pay Last Time?”

What was the meanest thing you’ve ever done?  Lied about the truth.  Killed an insect.  Hurt people emotionally who care about me …

Which jobs would you like to try out, if you had a chance?  Priest (Confessions and Exorcisms only).  Film Director.  Architect (during The Renaissance).  Organic Farmer.  Sign Painter.  Dirty Dancer.  Surfer.  Typography Designer / Font Artist.  Namer Of IKEA Products.  Millennial Whisperer.  Crafter of Artisanal – Small Batch – Kitty Litter.

You’re good at? Short List:  Quick wit.  Making myself laugh.  Telling the truth.  Holding hands.  Chivalry.  Ironing shirts.  Making homemade … Bolognese sauce, Jambalaya, Chilli, Beans & Rice, Kasha, Omelets, Oatmeal, Lasagne, Espresso … Kissing.  Free-style Dancing.  Pinching fat babies.  Flossing the hard to right spots.  Pouring a nice head on a Lager.  Annoying friends.  Getting out of bed.  Foreplay.  Making up new words.  Screwing up grammar.  Using a Corkscrew.  Snorting when I laugh.  Shaking my head.  Cloaking my heart when I’m smitten … Watching movies.  Doodling.  Staring at people in public.  Blinking.  Counting backwards.  Mocking.  Telepathy.  Empathy.  Crying in church.  Day Dreaming.  Shadow Puppets.  Modesty/Immodesty.  Being an asshole when I’m cranky.  Drinking from a glass.  Throwing snowballs.  Losing focus when I’m bored.  Pretending to listen.  Asking questions when I already know the answer.  Falling asleep.  Not caring/Over caring.  Answering questions when I don’t know the answers … Writing cryptic, random nonsense, then tapping publish on my blog.

  1. What’s wrong with you?
  2. Do you prefer pie or cake?
  3. Can you be trusted with a lie?
  4. What’s your favorite swear word?
  5. Are you better at kissing or writing?
  6. Have you ever mistaken Lust for Love?
  7. When was the last time you slow danced?
  8. Is there something you’d like to tell the world?
  9. Who would win in a fight: Godzilla or Hello Kitty?
  10. What musical instrument do you look like the most?
  11. What’s your first impression when you look in a mirror?
  12. Have you ever worn underwear from a person of the opposite sex?
  13. Finish this sentence anyway you like: “Bartholomew, I don’t know any damned Bartholomew …”
  14. Do you think Ecru deserves to be a distinct color, or should it just go back to a being a miserable shade of boring-ass Beige and lose its uppity-as-fuck attitude just because it’s friends with Taupe?

Truly Awesome Are My 5 Chosen Nominees Of Impossibly Gifted Writers And Bloggers I Follow Regularly:

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“Human beings have the ability to adapt.  We are curious.  We investigate, are driven to understand and learn.  We wanna influence, create and develop.  A life on pause – impossible. In case there are situations that are difficult to deal with, we are looking for a solution.  If we can’t find one, we are searching for a different way out. Sometimes we ask for help.  The life we are living is relying on the assumption, that there always is tomorrow and we will make it there.  Maybe it is the limit of life time, that makes life interesting and enjoyable.  How would life be like, if this limit would not exist?”

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Liebster Award Nomination


You Know-ish Me … I Said Awhile Back I Was Retiring From Blogging Award Noms.  I Have.  Nothing’s Changed.  Until I Get Another One.  This Is It.

So, Here I Am Humbled By The Liebster Award Nomination – And, A Couple Others I’ve Placed On Chill For The Moment – Mumbling On …

My Sincerest Thank You And Appreciation To Christina Kyranis For The Nomination.  Check Out Christina Kyranis Relationship Coach at https://ckyranis.com/.  Here’s A Sampling Of Her Awesomeness In Writing:

“… Sharing can be a powerful healing tool. Once we can share our feelings we can begin to make room for change. Rather than feeling controlled by our circumstances and negative emotions, we can take back our power and begin to see that we posses the ability to improve.”

  • Thank the blogger who nominated you, and provide a link to their blog.
  • Answer the 11 questions given to you.
  • Share 11 facts about yourself.
  • Nominate 5-11 other bloggers.
  • Ask your nominees 11 questions.
  • Notify your nominees once you have uploaded your post


  1. What is your greatest life lesson so far? It’s simple and juvenile … Don’t ever play with matches. Actually, small pumpkins carved into Jack O’Lanterns with a burning candle. I did once and burned the underside of a mattress when I was about 8 or 9. Also, never distrust God. I’ve done it. Didn’t end well for me. Woman’s Scorn. Avoid that at all costs.
  2. What is your favorite pass time? Writing, foremost. Also, I dance quite a bit by myself, too. I enjoy cooking – the entire process, from planning, shopping, preparing … to serving, eating, enjoying … cleaning up. All of it.
  3. What has been your greatest challenge in the past month? 1) Lip-synching Bohemian Rhapsody underwater in my bathtub. I got as far as bubbles. 2) Darting Covidiots while shopping for groceries. 3) Writing anything that I wanted to keep and publish.
  4. What is your ideal romantic relationship look like? An idyllic balance of shared conversation, laughter always, trust in everything, willingness to explore any possibility of the moment and beyond … learning from each other … and fun stuff together: cooking, traveling, sexy time and play dates together. I identify as a Sapiosexual, so intellect rates high on desirability in a prospective romantic partner.
  5. Share one thing you’ve never shared before about yourself. I’ve never donated blood. I’ve always had an aversion to needles, but slowly over the past couple years, I’ve warmed to the idea and am committed to giving one day.
  6. What’s your definition of friendship? There’s a small conclave of Good Men that I have been friends – Brothers – with since high school and college. Our bonds, kinship and comradery are unbreakable.  Far deeper than trust, honor and respect. It is unknowable in words.
  7. Which is your best tv series? There have been a few over the years: The Sopranos, Breaking Bad, This Old House.
  8. What’s your favorite food to eat? 1) A bowl of warm oatmeal prepared with fresh berries, pepitas, chia seeds, ground flax, hemp hearts and Greek yoghurt. 2) Pasta (any style) 3) Fruit
  9. Chocolate or vanilla? Together, in a soft swirl cone.  I believe in Harmony.  Flavors blended.
  10. Are you an introvert or an extrovert? A balance of both; in certain groups, especially amongst old friends, family, and in social events, I tend to be more of an extrovert. Privately, or with new or unfamiliar company, I may lean toward introvert. I’m happy alone. Content in public.
  11. What are you most afraid of? Sudden death or dying alone in my sleep. I want to see it. Know it. Not be cheated out of it. I think it’s only fair. And, talk to God in my last moments.


  1. According to Ancestry.com, my Spit-Test DNA suggests I’m a Mixed Bag of Tricks: primarily Italian, Polish and Ukrainian, but with enough variety – Scandinavian, French, North African, Iberian, Middle Eastern to claim World Citizen Status.
  2. I’m a Pacifist.  
  3. I’m a Sapiosexual.
  4. I’m a Flexitarian/Reducetarian.
  5. I’m a Hypo-Christian.
  6. I’m Happy.
  7. I’ve Discovered My True Purpose In Life
  8. I’ve Never Acted My Age.
  9. I’m presently in between Dilemmas and Conundrums.
  10. I love Linen.
  11. I like Cats and Dogs equally, but not always in that order.


  1. Borden’s Blather https://jborden.com
  2. Endlesss Rivers https://endless-rivers.com
  3. GlitzyRitzyMommy https://glitzyritzymommy.com/
  4. JustPene https://justpene.com/
  5. LaShawn Uchenna Ani https://thelyfeofshawn.blog/
  6. Letitgocoach https://letitgocoach.com/
  7. Grateful Hearts https://newfoundlandhousewifestheology.com


  1. If you were a shape, would you rather be a square, triangle, or circle?
  2. If you could change your first name, what would you call yourself?
  3. What does the world need: more love or less hate?
  4. Have you ever been mistaken for someone else?
  5. What’s your favorite Car Karaoke song to sing?
  6. Name one habit you would like to quit.
  7. How do you like your apples?
  8. What’s missing in your life?
  9. Favorite toy as a child?
  10. Salty or sweet tooth?
  11. Burial or cremation?