…they came up in conversation today, and I’m still surprised at the reactions I get when I tell people I don’t have a favorite anything.  Colors, foods, movies, music…people have tons of them, but for me it all depends on what I’m in the mood for at the moment.  And it easily changes from one moment to the next.  And usually does.  Sometimes at lightning speed.  The reactions are even funnier when I say I don’t have a single hobby – I have dozens of them.  It usually results in the “rolling of the eyes” or some such, and I know – dozens *may* be an exaggeration, but really, I usually get bored with them after a surprisingly short amount of time, so hobbies come and go around here and interests change pretty quickly for me.

Except when it comes writing…and of course reading.  Those are the two things that can pretty much hold my attention indefinitely.   Probably the only two things, but ah well.  Variety is the spice of life and all, and I get to do the two things I really love…nothing wrong with that…