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Tuesday, December 27, 2005

The Sign of Four
It's going to be a quiet week this week, in Lake Wobegon and everywhere else. Some people are working and some are not, and a lot of those who are working are not working very hard. Present company included, although later in the week, I'll put up this blog's annual list of posts and quotes of the year. (On the subject of yearend stuff, the Poor Man has posted his collection of yearend awards. They're better than anything you'll see here, so go read.)

On another subject: Before Christmas, Kevin Drum noted a new Internet meme that's floating around--for lack of a better name, call it fours. In the interest of keeping things quiet this week, here's my contribution.

Four jobs you've had in your life: gas station attendant (pumped the gas and did your windows for no extra charge), radio station operations manager, data entry clerk (for one day), educational product developer.

Four movies you could watch over and over: The Blues Brothers, High Fidelity, Double Indemnity, Monty Python and the Holy Grail.

Four places you've lived:
Platteville, WI; Dubuque, IA; Macomb, IL; Davenport, IA. (I don't get around much.)

Four TV shows you love to watch: Seinfeld, NYPD Blue, 24, NFL Primetime.

Four places you've been on vacation:
Cape Cod; Memphis; Bayfield, WI; Springfield, MO.

Four websites you visit daily:
Eschaton, AMERICABlog, Salon, Smirking Chimp.

Four of your favorite foods: sugar, salt, fat, microbrew.

Four places you'd rather be: Door County, Iowa City, the Blue Ridge Parkway, on the air at WCFL in Chicago, circa 1974.

If you're avoiding work this week, feel free to contribute your responses to one or more of these fours in the comments.

Recommended Reading: One blogger who didn't take Christmas off was Steve Gilliard, who had some great posts over the weekend, one of which sparked this nugget of brilliance from one of his commenters: In a year when much was made of the positive influence of certain women surrounding He Who Shall Not Be Named--Bar, Condi, Karen Hughes--women like Terri Schiavo, Cindy Sheehan and Katrina ended up kicking his ass.

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