That post inspired both H. and D. to post their names on my blog, that I might do the same for them. To be honest, I only posted the questions she asked so that readers would understand what was going on. When I received the comment posts by H. and D. I was completely confused. Now I know and shall accommodate forthwith.
I believe D. also tagged me in a meme on his blog, so I'll respond at the end. Today is a catchup day for all things meme-ish.
First, let's get to my response to Pregenius:
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
When I think of you the first color I imagine is a rich Olive green.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
Ghost World, directed by Terry Zwigoff, based on Daniel Clowes' graphic novel
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in.
Cardimon
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me. (if possible!)
Babyseat Limo ride (Actually this makes sense to a couple of other people...but, okay)
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
Your audition for the Skald...HILARIOUS.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
A Great Horned Owl
7. I'll tell you a poem I think you'd like:
Introduction to Poetry | ||
by Billy Collins | ||
I ask them to take a poem |
8. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.
How long have you been writing? Do you write fiction? What inspires you?
And now, D.:
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
Whenever we go out to Karaoke, one of my favorite things is listening to you sing Johnny Cash.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
Strawdogs, Directed By Sam Peckinpah
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in.
Tobacco
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me. (if possible!)
We are a big hit at Alderman Dinners.
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
There was a moment in your audition for Loser's Bracket where you looked genuinely hurt by something the other person did during your monologue. The other person wasn't there, of course, it was a monologue. But your response was so real, I was like, "Wow, I wanna work with that guy."
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
A Black Bear.
7. I'll tell you a poem I think you'd like
what can we do?
By Charles Bukowski
at their best, there is gentleness in Humanity.
some understanding and, at times, acts of
courage
but all in all it is a mass, a glob that doesn't
have too much.
it is like a large animal deep in sleep and
almost nothing can awaken it.
when activated it's best at brutality,
selfishness, unjust judgments, murder.
what can we do with it, this Humanity?
nothing.
avoid the thing as much as possible.
treat it as you would anything poisonous, vicious
and mindless.
but be careful. it has enacted laws to protect
itself from you.
it can kill you without cause.
and to escape it you must be subtle.
few escape.
it's up to you to figure a plan.
I have met nobody who has escaped.
I have met some of the great and
famous but they have not escaped
for they are only great and famous within
Humanity.
I have not escaped
but I have not failed in trying again and
again.
before my death I hope to obtain my
life.
8. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.
When did you first want to be an actor? If there is one thing you hope your girls learn, what is it?
And For H.:
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
You remind me of the lead singer from the band Office.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
City of Lost Children, Directed by Marc Caro and Jean-Pierre Jeunet
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in.
Lightbulb
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me. (if possible!)
Any book you get me I probably won't get through until 2012.
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
Meeting you during the CIF. You were very smiley. My most graphic memory of you, however, is that gross pearl diving story you told.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
A Raccoon
7. I'll tell you a poem I think you'd like
By Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Constantly risking absurdity
and death
whenever he performs
above the heads
of his audience
the poet like an acrobat
climbs on rime
to a high wire of his own making
and balancing on eyebeams
above a sea of faces
paces his way
to the other side of the day
performing entrachats
and sleight-of-foot tricks
and other high theatrics
and all without mistaking
any thing
for what it may not be
For he's the super realist
who must perforce perceive
taut truth
before the taking of each stance or step
in his supposed advance
toward that still higher perch
where Beauty stands and waits
with gravity
to start her death-defying leap
And he
a little charleychaplin man
who may or may not catch
her fair eternal form
spreadeagled in the empty air
of existence
What's is something exciting you'd like to do, but never have?
Finally:
In response to D.'s request for 7 random facts:
1. I have a scar on my left wrist from putting it through a window in college.
2. I was raised Methodist, and, for the most part, think they're all right people.
3. When I was 4, I wanted to be a scarecrow when I grew up.
4. I can tie a maraschino cherry stem into a knot with my tongue. This, I guess, means something sexy, but unless you're into having your dick tied in a knot, I fail to see it.
5. I have a soft spot for romantic comedies and actually think there's a art to doing it right. Unfortunately, Hollywood just churns them out, good or bad, knowing that they'll make money.
6. I have never (knock on wood) broken a bone in my body.
7. One of my goals before the end of the year is to taste absinthe. (Before there's some weird hysteria and they ban it again.)
Here's who I tag:
E., Notnits, Pregenius, and B.
2 comments:
do me, do me!
if you'd rather in private that's fine too. guess which question i am most curious about.
I hear you on the absinthe. We'll set a day and get some romantic comedies and watch um. I'm a sap too.
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