Maybe I am a flake.
Or it could be that I am evolving.

Actually, now that I consider the entire scenario, I think that I am REVOLVING.

I am talking about my tastes.  They change.  Not rapidly, but over time.
The first thing that comes to mind is steak.  It used to be….. that I could not turn down a really good steak.  Now these days, I would prefer a tasty piece of fish.

There was a time that red was my favorite color.
Currently… it is blue, or green, or orange.  Even some purples.  But it depends.

I used to prefer cats.  I loved all things feline.  Today… give me a dog.  A dog day afternoon or a three dog night… or the tail that wags the dog.  But give me a dog.

How about numbers.  My favorites used to be seven, and eight.
Now my favorite numbers are seven, and eight.

Okay, that has never changed.

Popular culture has its fluctuations with me too. Thirty years ago, I liked those stupid goofy comedies.  And sappy romances.

Now I can hardly stand to watch either.  I like the “edge of your seat” thriller, scary, mystery, with a big plot twisting-heart pounding finish. But not gory.

Music stays fairly even with me… but it goes a little round and round.
Talking Heads, David Byrne, Talking Heads, David Byrne.  I love those Talking Heads and David Byrne.  Always have.

And the genres stay pretty even with me too.  I’m not a fan of country, acid rock, or rap.  But most anything else…. I’m in.  From Doris Day to Green Day.

Yet.  There are times when I really like someone in pop culture.  Then, I finally see that individual in an interview.  And once that happens, things turn cold.  I can hardly stand their music anymore.  Joni Mitchell is one.  I used to love her music.  Then, I heard a couple of interviews with her, and found that she’s a bit of an arrogant meanie.  I don’t like meanies.  Or arrogance.  So. All bets are off.

However, one thing that stays tried and true.  And that is my taste in people…. if I must say so myself.  I have great friends.  I mean, of the 511 friends here on Facebook… I would say there are 501 that I really like, love and care a great deal for.  Amazing, bright, and wonderful people.

Then there are…. like… the other 10 of you.  And you know who you are.   But just because you are a steak-loving, cat-fancying, dumb-comedy-watchers, who wear red clothes and like Joni Mitchell doing rap….   doesn’t mean that we still don’t have a chance of being friends…

You see…. I can be a real flake.  My tastes are changing all the time.

Always remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else.  — Margaret Mead

 For each mouth, a different soup.  —  Portuguese Proverb Quotes