If you had a time machine and could send just one message to your past self, what would it say?
“Relax! We have a Time Machine, which means the stupid stuff you’re doing right now is fixable. But I’m not sure that we should fix them, even though we have a Time Machine. I think we should just let it play out. Messing with outcomes just doesn’t seem right to me. Carry on, doofus!”
Which outdated technology do you miss the most, and why?
Don’t get me wrong, technology is useful and important. However. I don’t think it needs to be at everyone’s fingertips twenty four hours a day. It’s too much. I’m glad I grew up in a time where we didn’t have cell phones. We played outside and we used our imaginations. I’m not saying we didn’t have video games or computers because we did, but this age of everything at your fingertips is technology overload. Constant social media interaction can be destructive. And, perhaps most importantly, technology is amazing when it’s working correctly, but when it’s not? See below.
Describe your life in an alternate universe.
The title is my answer. Have a great Friday, everyone!
How would you describe yourself to someone?
I just answered a similar prompt, although it was asking to describe yourself to someone who couldn’t see you. My response was I smell like vanilla. Maybe it’s true, maybe it isn’t. But someone who can’t see me already knows what I smell like. People who can’t see have heightened other senses.
I wonder if WordPress simply forgot to add on the rest of the question to this prompt and it was published again. I’m just saying…it wouldn’t surprise me.
Honestly, I wouldn’t describe myself to anyone. Isn’t that a weird thing to do? Is this a job interview? I can’t think of a single other situation in life where describing yourself is asked.
I have never been asked to describe myself while filling the tank with gas, for example.
“Ten dollars on pump four, please,” I say as I pass the bill across the counter.
The clerk takes my money, then thoughtfully asks, “How would you describe yourself?”
“Currently?”
The clerk nods a gentle encouragement.
“I would describe myself as a little bit weirded out, impatient – because I’m waiting for you to hit the button so I can fill my gas tank, and I’m contemplating running out of here because this is stupidly awkward.”
Can you imagine? Me, neither.
What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?
They – along with their respective spouses – formed a quintet. Not all at the same time! They weren’t polygamists, nor were they the Backstreet Boys.
This prompt gave me a good chuckle. Thanks, DayOne. You finally got a laugh out of me. 
Have you ever had surgery? What for?
Isn’t there a better way to word these ridiculous prompts?
I’ll play along today, WordPress.
Yes, I had a tonsillectomy and adenoidectomy at the age of four. Repeated ear infections were causing me to lose my hearing, so the adenoids – along with the tonsils as a bonus – had to go.
I woke up during the surgery, and a nice nurse told me to go back to sleep. Many years later, I would end up working in that same hospital. But I could never find my tonsils or my adenoids. They must’ve hidden them well. 
My hearing came back, and all was functioning well until recently when the ear infections returned, and now I am almost completely deaf in my left ear. No one really knows why, except repeated infections are known to do that. Does that answer your question, WordPress? Is this prompt data mining for the selling of organs on the black market?
How do you balance work and home life?
Actually, here are a few spiders. Happy Saturday.
Watch this space…
I’m trying to like and reply and interact with you guys, but this issue with WordPress is worse each day, and I can only get in here for a few minutes before it tells me I’m off-line. I am not off-line and every other website works. I am sure I am not the only one struggling, but I feel like I am.
Please know that I see your likes and your comments and I am trying to reply to you. Thanks for your patience.
*sigh*
What if – and this is a big what if – my job is technology?
“It's Amy,” I said. 