she doesn’t want to grow up ‘til much, much later
Two posts in one day! I’m a marvel of modern blogging!
Inspired by the Wendy Ip CD I’m listening to at the moment … a quiz! I’d be much obliged if my reading public would participate. Thankee kindly.
1. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? How many times has that changed? Did you end up even close?
2. Did you have imaginary friends as a child? What were they?
3. {This one is for my dad.} In your opinion, what’s the difference between a duck?
4. If you were going to be stranded on a desert island and could only take ONE of each thing to last the rest of your life, what CD would you bring? What movie? What book? What friend?
5. Which year of your life so far was the best year of your life? Why?
6. Which one was the worst? Why?
#1- I wanted to be an Astronaut. To get to that I needed to be a Naval Aviator (hence my shameless fondness for Top Gun). When I realized that authority and myself are not a good mix, I decided I wanted to be a Rock and Roll Lighting Guy. After I was a R&R Lighting guy, I decided to go back to theatre….I’m still in here…. anybody got a quarter so I can get a latte?
#2- Sort of…. I would play games at night with the 3 guys from the Hawaiian Punch logo.
#3-
#4. CD-(as of this month) Sunny Day Real Estate’s Live Album. It’s haunting and yummy. Movie- Gosh….tough one… Princess Bride. Book- Against the Fall of Night, Arthur C. Clarke. Friend- Why Freesia of course ; )
#5. All of them.
#6 All of them.
1. I didn’t want to be anything, specifically. I used to say that I wanted to be dead by age 25, but now I know that’s not true (not to mention, I’ve failed at that). I want to grow old enough to see the following: space colonization. men bearing children. virtual reality. the profound and horrible death of n*sync.
2. I didn’t need imaginary friends. I had too many real friends. Too bad they were all stuffed animals.
3. I don’t know, but you’d better remove the difference. That quacker looks irritated.
4. CD: the CD of my and my brother goofing around with a tape recorder in December 1980. Movie: Next Stop Wonderland. Book: Lord of the Rings, if it’s the only one I’ll have I’ll definitely have to finally read it. Friend? You know who I have to pick if I don’t want to get killed. :)
5. Best year: all of them.
6. Worst year. all of them.
Crap. I just realized my answers to #5 and #6 were the same as Sven’s. Time to revise:
5: Mango.
6: Hippodrome.
1. I wanted to be a checkout girl at IGA. :)
2. No, but I drew several puppet-type ladies in pretty dresses for a play. Does that count?
3. Huh? (and by the way, does your dad REALLY read this website? Your dad’s cool.)
4. I would bring War and Peace so that I would have something to read for a really long time. And Moulin Rouge, and the Best of Frank Sinatra, and … I can’t choose between you and Julia!
5. Senior year, baby! You, me, Julia, Ryan, SWE and no *hem*, snorkels to make me feel bad.
6. Sixth grade. Damn adolescence.
1. Astronaut. It’s never changed. I still want to be an astronaut. I don’t know if I’ll end up close, because I’m quite far as yet from ending up.
2. Yes, of course. All my friends were imaginary. They still are, I think.
3. Duck duck tape.
4. CD: I’m going to cheat and say my July 2001 mp3 compilation. Movie: Braveheart. Book: US Army Survival Manual. Friend: Mike Lee, because then I know for sure we’d get rescued.
5. Senior year at IMSA. Because it frickin’ rocked.
6. Senior year at IMSA. Because it frickin’ sucked.
1. When I was little, I wanted to be a Palentologist. When I was a little older I wanted to be an Architect. Now, I just want to be sleeping.
2. All my imaginary friends always played with Josh’s imaginary friends down the street because he had a basketball hoop in his driveway.
3. 3 metres.
4. Trick question! Desert islands don’t usually have electricity, DVD players, and TVs, so no on the bringing of the CD or Movie (but if I would, I’d bring Mike Doughty’s “Smofe and Smang” because I haven’t heard it yet, and the “Brazil” DVD (four discs, man!) because I haven’t seen that yet either). Book. Hm. Infinite Jest, because people have told me to read it. And friend…hm…no matter who I brought, they’d probably swim over to Josh’s desert island because he’d have a coconutball hoop on the beach.
5. Don’t know.
6. Don’t care.
Brazil only has three discs!!
Dammit! It’s OFF the list!
1. Um… An NFL wide-receiver? President of the U.S.? Uniter of the World? None of this has really changed I suppose, other than realizing that there’s a lot of other things I can do while getting there.
2. No, not really… except maybe the Allmighty. j/k
3. That’s called cleavage baby.
4. I think I might have to side with some other people on this one. It might just be better to not know what you’re missing. Hmmm, then again it might be better to hear something that inspires me/my friend/our happy island community to create new music, films, books, and friends. So… the Beatles Disc 1 (not my favorite, but very eclectic and besides it’s got wild campfire chanting!) or maybe Mike’s Tape 1 (hehe), Grave of the Fireflies (again not my favorite, but evocative) or (heehee) Lord of the Flies or perhaps most likely I’d let my “friend” pick, the (unadbridged =) ) Count of Monte Cristo perhaps, and anyone who wanted to be fuck bunnies with me (ha!).
5. Senior year at IMSA. Simply put, I spent that entire time with people - and it was the year that most of those people felt free from worries of school. Plus there were all the other extra goodies - singing, volleyball, and shedding monkeys. It was the year of validation.
6. I honestly don’t know. There have been tough times, and I’m sure I could draw a 12 month window somewhere which captures the worst. I guess 1998 had a lot of personal issues, but it’s hard to say it was the worst. I learned a lot of things too, they’re as much as part of me now as anything else. Oh yeah, fourth grade kind of sucked. I didn’t know how to be unhappy then though.
Mike: hey the Bubblegun Man was REAL =).
Jet: just because I get rescued doesn’t mean you will ;). Besides, would you really want to get rescued?
1: I wanted to be a trucker and a waitress at a truckstop. There are days when I wonder why I’m not doing that.
2: Yes. They were primarily boys, actually.
3: LIVE COWS!
4: I wouldnt take any of the media items. It would depress me endlessly. I’d probably bring miss Alisha Alderman and her endless supply of fart jokes.
5: 14. I realized my hometown just sucked. It wasnt me.
6: 19. et’s a little too close for comfort.