I am an idealist and a champion!

Wowwweeeee why have I never taken the Meyers-Briggs test with Keirsey temperaments before? It is AMAZING! Some days I am so fulfilled and happy to be me!! Today is one of those days.

I have learned so much about myself that I took the test this morning but all day I have just been prancing in the backyard, doing some yoga and picking flowers and meditating about my personality. Every time I think I have figured myself out I discover all sorts of new layers, like an onion peeling away its own skin, but in my metaphor that skin is full of light and sparkles and each layer is more radiant than the last.

I am the gobstopper of self-discovery!

Okay so I know I shouldn't leave you wondering any longer. Here is my personality:

Idealist Portrait of the Champion (ENFP)

Like the other Idealists, Champions are rather rare, say two or three percent of the population, but even more than the others they consider intense emotional experiences as being vital to a full life. Champions have a wide range and variety of emotions, and a great passion for novelty. They see life as an exciting drama, pregnant with possibilities for both good and evil, and they want to experience all the meaningful events and fascinating people in the world. The most outgoing of the Idealists, Champions often can't wait to tell others of their extraordinary experiences. Champions can be tireless in talking with others, like fountains that bubble and splash, spilling over their own words to get it all out. And usually this is not simple storytelling; Champions often speak (or write) in the hope of revealing some truth about human experience, or of motivating others with their powerful convictions. Their strong drive to speak out on issues and events, along with their boundless enthusiasm and natural talent with language, makes them the most vivacious and inspiring of all the types.

Fiercely individualistic, Champions strive toward a kind of personal authenticity, and this intention always to be themselves is usually quite attractive to others. At the same time, Champions have outstanding intuitive powers and can tell what is going on inside of others, reading hidden emotions and giving special significance to words or actions. In fact, Champions are constantly scanning the social environment, and no intriguing character or silent motive is likely to escape their attention. Far more than the other Idealists, Champions are keen and probing observers of the people around them, and are capable of intense concentration on another individual. Their attention is rarely passive or casual. On the contrary, Champions tend to be extra sensitive and alert, always ready for emergencies, always on the lookout for what's possible.

Champions are good with people and usually have a wide range of personal relationships. They are warm and full of energy with their friends. They are likable and at ease with colleagues, and handle their employees or students with great skill. They are good in public and on the telephone, and are so spontaneous and dramatic that others love to be in their company. Champions are positive, exuberant people, and often their confidence in the goodness of life and of human nature makes good things happen.

Also here is a bit about what kind of career I might like. It listed several careers and I was surprised that "harpist" was not among them (since this is my destiny) but I appreciated what they had to say here:

This type of personality wants to experience the whole of life and may change careers more often than many other types. Says Charles, "I've had a number of jobs and when there is nothing left to create, I move to something new. I want my life to be spiced with newness, love, and joy."

Charles is very wise. I wish my life to be spiced with these spices as well.

Where to draw the line?

There is a pornography film entitled Twitter My Sh*tter.

(The front cover of the DVD is most racy so I have helpfully censored it for my readers. )

I do say, the use of a social networking reference in the title is extremely clever. We "Web 2.0" fans such as myself would be definitely turned on by these references. The witty tagline "This all-anal trip will really tweet your meat! " impresses me a great deal.

However, I do NOT feel it was worth using profanity in the title to accomplish this goal.

Please excuse my abscence from the blog as I have been busy modelling

You can see the paintings I modelled for here. They were painted by Dan Lacey. I was very very pleased to meet Mister President Obama, of course, since I have been a loyal supporter.

My favourite painting is the one pictured. This one occurred shortly after a rousing game of Connect Four between myself and Mister Joseph Stalin and Obama and Mister Gregory House. (We played in teams because it is a two-player or two-team game.) Mister Stalin and I were victorious so we won some Vicodin!!

We also won a few other things:

• A manicure and pedicure for 2
  
• A spot guest-writing an episode of House for next season. Mister Stalin kindly let me have this prize. I think I will do a crossover episode between House and my other favourite show, Supernatural. Doctor Chase and Dean Wincester will have sexual relations!
• Several red apples and one green one (we are going to make pie)
  
• A children's orphanage (I am not sure what we will do with this yet)
  
• The chance to decide who the United States of America goes to war with next. Mister Stalin and I are fighting this out. (I think it should be Brazil because I hate Brazilnuts.)

Vote on my new real estate purchase

Today I was watching the wonderful Home and Garden Television (HGTV) for three hours! I watched so many television shows about purchasing a home. I already have a house, but I thought it might be fun to buy a couple more.

Here are the kinds of houses you can get on this television station:

A condo in a high rise in Vancouver City

Pros: Some of these buildings are so high that I could set up a bungee cord
and bungee off the roof!!!!

Cons: There are a lot of drugs in Vancouver and crime

Pros: I could pay for my condo by selling drugs?


A chalet with a chandelier by the French Alps

Pros: French boys are sexually attractive

Cons: I am not a big fan of skiing

Pros: If I were near the Alps perhaps I would become a fan of skiing (do
attractive boys ski? It is hard to tell how "ripped" they are under their
ski suits but perhaps very ripped?)


A floating house-island in a British Columbia lake somewhere

Pros: I could urinate right over the side of my house into the lake

Cons: I suppose I can already do that over the side of any house, but into
the garden, so this isn't really a pro. (Why have I not thought about
doing this before??)

Pros: I could paddle my house anywhere in the world, even to the
Alps. If the Alps are flooded with water. I wonder how hard it would
be to flood the Alps? Note to ShimmerShine's mind: remember to look into
this before purchasing real estate


This is so hard to decide!!! What do you think I should choose??

Which real estate investment should I purchase?

Please do not steal my play script idea

I am sharing with you "intel" about my top secret play that I am writing for the London, Canada Playwright's Cabaret contest!! Of course it will be no "contest" because it is obvious who the winner will be up front (a certain unicorn you may know who is too modest to say his name of course, tee hee, but you might try guessing).

I cannot tell you quite what my play is about but I will give you a sneak peek at the title:

"DOCTOR WHO AND EDGAR ALLAN POE VERSUS THE ROBOTS FROM BEYOND HELL"

I know I know, it is a classic title that will go down in the annals of history, I am so excited, I am dancing here in glee and I am sure you are too.

(p.s. if you had trouble guessing, the unicorn I mentioned above is Prince ShimmerShine Moondreams)

(p.p.s. aka me)

(p.p.p.s. aka stands for "also known as" which is a bit of spy lingo for you all!!!)

Fireworks and family planning

This evening I went to see the fireworks for Canada Day at the Forks of the Thames in beautiful London, Canada!

I was going to share with you the beautiful new lyrics I had written for our country's theme song, O Canada, but instead I was so moved by something I saw at the fireworks that I had to share.

Right in front of the Thames were a group of abortion protesters carrying several large signs. One said "TAKE MY HAND NOT MY LIFE" with a charming picture of a foetus, seen in my post here.

I was so impressed by this image that I approached the people carrying the signs. I said "Wow, you are much more clever than I! I never would have thought that a fireworks display would be an excellent place for an anti-choice rally!"

One rather handsome young man said "Yes, but you understand, we cannot celebrate Canada's birthday while at the same time denying birth to many babies."

I said "A most excellent point but do you realize that you are taking away my right to choose!"

(This is the spot where I hope you can see that I engaged him in a philosophical dialogue the likes of which the great sage Socrates could only dream.)

He said "O, but you are a male unicorn? How are we taking away your rights?"

And I said "You are stealing my right to perform abortions!!"

He said "You perform abortions???" and then a few of his friends said "ZOMG ZOMG KILL THE UNICORN" and they all brandished chainsaws at me.

(Later an acquaintance told me that I misheard, and they said "Hey guys I bet the unicorn would like sparklers and cotton candy" and they tried to give me some sparklers and cotton candy and were confused when I flinched and covered my ears and eyes and screamed a little. However I am pretty sure that my interpretation of the events here is the more correct one.)

I said "No, I do not perform abortions but I might one day and then you would have taken away my rights. I demand the right to hold an abortion party."

He said "What kind of snacks would you serve at this party?"

And I said "None"

And he said "Sounds like a lame party"

And I said "I think YOU are lame"

And then the fireworks started and we had to cease our conversation. I should point out that these were literal fireworks. Although I did sense some attraction between myself and the abortion protester, we did not make out.