So, there is this trend in the blog community here, there, and everywhere, of random questions being asked and the blogger providing answers. This latest ocncept question thingie is really interesting, because the questions are never the same... so here are the answers to the five questions that artricia has given me.
Here's how this thing works:
THE RULES
1 - If you want to be interviewed, leave a comment.
2 - I will respond; I'll ask you five questions.
3 - You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers.
4 - You'll include this explanation.
5 - You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed.
1. Who is your favorite playwrite? (Shakespeare is barred as an answer)
- This question is tough. Really tough. (And by the way, it's playwright, and you should be ashamed. I am The Spelling Police.) I'm going to go with Lorraine Hansberry because I did my senior thesis on her, because she died before her time and is thus not particularly well -known, and because she's feckin' brilliant.
2. How many items do you still own that say "Joy" on them? Give your favorite three examples.
- Good lord, I have no idea how many I still have. Dozens. My mom gives me an ornament every Christmas with my name on it, and usually tries to squeez in a few other gifts here and there that are joy-riddled:
My favorites... I have a small square pillow that doesn't say Joy in English, but in Hebrew - or so my mother claims, which probably means it's not true at all. Doesn't really look Hebrew, but it's sort of cool that it (theoretically) says Joy without looking like it does.
Second Joy thing: Actually, this is six separate Joy things, and they're a recent acquisition. For Christmas this year, Mom got me six potholders with my name on them. When I would ever need to hold six pots at a time, I don't know, but these are just really handy little potholders. They're smaller than regular ones and are perfect for holding a bowl you've just taken out of the microwave or something of that sort. An useful Joy thing! Astounding!
Third: This would be a controversial choice if my mother read this, but I am going to go with this hard plastic bucket-bag thing that my former roommate, Tracey, got me. She painted my name on the side. I use it as a catch-all for all things hair-related, so it's both handy and pretty. And from Tracey. Don't tell my mom.
3. Your extended family has some interesting names. Which is your favorite (it need not be a name you would ever give someone). Which is the most outrageous?
- My paternal grandfather was named Romeo Waldo Emilio Carletti. (The Waldo is pronounced Ubaldo.) I love that. It's just a name that flows. And I love my mother-in-law's name, Mirren, because it's unusual and because it seems to combine the elements that you want in a women's name: it's somehow quietly gentle and feminine (whough not overtly so), and at the same time, quite strong. As for the most outrageous, well, there's my great aunt Zula Mae Large, but I think that sort of pales in comparison to the great-uncle trio of Costal, Overtt, and Vandell Large.
4. Are you still accident prone? Or am I just a jinx?
- I still trip here and there, and stumble a bit, but I haven't sprained an ankle in a year or so, and I haven't had a piece of lung removed in nearly ten years. So, maybe it is you, or maybe it's Rochester. Last time you were here, I didn't hurt myself, did I? If I did, it must have been a head wound, because I don't remember it.
5. Which story about yourself do you most want to narrate to your future grandchildren?
- Interesting. If I'm telling random stories to people now, it wouldn't really be this, but I would want to tell my grandchildren about how Rod proposed to me, in the hallway between the bedroom and the living room in his apartment, where there was a box of computer parts next to me and booksstacked next to those, and a pile of laundry three feet away, and yet it was still the most romantic moment of my life. The world isn't made magic by the things you have, the place you are, the neatness of your room - it's about the people you're with.
That's all! Comment if you want some questions from me.
Comments (5)
Re #4: The night before my wedding.
Posted by: Artricia | January 24, 2004 12:21 AM
In the cause of inbridled pedantry, I feel constrained to be a smart bastard and draw your attention to http://www.wsu.edu:8080/~brians/errors/playwrite.html
AAAAARGH!
Posted by: Father in Law | January 24, 2004 9:39 AM
I'm such a smart bastard that, having been shocked into action by "playwrite", I did not even read the next sentence before cracking up!
AAAAAAAAARGH!
Posted by: Father in Law | January 24, 2004 9:43 AM
Hit me, baby!
Posted by: Josh | January 28, 2004 11:16 AM
Joshua!
Here are your questions, long overdue...
1) If you had the power to read minds, but it could only work on one person, whose mind would you pick to read? Why?
2) If you had to choose between having no books and having no music, which would it be?
3) What celebrity would you most like to slap upside the head? And of course, why?
4) Is there anything that never used to embarrass you, but now does? Does the fact that it embarrasses you embarrass you?
5) What is the most vivid wonderful moment of your life and why?
Posted by: joy | February 11, 2004 1:26 PM