Two situations.

[mrissa]

Sometimes I ask a rhetorical question aloud, and the answer, when it occurs to me, is a bit embarrassing. The most recent example is: "Why do we never have enough mustard in this house?" And the answer is, because our standards for "enough mustard," both in quantity and in variety, border on the ridiculous. Do you have any of those?

Also, sometimes I say something just to be silly, and then it strikes me as reasonable. I was making fun of personality quiz memes a bit and said, "It's all mildly amusing to find out that my personality is best represented by a laser-guided unicorn or whatever, but it's not really my thing to post those." Hmm. You know what? I suspect my personality is better represented by a laser-guided unicorn than by most quiz answers. eposia volunteered herself to be a tap-dancing dragon. So now here's my freeform Thanksgiving quiz: what improbable juxtaposition of descriptors are you?

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[eposia.livejournal.com]

What did I volunteer myself for?

*scroll down*

Oh.

Actually, the first thing that came to mind when writing the comment was a laughing phoenix, but I felt tap-dancing dragon was sillier.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Certainly a better image, at least.

[rysmiel.livejournal.com]

Oh, I like rhetorical questions; I can usually get them right.

I'm sure I had some implausible descriptors for me, but right now my mind's gone blank.

[pixelfish.livejournal.com]

Oh, I've long known I was the cannibal queen of the dragonflies.

[rosefox]

A while ago I described myself as a tomboy in search of a tea party. This is still more or less true. "Cynical innocent" and "pragmatic hedonist" are other longtime favorite labels. I keep meaning to write up pragmatic hedonism as a quasi-religion.

In our house we frequently ask questions that we don't want answers to, the favorite being "Gosh, where did I put my phone?" when we're each trying to foist off an onerous phone call on the other.

[davidbain.livejournal.com]

Walking Def Con Five Uncle Remus Alert.

[davidbain.livejournal.com]

Which will also be the title of my first album.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Good deal. If timprov and I ever have a band, it will be Munchkin Death Certificate. We had a first album title picked out, but I forget what it was.

[rysmiel.livejournal.com]

Oh, as improbable combinations of descriptors go, a former boss of mine is known as The Weasel Who Walks Like A Man, And The Man In Question Is Gilderoy Lockhart.

[fiddledragon]

*grin* I realize there's already a dragon, and this is probably an obvious one...but...I have to go with a fiddling dragon :)

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

The convenient thing about being a fiddling dragon is that you can handle the "Rome burns" part without assistance, so it's all sort of one neat package.

[fiddledragon]

hee

[pieslut.livejournal.com]

I am a fellow mustard lover and collector, but of late I have slipped. Part of the problem is that I've forgotten what one uses mustard for. Sandwiches, check. Boiled or roasted meats, check. Salad dressing, check. Stirred into sauces, check. But I'm just not eating a lot of it anymore - it's no longer my go-to condiment. (Weirdly, that's become miso.)
May I ask where you use the mustard?

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

All those places. Yep. Boiled or roasted meats (or, in the case of brats, boiled and roasted meats) are merely excuses for mustard, in my opinion.

Also in deviled eggs, on pretzels, etc.

Yesterday I mixed a sauce oursin described for sugar snap peas: soy, rice vinegar, a tiny touch of sugar, and mustard. I used garlic champagne mustard. It was enjoyed by all and sundry, including some older folks who had never had anything remotely like it before.

[dichroic.livejournal.com]

Not sure about the second question, but for the first; I have silly-ly (?) high standards for keeping pretzels, books and toilet paper on hand, in terms of quantity and quality. Not so much for variety, though. Those are the things I get panicky when I'm low on, so I keep plenty around.