Patrick's Place

(Link in meme-roll)
Saturday Six

1. W is for WAFFLE: Have you ever had the dish Chicken and Waffles? Love it or hate it?

It sounds hideous. I like each part, but separately please. This comes from a woman who, as a child, always freaked out when her meal components touched each other; beets and potatoes were a freakin' nightmare for me!

2. W is for WAGE: Do you think minimum wage should be raised to $15/hour nationally, and if it happened, do you think people would lose jobs because of it?

I think the minimum wage should be tied to local Consumer Price Indexes. New York City minimum wage should absolutely be $15/hour. In West Bejeezus in flyover country, that's probably not much less than what a lot of professionals (teachers, etc.) make, so it's patently ridiculous.

3. W is for WAITING: You’re sitting in a waiting room for some appointment and you see a stack of magazines: which magazine do you hope will be in the stack to keep you entertained?

Trashy ones, like Us and People. I don't want to read anything of substance, since I'm probably going to be interrupted in the middle of an article.

4. W is for WAIST: Is your waist size bigger, smaller, or the same as it was one year ago today?

I expect it's bigger, sad to say.

5. W is for WAR: Do you believe that there is never a valid reason for war or that there are times when war may be the only option remaining?

I think WWII was an instructive example of a just war. Generally, however, I'm not pro-war.

6. W is for WAYWISER: What is the longest distance you’ve traveled at one time?

We drove for 11 hours in March straight through to visit my sister and niece and families. And there were a few trips from Wisconsin to Milwaukee that were straight through too; that would be 16 hours plus stops for gas and food. One of the latter trips started well, but on a stop for dinner, we all drank the water and ended up with some kind of stomach thing all night all the way across Nebraska. Ugh.
It occurs to me that the longest trip I've ever taken in one big bite was probably US to USSR in 1985; that's 6000 miles in two flights, close to 14 hours of airtime (plus layover). And we left hours late, so that didn't help things either.