Friday, January 23, 2009

What does Blood Type Got to Do with It?

Apparently a lot.  I have O- blood type which is the universal donor.  I read my supposed diet and found to some strange degree that foods that are supposed to be good for me, I actually liked.  Those that were bad for me, sometimes I didn't like but could eat. 

I wasn't supposed to be a coffee and spirits drinker.  But I am... so this is supposed to be bad.  The type O blood is supposed to be the primitive Hunter Gatherer blood type.  It makes sense because I am always hunting for something and am trying to gather other things... with limited success.

Having type O- blood is good and really bad.  It is good for other people, however, I can only take blood from my own type.  I hope to not have any problems with this.

If there is a serious case in the UAE or Qatar (because I live here) I am ready and willing to give my blood.  I was a donor in the US for this reason.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

You are where you lived?

You are where you have lived?  If this is true then I am always a transient.  One of my first homes was a trolly station in Portland Oregon.  Evergreen Station.  I lived there with my sister Daphne and new born Baby brother Laird.

My sister has the most complete memories of the home/station.  She remembered the oil soaked wood plank floors that required using blankets on the floor so as not to soil your clothing.

I remember the basic layout of the building and the main features... old but stable.  There was a gully in the back of the house and the trolly ran right in front of the house.  It was more or less that year I must have been 3 years old that they  stopped the trolly service.  I saw the Wizard of Oz for the first time and was spooked.  My sister insured me that the flying monkeys would not come through the windows to steal me.  I wasn't so sure!