IN: And of course , it is gratifying to realise that , even all those years ago , one had better taste than one gives oneself credit for.----------------Speaking of snippets of memory , something else . I have a very bad memory , and so I was trying to rack my brains for my happiest memory yet . To my surprise , I found it . When I was little , we had these two huge army trunks on our terrace .
What might have I done with the huge army trunks ?

OUT: Whatever I did , I must have had the most pleasant experiences with them .

IN: * grin*There is a bindweed or a wild type of morning glory growing up a pole that used to have a bird feeder on top . I ca n't tell bindweed from morning glory until I see the seed pod . Bindweed is " fuzzy " and morning glory is smaller and slick when dry .
What may happen after seeing the pod ?

OUT: None of the above choices .

IN: Originally published at The Collared Coed . Please leave any comments there . I keep telling myself I ' m going to post . But I never seem to get around to it . Whether it 's because of homework in my communications major , or going to see Sir , or going out , I seem to leave this blog behind .
Why do they tend to leave the blog behind ?

OUT:
They have a busy lifestyle .