trivial pursuit, part one
food for thought makes quite a tasty meal, my friends. i was up at the crack of dawn thursday morning, and right off the bat my first couple of brave questioners had my mind abuzz with possible answers. there is so much untapped material in your questions that i won't get to everything in one post, but, i will get to everything eventually. so, here goes, the appetizers:
if wishes were fishes, my pond would be full
the beloved texas t-bone has posed the seemingly simple question: if you had only one wish, what would it be? when i was a kid and i was asked just that i would cop out and say "i'd wish for all my wishes to come true!" precious, wasn't i? in a way, though, i think that would have to be my answer still. the thing about wishes is that i sort of string them along one after the other like beads on a necklace, then i ooooh and aaaaah over how gorgeous the necklace is, but i can't seem to figure out how to wear it. and, well, truth be told, my wishes are all very selfish. world peace is nice, but... when i toss that coin in the fountain i've got my eye on my own prize. my wishes tend to concern the following:
- my physical appearance
- dead celebrities
"i think i'm turning japanese, i think i'm turning japanese, i really think so"
"if you found yourself in japan what would you do?" asks dear secret agent josephine. well, jo, i'm assuming i've been transported there unknowingly in this scenario. i would first check to make sure i had some id and my trusty visa check card with me. then i'd buy a map. then i'd find a place to stay. then i'd check out that hopping downtown tokyo area with all the lights that looks like times square. maybe buy a digital camera. i'd see about going to a tea ceremony, or maybe the fabulous japanese improv troup yellow man group are doing a show. then i'd high tail it to an internet cafe where i would post the following on my blog: dear readers. have suddenly found myself in japan, my goodness! will post pics using new glamorous and dirt cheap digi cam as soon as i figure out how to use it. am thinking i might become a major pop singing sensation here while i'm at it. sayonara for now, s.l.p.
tastes great, less filling; or, have i ever tasted ear wax?
i don't know who questioner erika is, but unless you count kissing inside a fella's ear, the answer is going to have to be no. but wait... (puts pinky in ear, swishes it around, pulls pinky out, tastes pinky) hold up! the answer is yes. and it tastes like...chicken. kidding! actually, i have a really strange fondness for cleaning my ears a couple times a day with a cotton swab. so my ears are super clean. and ear wax tastes like...nothing, really.
a matter of geography
what part of the country do you live in? i think i know the perfect man for you. my god, julia, do tell, do tell! as you can see from above, i'm all (clean) ears. i live right exactly specifically in what i refer to as the northern side of hollywood, california. or west toluca lake adjacent. or no ho arts. ok, it's north hollywood. but, like, ohmigod, okay, don't tell me it's the valley. gag me with a spoon, for sure, like totally!
now, where is this man??????
look it up in your funk and wagnalls!
thanks to gimmy, i jotted down some of my favorite words, rapid-fire: daughter. thursday. lovely. beautiful. capricious. joy. love. umbrella. respect. gratitude. penmanship. metaphorical. forgive.
but, like a break in the clouds, my absolute favorite word came to me in a stevie nicks-esque crystal vision.
the color of envy, four-leaf clovers, grass, american paper money and some berets
indigo steve, my eyes are green.
feel free to call me "bookish"
sara has opened up a whole other can of worms by asking who my writing role model is. the trouble is, i cannot pick just one. i am so influenced by what i've read in my life time, so bear with me, as i take one of those awards-ceremony tribute segment moments and tell you who, literarily, has shaped me. and i'll warn you, i do take liberties...so, the short list:
laura ingalls wilder, maira kalman, l.m. montgomery, kit pearson, margaret atwood, betty smith (a tree grows in brooklyn is my favorite book, i read it once a year), anne lamott, jack kerouac, blake nelson, barbara kingsolver, amy tan, jennifer weiner, charles bukowski, katharine hepburn, rosalind russell, anne frank, jennifer saunders, natalie merchant, sarah mclachlan, joan didion, ernest hemingway.
that's just off the top of my head. i'm a lover of words. and when i like something, i like something, so if there's a topic i take an interest in, you bet i'll devour a stack of books on said topic.
i think i'll close the book on part one of my answers. i've left some biggies, because i need to really ponder my replies. hope you've saved room for the first course!
oh, p.s.... this just in. to answer erin, part one: not yet! what are your plans, hot stuff?