Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Sometimes, the Magic Doesn't Come

I got up this morning to the horrible realization that I had nothing to say.


Okay, let me temper that: I had nothing profound to say today on the blog. I had plenty to say about the projects I'm working on at the day job, plenty to chat about with my walking buddy, and plenty to want to say about Jim Butcher's website, which gave away a devastating spoiler about Changes in the description of its follow-up book Ghost Story (neither of which I have read yet).


Curse you, Butcher! Hex, hex, hex on you!


But back to my point: I love having powerful things to write to you. I love having funny things to say. I enjoy writing about things that are casual, not particularly life-changing, but interesting nonetheless. And I really get a kick out of mocking headlines, though that hasn't worked lately because MSNBC is writing straight, sensible headlines instead of writing ridiculous ones. (My favorite post about this is found here, but feel free to search for more under my Writing and Creativity posts.)


I may have to resort to quoting the names of the videos under Fox News' Features & Faces section. Do you really to read about a UFO mothership over England, a four-legged bird, and the problem with fake babies? I don't either.


But back again to my point: It really stinks when I don't know what to write about. And it puts me behind schedule on updating the blog, which I don't like either. All I can do is say I'm sorry, and promise to be more on the ball about getting my Wednesday posts written ahead of time.


And I can cross my fingers that MSNBC will employ Shia Labeouf to start writing headlines. He puts his foot in his mouth often enough to be a running joke on my blog. It's a longshot, but it's better than nothing.


Copyright (c) 2011 by Michele Chiappetta. All rights reserved.

Monday, June 27, 2011

Monday Mention: Freedom to Love by Rhonda Kulczyk

If you like historical romances, particularly in the Christian market, you’re missing out if you don’t read Rhonda Kulczyk’s Freedom to Love (the first in her Freedom series).





I read a lot of science fiction and fantasy novels. It’s a rare thing when I pick up a historical romance, and even rarer when I enjoy it enough to tell others to read it.

So when I sat down to read Rhonda Kulcyzk’s first novel, Freedom to Love, I did it with a bit of trepidation. Let me give you full disclosure here: I know Rhonda Kulczyk personally. We both attended the same writers group in Tulsa during the time she began preparing this novel for publication. It’s a little nerve-wracking to pick up the book of someone you know. What if you don’t like the book?

Thankfully, that’s not a problem with Freedom to Love. It’s a charming book, nicely written, and with an interesting premise. Young Alana has just lost her mother and has nothing to her name but her mother’s journal, which contains a secret that could ruin her life. She has no choice but to travel west and try to rebuild her life, and the only way she can do so is in the company of a man she doesn’t fully trust.

Naturally, he’s the love interest. Will he love her in return? And will her love survive a difficult trip west, personal struggles, and that dreaded secret? It’s the perfect mix of drama to keep a reader turning the pages.

Alana’s character is written believably, and the challenges she faces are also believable. But that’s not necessarily enough for keep a reader turning pages. A book needs to be well-written too, and thankfully the author does a good job of turning her phrases. It’s a pleasant journey from start to finish, and it’s a quick read, particularly when the stakes are raised and Alana’s future is so precarious. The author takes this trope of romance (a life on the brink) and does a nice job of telling it well.

As I mentioned, the novel is Christian, and not just nominally. The use of Bible scriptures and principles abounds, but don’t worry. Kulczyk wields this part of the novel well, and I didn’t feel preached at. That’s important to me because I believe the elements of a novel are meant to serve the flow of the overall story. If any element stands out like a sore thumb, that’s a problem. But it’s not a problem here, or at least it wasn’t to me.

Kulczyk has written two more novels in her Freedom series, Freedom to Live and Freedom to Surrender. She’s a good writer with a promising career, and I feel confident recommending her to you.

To learn more about Rhonda and her books, visit her personal page at Tate Publishing. Or buy it on Amazon.

Copyright © 2011 by Michele Chiappetta. All rights reserved.

Friday, June 24, 2011

The Tortoise Wins the Race

If there's any story that encourages me, it is the old Aesop's fable about the tortoise and the hare. I am not a hare, that's for sure. At least not where writing is concerned.


Oh sure, I write my blog pretty quickly. It's a blog, and I have set myself 3 weekly deadlines that demand I move fast to be done. But each entry is short and separate. A one-off piece. So I can do it fast and move on.


With my ongoing novel, this is definitely not the case. I feel like the tortoise. While other writers around me are getting 1,500 words done at a time, or 2,000, or 3,000, or even 6,000, I'm getting 600-1,000 a day right now, at best. I won't even get started talking about Nathan Lowell, founder of Nanowrimo, who gets, oh I don't know, a gajillion words done in a day. Compared to these power writers, I feel like a 90-pound weakling on the beach, in desperate need of a Jack Lalane program for increasing my word counts.


That's why comparing myself to others is a destructive behavior that I have to jettison. I don't mind hearing about other writers' successes, of course. Just the opposite. I cheer them on. But I'm not running their race; I'm running mine. And that means if I get 600-1,000 words down on a daily basis, then I'm accomplishing something that is within the realm of reality for me right now.


And I did the math, just to see... A 75,000-word novel (300 pages) will take me four months to draft at the rate I'm going. You know what? That's not so bad. In fact, it's great as long as I finish. Because that's my goal: to finish the race. So I'll be a tortoise if I have to, plodding along slowly but surely, until I cross the finish line. That's the way you win the race, hare or turtle.


Are you like me...a slow but sure plodder with your writing? Or are you a hare, racing along? And how to you keep yourself motivated with your writing goals? Does it help you or hurt you to hear how other writers are doing with their own word count?


Weigh in here. And keep running!


Copyright (c) 2011 by Michele Chiappetta. All rights reserved.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

The World of Men Is Getting Feminine

It's not just me, is it? The world of men is truly growing weirder and weirder...as though we've all fallen down the rabbit hole and are smoking with the blue caterpillar. (See Alice in Wonderland.)


And by weirder, I mean  men seem determined to become more feminine.


We all know men have been wearing skirts in Scotland for ages. I say, if you've got the legs for it, show them off. I have no problem with that. It somehow manages to be masculine. Perhaps because the guys in the skirts (ok, kilts, if you must) are huge, long-haired, testosterone-laden man hunks. Or at least they are in my imagination. (I blame Outlander and Highlander for this.)


But lately, it seems like men want to foray into all kinds of female areas. And it's turning a little strange.


Here's one example: Men are now getting engagement rings... for themselves. Or perhaps I should say, women are getting them for their men. They're called "mangagement rings." (How cute.) And they're getting diamonds in them too.Well, excuse me for hoping that I could have something as a woman that a guy can restrain himself from having to have too (besides my period). How long before he wants to wear the wedding dress as well? (I mean the straight guys here.)


Apparently, this isn't the only trend of men taking over something that belongs to women. They're also having "dadchelor parties"... a baby shower for first-time dads. Of course, being men, they don't actually buy gifts to help take care of the baby. They go out and drink with their buddies to lament the approaching loss of freedom. Oh, the poor guys. They chose to get married and now they're going to have children. What a terrible life sentence that is. Yes, they should all go to Vegas immediately to make up for all the benefits of having a family...like having people who love you, clean for you, cook for you, look up to you, and have sex with you. Sounds terrible.


On a lighter but still bizarre note, there is the rise of mantyhose, which is exactly what it sounds like: pantyhose for men. Guys, you can have this one. I hate pantyhose. Take them if you want them. I can understand this trend appealing to men with blood circulation problems and restless leg syndrome. I can even understand it if mantyhose start replacing long johns.


But if men start wearing mantyhose with their kilts, showing off their mangagement rings and planning their dadchelor parties like squealing school girls, I may really start to worry...


Copyright (c) 2011 by Michele Chiappetta. All rights reserved.

Monday, June 20, 2011

Monday Mention: The Baggallini

Looking for a great travel bag that also doubles as a terrific about-the-town bag? You want a Baggallini!


What makes a great bag? I'm talking about a purse, but really, I could also be talking about a tote or travel bag. Anything that carries your stuff around while you get around. What makes a great bag?


The answer: comfort, convenience, usefulness, sturdiness, and stylishness. In other words: a Baggallini.


No, the Baggallini is not a new pasta dish at the Olive Garden. It's a brand of travel bags, totes, and handbags created by two flight attendants who wanted to carry something that was both functional and fashionable. It's a brilliant idea and a brilliant sales pitch: the travel bags designed by people who travel every day for a living. And they've succeeded.


I bought my Baggallini, a nice little tote to carry my wallet and passport, right before an international trip. At around $40, I was a little nervous about investing because if the bag didn't work, that would be the cost of two bottles of water at the airport down the drain. (I exaggerate, of course, but only slightly.) What won me over was the outside of the bag, which appeared waterproof, and the many compartments, which would allow for me to hide my money separately from my passport. Check it out:






Plus, the bag was comfortable when I threw it over my shoulder. So I forked over my money and went a-traveling.


I was so pleased to find that I made a great investment. The Baggallini travels well, is very comfortable, and holds a lot for a small bag. It's a perfect companion on your overseas journeys. And it has quickly become my go-to handbag for times that I want to tool around town too. It's so nice to like a handbag so much that I want to use it as much as possible.


Baggallini offers bigger bags too, as well as smaller items like wallets, phone cases, and jewelry pouches. Check out their website at http://www.baggallini.com/index.asp for more information, to shop online, or to find a retailer near you.


Do you own a Baggallini? Or do you have another brand of travel bags and handbags that you love? Let me know about it here. I'd love to hear your thoughts.


Full disclosure: I own a Baggallini and paid full price for it. I don't know anyone personally who works for the company or who sells the bags. I have earned no money for recommending the Baggallini. (But if they want to give me a gift now that I've published this post, I suppose I wouldn't say no. Baggallini, are you listening?)


Copyright (c) 2011 by Michele Chiappetta. All rights reserved.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Insomnia: It’s Why I Hate You

In yet another piece of depressing science news for women, if you are female and you can’t sleep, it’s going to ruin your marriage. (See the MSNBC article at http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/43357508/ns/today-today_health/.)

Yes, scientists have discovered—in what seems to be an unbelievable coincidence—that when women don’t get enough sleep, they get irritable, moody, and easily frustrated. What a shock. I could have told them that. (And more importantly, they could have paid me to tell them that, and if they had, I’d have some more money right now. But I digress.)

What you really need to know is that, according to science, it stinks to be a woman. Apparently we are not merely made to suffer (C-3PO, eat your heart out), but we also apparently make all the guys around us suffer too. I guess if we have insomnia at the same time we have our periods, scientists will discover we are more likely to start a nuclear war, so you better not vote for us for president. I feel so liberated!

Look… I know some people don’t get this, but I’m going to tell it like it is. My lack of sleep and my menstrual cycle and all the other things that I deal with as a woman do not make me weaker. They make me stronger. I can tolerate pain better than a lot of men I know, because I have monthly practice at it. My mother has always handled being sick with amazing grace because when you have kids, you just have to function, don’t you? And when you’re a writer with deadlines, being sleep deprived and irritable can’t stop you. Because you can’t permit it. So you don’t.

Let me go further by showing you an actual quote from the MSNBC article:

“Insomnia is related to hyperarousal—which means that certain areas of the brain fail to calm down as night comes,” [sleep scientist Dr. Alon] Avidan explained. “In evolutionary terms it made more sense for women, who were the ones who took care of the kids, to be hyper-alert.”

A trait that was once helpful in protecting the progeny from saber tooth tigers [emphasis added] can now be a threat to a modern couple’s relationship.

In other words, it was no problem for the caveman to sleep through a saber tooth tiger attack, as long as the woman woke up to handle it. And this is a negative for the man?

I have news for you, you dumb scientists. You think that the reason I hate you is my insomnia. But you’re wrong. The reason I hate you is that you're dumb. I’m not irritated because I can’t sleep at night. I’m irritated because the reason I can’t sleep is that I have a dumb, male downstairs neighbor who insists on shouting on his phone in the middle of the night and talking outside my window while he waters his marigolds at 1:15 AM. Who’s the problem in this scenario? I’ll give you a hint…it’s not me (the woman)!

Maybe you’d like to do a study on that. And when you decide to do that, call me. I’ll tell it like it is. And I deserve to get paid for it too.

For more chipper musings on being a woman in the modern world, check out these posts:


Copyright © 2011 by Michele Chiappetta. An irritable Chipper Muse today. All rights reserved.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Monday Mention: Slice of SciFi

Love science fiction and fantasy? Want a little humor to brighten your day, plus some intelligent discussion of SFF entertainment, served up by several SFF fans with a little geek interview a la mode? Then Slice of SciFi it is for you—a terrific genre podcast and website.

One of the best things about being a fan of science fiction and fantasy is that you get to have some great conversations when you meet up with other fans. SFF geeks are usually smart, knowledgeable, and witty. They hold nothing back when given the chance to express their opinions. They’re snarky. And they love a good debate on important SFF topics, like who’s better, Kirk or Picard. Or Batman: should he be camp or serious. Or Ryan Reynolds: brilliantly unexpected Green Lantern casting or doomed DC movie failure.

If you know what I’m talking about, I’ve got good news for you: You’re a geek, all right. But don't be sad about it, because I’ve got even better news. There’s a perfect entertainment bonanza on the Internet for you: The Slice of SciFi podcast.

Hosted by Michael R. Mennenga, a SFF writer, along with several of his geek friends, Slice of SciFi feels like a true conversation you might have with your geek friends. You’ll feel like you fit right in. They cover a wide range of topics, including news, TV and movies, books, trivia, games… everything SFF-related.

There are interviews too, with all kinds of people that a SFF fan wants to hear from—authors, actors, andp roducers from genre favorites, like Battlestar Galactica, Myth Busters, Eureka, and more. You get the “intergalactic news” with Nigel Blackwood too. Tongue-firmly-in-cheek and chock full of SFF references and inside jokes for those who listen to the podcast regularly. (Trust me, you'll want to listen regularly.)

Then there’s the always entertaining and sometimes slightly risqué voicemail show, where you hear fans just like you calling in to ask questions, offer opinions, or leave a joke. Michael Mennenga edits these calls and adds in sound effects, audio clips, and running commentary from himself and his co-hosts. The voicemail shows are consistently entertaining. (Though I warn you, the infamous Show #211 is a bit like being in an insane asylum. Listen only if well prepared.)

And if all the podcast madness isn’t enough for you, swing by Slice of SciFi's website at www.sliceofscifi.com — a fully functional, well-developed site with content of its own that you won’t want to miss.

Bottom line:  Slice of SciFi is a must-listen podcast for any true SFF fan. It’s comprehensive, it’s informative, it’s hilarious… It’s a major source of SFF news. You can’t afford to miss it. Subscribe through iTunes or through the podcast feed, which you can find on their website at www.sliceofscifi.com

Copyright (c) 2011 by Michele Chiappetta. All rights reserved,

Friday, June 10, 2011

Friday Writing and Creativity: Endurance

Have you ever started climbing a hill, only to feel winded halfway through? That happened to me today while I was doing a quick lap around the company parking lot to stretch my legs. It wasn't even a big hill either. But I still felt like I was pushing beyond my comfort zone.


Writing is sometimes like that too. All creativity is like that. It takes work, it requires strength, and it demands a time commitment. It requires endurance.


When you endeavor to create a novel, as I'm doing, you're hitching your wagon for the long haul. It's not a trip to town. It's a journey on the Oregon Trail. And really, a whole career is that too. A journey. You need endurance to make it to the frontier.And then you keep working, splitting wood, building house and barns and fences, rounding up the horses and shearing the sheep. That's how you keep your life going.


Sometimes writing seems to take forever. But I think it's worth it. So I hack away at my manuscript word by word. Some days I feel like I'm flying along. Many days I feel like I'm taking a nice, relaxed hike. And then there are days that feel like I'm climbing uphill, in the snow, both ways, with bare feet. But that aside, I'm still going to get to my destination.


So if you're feeling like you're climbing uphill, don't be discouraged. You're in good company, and so am I. We can climb together. Just pass me the trail mix, please!


Copyright (c) 2011 by Michele Chiappetta. All rights reserved.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

I'm Yours for the Adopting

Adopt me. Please.


No, no, I'm serious. It doesn't matter that I'm 42. In fact, that's to my advantage according to the Today show/MSNBC online article, "Picking your parents: Adult adoption on the rise" by Bill Briggs. See http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/43085435/ns/today-today_health/.


I have two parents who are great, but let's face it: If I have the opportunity to secure my financial future by kissing up to some old people who want to give their money to me, why would I say no? I mean, come on, I'm great. Now, gimme some money.


(Side note: Remember the song "Gimme Some Money?" That's an early hit by Spinal Tap. Just thought I'd bring that up. Now back to the real story here.)


Adult adoptions truly are on the rise in the United States. I'm not sure why this is, since there are literally countless kids without homes just beyond our borders in Central America. And Central Americans don't generally adopt children (it's looked down upon in their culture), so any U.S. folks who want to bring these kids home will have an open door.


But no, we want to stay here and adopt people who can stand on their own two feet. Makes sense to me.


Now, to be fair, many of these adult adoptions are a result of long-term foster care relationships that are formalized into adoption after the child reaches majority. I'm sure that happens for legal reasons, in cases where the biological parent retains just enough rights to come back for the minor child. So the relationship with the foster care family can't be legalized through adoption until the child is old enough to make that decision on their own, at age 18.


But there is a growing number of adult adoptions among older couples who take a younger person under their wing. I don't have anything against mentoring. But adoption? Really? Like I said, what about adopting a poor kid in Central America with no future unless you help them? You can remain friends with that younger adult you're mentoring too. Right?


And let's be honest: It's creepy enough to have 49- and 46-year-old people adopting a 29-year-old woman. (If they were her biological parents, there would have be a little underage sex going on, and maybe some statutory rape.) But what's worse is that the "mother" is acting like the 29-year-old is a baby. I mean, she gave her an engraved baby cup. She is cooing over her "daughter's" baby pictures and saying things like, "I can't believe she's mine." Um. Some psychological counseling might be in order. Just a thought.


Anyway, the real point is that I haven't been adopted yet, but I'm available. I will elect the adoptive parents who make me the best offer. Please email me as soon as you possibly can and put a bid in. I like travel, visits to upscale shopping malls and fine dining establishments, and I love huge nest eggs. So, let me know what you'll do for me, and if you make the cut, you can coo over my baby pictures all you want. Bids are due by the end of this month. Thanks!


Copyright (c) 2011 by Michele Chiappetta. All rights reserved.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Monday Mention: Summer Superhero Movies, Thor and X-Men

Are you holding out for a superhero 'til the end of the night? If so, this summers full of blockbusters for you. But which movie will be the real winner? Lets take a closer look at what is out in theaters right nowThor and X-Men: First Class.


Its that time again: summer movie blockbuster time. And that means comic book movies chock full of heroes are coming to a theater near you. In fact, some of them are already there.


If you are a comic book fan and havent seen Thor yet, all I can say is, shame on you. Get to the theater and see it. I went in looking for a good time and that's what I got, so it was worth the money for me. Of course, it helps to have some eye candy in the form of a shirtless Chris Hemsworth. Dreamy sigh


But I also really liked the family dynamics that drive the plot. Two sons wanting the approval of their father. Two brothers with a rivalry even as they love each other. A child who finds out he isnt who he thought he was. Ah, drama! It makes up for the weaknesses in the movie, which include a hard-to-believe romance and and a rough beginning that could have been better if there wasnt a need to create a 3D sequence. 


But the family drama is nicely written and well acted. Thor is worth seeing for that alone, perhaps even without a shirtless Chris Hemsworth. But Im so glad I got both.


Then theres X-Men: First Class, which gives us the origins of the famous mutant superhero team. If youre a comic book fan and you dont see X-Men, youre not really a comic book fan. At least thats what the fanboys say. Seriously, this is the superhero movie everyone is expecting to explode this year. And it probably will because fans will go see it. But Im not sure it deserves the success. 


Somehow, the movie lacks emotion, which is odd given that there is such potential to feel blasted by the drama that sits there, waiting to be tapped. Michael Fassbender manages to bring the tortured Eric/Magneto to life, and he is by far the most relatable character. The fact that hes also violent, filled with rage and a desire for vengeance, and an unwillingness to follow traditional moral rules...Well, shouldnt we dislike that about him? Or at least disapprove? 


But we dont, because the "moral" center, Professor X, is so weak and hard to believe as a character that its impossible to feel any sense of sadness for Magnetos bad behavior. Why does Professor X care to work for the CIA? Arrogance? This is, after all, the same guy who uses his psychic gifts to pick up women in bars. I find it hard to believe he is joining the CIA because he thinks it’s right. Unfortunately, because Professor X doesnt come across as admirable or likable, it means the drama that should be there isnt there. 


We should feel great catharsis as a result of Magnetos choices and the loss of the friendship between Eric and Charles. Its perfect tragedy. And yet it doesnt feel that way. Movie fail.


Soon, the next two superhero movies of the summer will be released: Green Lantern and Captain America. I will see both. And I will be back with reviews of them. And then I will declare the winner for Summer 2011.


But before then, I’d love to hear your thoughts. Do you like superhero movies? Which movie do you think will be the best of the four comic book movies coming out this year? And why? Let me know. Maybe I will include your comments in my next Monday Mention.


Copyright (c) 2011 by Michele Chiappetta. All rights reserved.

Friday, June 3, 2011

Friday Update: Collage Degree

Isn’t my title clever this week? It’s a play on words. I’m talking about the art form known as collage. You remember it from elementary school classes…sticking magazine pictures to construction paper with good old Elmers or rubber glue. Good times.

But as I work through The Artist’s Way, a book about reviving and increasing your creative flow, one of this week’s assignments was to do a collage. It would be great fun to do this if I had a ton of magazines to chop up. But I don’t. And it would cost too much to buy enough magazines to do a collage in earnest.

So I settled for the next best thing: I went to the local library, pulled six very different magazines off the shelf, and flipped through them for 45 minutes, jotting down anything that caught my eye.

The point of the collage exercise is to take 20-30 minutes to de-stress and refocus so you can tap into your creative energies and a flow of new ideas. Flipping through magazines definitely does this for me. I was very relaxed after the exercise, more alert and aware.

It would take too long to list everything I wrote down (47 different things…that’s one thing a minute that I found appealing). But I’ll list some of the more eclectic items to give you an overview of my brain. For those of you who are bold enough to read it, here you go:

Pirates, sun, ocean, pinks and oranges and yellows, pasta, flowing movement, walnuts, trees, hummingbird feeders that look like Jolly Ranchers candies, the bad boy (a Chanel ad), Spain, Lady Macbeth, Egyptian columns, a jumping and smiling model with an umbrella, and a Japanese punk duo dressed like refugees from Madonna’s early years, with demented frowning goth Hello Kitty items completing their outfits.

All in all, it was a great exercise. I realized that I love things that are a mash-up of two unrelated items. I love offbeat humor. I love a riot of colors. I love all things Asian. I love dark-haired men. I love trees and the colors of trees. I love sunsets and the color of sunsets.

I realized that Discover, the science magazine, has a lot of pictures that are very artistic, and I like them. I like them much more than Everyday Living with Rachael Ray, which is an extremely boring magazine I’d never read again.

On my way home from the library, I was still in art mode. I noticed a car behind me that looked like it had been painted with black matte paint and spray-painted with swirling pink and blue graffiti on the hood. But it was so artfully done, it had to have been done on purpose.

Taking time to relax and do something that recharges your batteries will help you be more aware of your world and more creative, however you use that creativity. Maybe magazines won’t do it for you, but something else will. Find what works for you, and treat yourself to doing it regularly. You will be glad you did. And your art and life will be the better for it.

Copyright (c) 2011 by Michele Chiappetta. All rights reserved.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Do You Vote What You Eat?

The inspiration for today's post comes from the Hunch Blog article titled You Vote What You Eat: How Liberals and Conservatives Eat Differently, found at http://blog.hunch.com/?p=48884.


So, apparently the difference between liberals and conservatives is more than political. It's also food-based. I supposed it's inevitable that we spend our time and dollars study such things. Eventually, scientists will conduct brain scans and discover that we can't help our political affiliations; we're just "born that way."


Great, Lady Gaga's song is going to play at every political rally from now until Jesus comes.


At any rate, this idea is interesting only so long as it is accurate. And I'm not sure it is. Here's an analysis of my own eating habits and their related political affiliations. And as you'll see, I don't exactly fit the mold. As usual.


Typical meal: I prefer pizza and salad to both curry chicken and meatloaf. Middle of the road.
French fries: I eat any type. No strong preference.Um. I'm nothing.
Seafood: I love it. Liberal.
Vegetables: I prefer fresh to cooked. Liberal.
Fresh fruit: I eat it daily. Liberal.
Breakfast: Yogurt, or oatmeal, or fruit.(Not toast, a bagel, or cold cereal.) Conservative.
Peanut butter and jelly: I like raspberry jam. And almond butter. Neither liberal nor conservative.
Tacos: Soft taco, definitely. Conservative.
Pizza: Thin crust, definitely. Liberal
Good home-cooked meal: I make Italian food. Neither liberal nor conservative. Definitely Italian.
Pasta shapes: I use them all. Neither liberal nor conservative. Definitely Italian.
Drink at home: Water. Middle of the road.
Beer: Don't like the taste of it. Conservative.
Soft drinks: Prefer not to drink them. Liberal.
Tap water: I drink it filtered. Middle of the road.
My idea of exotic food: African foods, or delicacies served on small Asian islands. Not sure. Communist?
Fast food: Don't eat it much. Liberal.
Vegetarian: Not really. But I don't eat bacon cheeseburgers much. Not sure. Boring?
Being a foodie: Yup. I'm a foodie. Liberal.
Organic vs. processed foods: Of course there's a difference! Middle of the road to liberal.
Fine dining: Meh. Can take it or leave it. Occasional splurge. Middle of the road.


So apparently I am more middle of the road to liberal than I am conservative. That's probably true. I am also more Italian than the Hunch Blog test allows for. Oh well. As usual, I'm hard to categorize/


Check out the test for yourself, and tell me how you do.


Copyright (c) 2011 by Michele Chiappetta. All rights reserved. Really, why would you want to steal this anyway?