Saturday 9: Don’t Stand So Close to Me
1. Who would you like not to stand so close to you?
I’m pretty sure I don’t want to be in the vicinity of “Dick” Cheney. He has really, really (and I mean REALLY) bad energy and I just couldn’t stand being in that for very long.
2. Which of the following aspects of your life would you think rates the highest: mind, body or spirit?
Of those three, I’d have to say Spirit but intertwined very closely with mind and finishing a sad, sad third is body. I’m working hard, though, on bringing it more into balance.
3. What is your favorite movie line?
It’s from “Bridget Jones’s Diary” – Bridget says to Mark Darcy “Nice guys don’t kiss like that.” and he responds “Oh yes they fucking do.” – he’s so proper and dignified that hearing him say “fucking” like that makes me giggle. That movie is my all time favorite. No highbrow fancy pants foreign films for me. Just give me Bridget, that wanker Daniel Cleaver and my love Mark Darcy and I’m happy for a couple hours.
4. What is your favorite movie title?
It’s not my favorite but this bit of conversation between me and my Godmommy from my childhood always stuck in my head.
ME: There’s a movie called “The night of the following day” – why don’t they just call it “Tomorrow Night”?
GODMOM: Would you want to see a movie called “Tomorrow Night”?
So, that’s my favorite movie title: Tomorrow Night. heh
5. What is something that has happened to you that you would consider a miracle?
Hmm, that’s a good question. I could go all woo-woo on you but I won’t. I’ll stick with the mundane. After years and years of both feeling like a fat girl and being a fat girl, fitting into size 10 jeans was truly a miracle to me. In fact, it would feel like one now if I did that again. I have a magnet on my fridge that says “Miracles happen. Save the skinny jeans.” (They’re buried deep in a drawer but I still have them.)
6. What do you try to stay away from?
Places (even online) with very low vibration – fighting, mean-spirited comments, cruelty. In fact, I cannot even look at any stories of hurt and/or mistreated animals. It almost kills me.
7. What is it too late for?
Baby having. (Well, it was too late for that about 7 years ago when I found out that part of my body just decided to give up the ghost.) I felt really sad for quite a while, a good part of that sadness was that I felt I let my mom down. She said that was not the case but I still carried that around for a couple years.
8. Give someone credit for something and name it if you can.
I’m gonna call out the Sister-in-law of Love here … when Duty and I were engaged, she was not very happy about it for a couple reasons. In fact, she and her husband didn’t come to the ceremony. (They did, however, make us a wonderfully yummy wedding cake. MMM!) Whatever the issues were, she has put them aside and has become a wonderful friend and for that I am thankful. So, a big ass shout out to my sister-in-law of Love, Becky. I loves ya!
9. Would you rather be famous now & forgotten after you die or forgotten now & famous after you die, forever? And why?
Oh hell! I want to be famous NOW!! NOW I say! When I’m dead, you can move on but while I am here on this earth plane, I want to be adored and worshipped. (Oh no. Did I say worshipped out loud? Hee! busted!)
At least the sun was out for a bit today and I got my nails done all pretty and ate a yummy muffin. So, even though we are awash in snow, it’s a good day.
Saturday 9: It’s a Beautiful Morning
1. Are you a morning person?
Depends on your definition of a morning person – my mom used to be up at 5am routinely, weekends included. If that’s your definition, then no. But I’d say that I like the mornings and am probably at my sharpest then into early afternoon.
2. Tell us of a news story that truly shocked you. This one shocked, horrified and made me so very, very sad for everyone involved: Soldier father accused of waterboarding his four year old daughter because she couldn’t recite the alphabet. Bless that little child’s heart and what she must have gone through. There are no words that adequately describe this whole scenario.
3. What was your very first job?
I worked in a fast food restaurant where I made lots of friends, kissed a boy while standing in a freezer, ate so many french fries I gained some poundage F-A-S-T and went home every night smelling of grease. All I wanted was a job where I smelled the same when I left as when I began.
4. What characteristics do you despise?
In myself or others? For others, I’d say phoniness, arrogance and lack of sensitivity. For myself, I’d say my lack of motivation sometimes, my bitchy side that I (try to) keep under wraps and my spoiled “I want what I want when I want it” side.
5. To where would you retire?
Requirements: warm but not hot, near the ocean, excellent bookstores and good shopping malls, no fuckin’ snow – where might this place be? I’ll go there as soon as I turn 65.
6. Are you named after anyone?
There was a woman my mom knew who was just lovely and she wanted to name me after her. We saw her once in a food store and my mom mentioned that she was who I was named after. (She really was very pretty. Lisa Lanciotti was her name, I believe.)
7. How do you release anger?
Tears, always tears. This way my body has of releasing anger has caused me no end of difficulty in the work environment. I had one boss who used to WIG OUT! every time I cried. He and I had such a horrific dynamic together – and I felt helpless and frustrated almost all the time I spent there. After a while, I’d just go into the bathroom, cry and get it out, wash my face and go back to work.
8. Do you use sarcasm a lot?
Oh hell no! Why would I do something like that? Puhhhlease. (Short answer: yes)
9. What is your least favorite thing about yourself?
I just listed a bunch under question 4 but if I had to pick one it’s my indecisiveness on most things and my difficulty in completing personal tasks. (At work, I do things like that just fine. No problem at all. In my own life? Not so much. What’s that about, you think?)
As you may or may not know, the entire Atlantic seaboard was blizzarded upon and we have (at last count) about two feet of snow outside. Peeps are all a’twitter on Twitter about it and I’m using it as an excuse to sit around and do nothing of note. (What’s that, you say? I don’t ever need an excuse to do that? Oh, well. Alrighty then.) So, in honor of Snowpocalypse 2010, here’s my Saturday 9.
Saturday 9: I Started a Joke
1. Tell us a joke that you think is funny. If you don’t tell jokes tell us why.
What do you call cheese that’s not yours?? NACHO CHEESE! hahahah
2. Where do you buy most of your clothes?
Wherever I find something that I like. All over the place, usually. Always looking for bargains at Coldwater Creek.
3. Which famous person would you like to meet? Why?
How cool would it be to have a party with Hal and Cookie? My head (and parts) would ‘plode, that’s for sure. Just to spend time chatting with Hal and listening to Cookie sing and laugh. My impression of Nirvana.
4. What is your ultimate ambition?
To conquer the world! And beyond! Then, drink a lot of coffee with cream.
5. Do you like to live in the area of your country or would you prefer something a little different?
I like where I live … near the water, near the city. Pretty calm and peaceful.
6. Has a newspaper or television reporter ever interviewed you? If so, what were the circumstances and what did you think when you read or saw what you said?
Nope, don’t think they have. Well, my friend Charlie is a reporter and he’s asked me questions so does that count? No? Poots.
7. What was the last CD/mp3 album that you purchased? How did you like it?
Matt Nathanson’s Some Mad Hope – saw him open for Cookie in VA Beach in July and he was great! Wonderful singer/songwriter.
8. Write down 5 songs you often listen to or that mean a lot to you.
I can’t make you love me/Bonnie Raitt, Sweetest Taboo/Sade, Make Me/MWK, Wish you were here/Incubus, and for the wonderfully angelic Goddaughter of Love – Float On/Modest Mouse
9. Do you or your partner usually begin intimacy?
What is this intimacy you speak of? I know not what that is. I suspect it is sorely lacking in the life of a Snarkela.
Saturday 9: Everybody is a Star
1. Did you ever think that you’d be a star? If yes, doing what?
Nope, I never did. I don’t think I have the thick skin it takes to be out in front of anything. I’m content not being a star. Truly.
2. Tell us about the last time you had a romantic dinner.
I don’t know if my memory goes that far back. (sigh)
3. Tell us about your worst job interview.
I interview pretty well so most of them were good although I did have one where I left shaking my head thinking I did awful. Come to find out, the bossman was quite impressed with me. I got the job but it was the worst 4 months of my life until I just left. I should have stayed with my gut feeling that it wasn’t the place for me. I found out the hard way.
4. Tell us about your stupidest date.
Let’s see – perhaps it was the one where the guy told me that he drove a stick shift because “women like the feel of a hard knob in their hand” – Oh my fucking God! He really did say that. This was in high school so perhaps I can cut him some slack. Still. Yikes!
5. How much in common do you think you should have with a romantic partner?
Oh, I don’t know. It all depends on the person. Ideally, I’d love to have lots in common with a potential romantic partner. For me, as long as we have similar values (or good enough bed thrashing wherein we did not discuss differing political views, for example), I’m okay with that.
6. Tell us about a favorite meme that you loved but no longer post.
I think I spent a year doing Thursday 13′s and loved it but ran out of ideas and got annoyed at others who posted shite like “13 things on my desk”. So, I bailed for a few years. Now and again, I may pick one but I think I prefer the memes like this and the Sunday Stealing ones that ask interesting questions.
7. How did you get into blogging?
The one and only Goddaughter of Love got me into it wayyy back in 2002. She said “I think you’ll like this.” and as usual, was right. If she were still walking the earth plane, she’d be blogging right alongside me.
8. Do you share all your fantasies with a significant other?
I have a very rich inner life and there are few who get invited into that space. If you do, consider yourself a very significant other indeed.
9. What change in your life would you like to happen this year?
The shift I am most hoping for (and working toward) is learning how to balance my mind and body. I am lopsided – leaning toward the mind portion so working on creating a balance between the two where we all live happily ever after.
Whoo Hooo! It’s time to get yer crank on! Being a crankyass on the downlow (what? It’s *not* on the downlow? Are you sure? Fine. Whatever), it follows that I would love this meme. It gives me unfettered time to just be a poohead. YEY!
Foods which disgust the crap out of me:
I really, really dislike olives. Just the texture alone is enough to barf me out. ICK. And ever be it known that am betraying my Italian heritage by admitting it in public.
TV show I loathe:
Married with Children (which someone in this household watches all too often) – insipid, appealing to the very lowest common denominator and just plain awful. I hope each of the actors enjoys the money they got from dumbing down the Universe on that one.
Movie I loathe:
The Royal Tennenbaums – seriously, this was a God-awful piece of crap if ever I saw one. In fact, I saw it in the theatre (yes, I paid cash money to sit through it) and was absolutely appalled at it. It even got good reviews (which is why I went. I know. I know.) but every time I see it come up in my Tivo listings, I recall how awful an experience that was.
Music genres I loathe:
That whole teeny-bopper schtick that brings us idiots who cannot sing and are all image – The Jonas Brothers in particular. I saw them (unwillingly, I might add) when they appeared on the 2008 finale of AI and was so horrified that I almost turned the station. It’s insipid and empty. I still don’t get the appeal of Lady GaGa. (Notes that I am officially old.)
Magazine which annoys me:
Anything about guns. I have never opened one, of course, so I’m merely speculating here. But ewww.
Makes me cranky at restaurant:
Poor service. Especially when it’s not crowded and I see you chatting your ass off with your co-workers in the corner. I’ve actually gotten up and gone over to an individual in that situation. Yeah, that’s one place where my light-and-love-o’meter doesn’t seem to function well.
Makes me cranky in public:
People who are inordinately loud. And fighting. That’s really something I cannot handle at all. I remember a time when that happened in a restaurant waiting area and I had to physically remove myself because it bothered me so much (especially on an energetic level). Ick. People – take your fights to a private area.
Makes me cranky in general:
Lots of things -no internet access at home, having to do 100 things as soon as I get up to be sure pets are fed and watered (and this morning, cleaning up two separate cat barf incidents – FUN!), people standing in my way at the store (move, for pity sake!) …. alas, I could go on and on and on.
Pisses me off at home:
Someone here eating the very last bit of every damn food we have. I have to hide things I like so it doesn’t get eaten. Also too – clutter. All of my own making, mind you. Still. I hate it.
Pisses me off at work:
Really, don’t get me started here! heh I DESPISE people standing in my area and chatting – about kids, dogs, politics – whatever. Move away from my space. Also (too) – one co-worker is very nosy and if I have anything on my desk, he’ll give it a once over to see if someone is getting stuff (my time, for one thing) he isn’t. He’s very “notice me” about stuff and even though I know where it comes from, I hate it.
Pisses me off in general:
Stupid people who cannot be bothered to look things up to see if they’re true before sending them around in email. My aunt sent me an email with a picture of President and Mrs. Obama dressed up as a pimp and hooker and besides being wrong on way too many levels, she *had to ask* if it was true because she got it in some random email saying “look what he’s doing to the White House by dressing this way” – REALLY? You have to ask if that’s true? REALLY? Because I love my aunt to the moon and back, I went to Snopes.com and got the info on it being photoshopped and sent it to her. But what the fuck, people? If you get something like that, at the very least, DO SOME RESEARCH (you know, use your damn brain!) and see if it’s true before you forward it to your RWNJ friends.
Makes me impatient at home:
Impatient at home? Hmm – nothing makes me impatient, really. The only thing I can think of is when my cats are indecisive about going upstairs or not. It’s like “Pick one – up or down – and move already!”
Makes me impatient at work:
When the aforementioned people stand in my area and chat. I really hate chit-chat and especially other people’s chit chat. Move on, already!
Makes me impatient in public:
Sitting in traffic. OH MY GOD. I hate that.
Celebrity I hate:
George Clooney – he’s smarmy and smug. I don’t think he’s even all that talented and I have NO idea why anyone finds him attractive. Same with Brad Pitt. Phonies are one (of the many) thing(s) I cannot abide.
Music artist I hate:
The aforementioned Jonas Brothers. At least David Cassidy, Donny Osmond and those of my generation had, you know, actual talent. And didn’t natter on about being virgins or whatever stupid lying shit these people do. (Hint: I really, REALLY don’t give a shit about your sex life.)
I couldn’t care less about:
The sex life of anyone who is not me, anything having to do with Rush Limbaugh, Glenn Beck and those of that ilk and most sports.
Annoys the crap out of me – weekdays:
That I now have to get up early and be at work at 8:30. Grrr.
Annoys the crap out of me weekends:
Nothing really. I love the weekends! :-)
Blogger’s habit that annoys you:
As mentioned ad nauseum earlier, don’t give me one word answers to meme questions. (Checks to be sure that she hasn’t done that in this one.) What is the point of that? Yes, I know. It’s your blog. You can do as you like. Just means I won’t read it. And you probably don’t care about that. Still. STOP THAT.
Feature on your blog you hate:
Nothing really now that Leanne has prettied it up. I’m always happy when I see it – it’s truly me.
Movie star you despise:
The aforementioned George Clooney and Brad Pitt. I don’t get the allure at all there. Oh, same with Julia Roberts. Her 15 minutes are up. Have been up for a long time.
Politician that you hate:
Oh my. Where to start here? There’s a wealth of them from which I can choose. I’ll just say that while I get that it takes a big ego and a very thick skin to even run for any kind of office, I still think it’s important to understand that you work for those who elected you. To put your ego and your interests and those that fill your pocket$ above what you were chosen to do is appalling. As it would be (and is) for those of us in the private sector. If you agree to uphold the tenets of the constitution, DO THAT. Don’t try to circumvent it (hi “dick” cheney) to accomplish world domination and more money for you and your little cronies.
All that said, I really dislike Sarah Palin – she’s an affront to all women everywhere who work hard, have integrity in what they do and don’t get all “high school vengeance” on people who they don’t like. (Don’t even get me started on her followers. Please.)
Ah! That felt good. (Too good. Ponders therapy again.)
1. Is there a blog as far as its appearance goes that you think is the most fabulous?
Hmm … let me think. None that come to mind off the top of my head. I love Leanne’s work and can pick out her distinctive style on various and sundry blogs around the nets. She’s a WONDERFUL artist and web designer, IMO.
2. Do you like the look and the content of your blogs?
I do! Leanne updated Snarkypants last year to give it some freshness and I tweak around with the sidebars and stuff on my own, adding and subtracting as I go. Since I just put up Practically Intuitive, I’m sure more futzing is in store for that site. But as a whole, they represent me on the interwebs in all my mystically dorky ways.
3. Have you ever thought what would happen to your blog in case you died?
It would just fade into the sunset. I don’t think my cats have any interest in carrying it on.
4. Has any particular blogger had a great impact on how you set up and write your blog?
Well, the fabulous Goddaughter of Love got me started blogging way back in 2002 and it was for her I wrote most of those earlier posts. As time has gone by, I’ve taken bits and pieces of what I’ve seen from other blogs and incorporated them into my own. So, no one person or blog – just a bunch of them.
5. Would you want a fellow blogger to give you suggestions or criticism of what you write?
Sure! Lay it on me, brother! heh
6. Is the number of visitors each day to your blog important to you?
Nah, not so much. It’s been a fairly consistent number for a while now with spikes now and again when I put something out on Twitter or a Cooklandia forum. Besides, darling, it’s *quality* over quantity, right?
7. What percentage of your readers do you think actually comment?
Uh, 2% – Gal and Ami with periodic responses by the Cousins O’Flair and Love. I’m happy to hear from anyone!
8. Do you have a favorite blogger who does the memes that you participate in?
Take one guess. She’s my favorite person from which to steal!
9. How often do you update your blog/site and why?
Whenever I have something to say, someone to fawn over (hi Cookie and Hal) or a need to rant. I mean, whatever else is a blog for, I ask! I’d say I write posts 3-4x a week, sometimes more depending on how much my muse stirs my second chakra. I just like having my little corner of the universe.
Oh thank God for this meme! Why? That’s why! There is nothing (seriously almost nothing) that pisses me off more when visiting other blogs than people answering a question with a simple answer and not explaining the story or idea behind it. As I’ve railed before, if the question is “Who aggravates you?” and you respond “Gladys” and nothing else – what have I learned about you from that answer? I want to know who Gladys is and what she’s done to aggravate you. You may as well be speaking in fifteenth century Latin for all the info it provides me, your reader.
(My latest passive-aggressive way to handle this is to leave comments asking them who the person is and why you listed them. I do leave some funny little response below it so as to hide my rampant p/A-ness.)
So, thank God for this meme which asks you to provide the WHY I desperately crave. (I bet you $100 people have found some way around it, too. I have one blogger in mind who does this so much that I refuse to even visit her blog. She doesn’t visit here either – probably because she hates my ‘less than succinct’ answers, mayhaps?)
Instructions: Answer the Current Obession category and then explain WHY you chose that response. Easy enough? Thanks as always for playing!
Book: Right now I am reading about five but the one at the top of the list is “Dead Until Dark” – the first book in the Sookie Stackhouse series. I am also watching the HBO series “True Blood” based on the books along with it so, once again, I am immersed in the world of Vampires.
Snack: One of the gifts I received during Christmas was pretzel sticks dipped in homemade white chocolate. These were SO good! I had to hide them from myself lest I eat them all in one sitting. MMMM! They were majorly yummo.
Restaurant: I love the Thai restaurant around the corner from work and was lucky enough to be the recipient of a gift certificate there. Pad Thai here I come! (And then there I go to five hundred hours of walking on the treadmill to take it off!)
Beverage: Coffee – always my obsession. I probably drink about 4-5 cups a day but in my defense, it’s not very strong.
Decor: Anything blue or green or blue/green like the ocean because that always speaks PEACE to me.
Actor: Oh, I don’t know. There’s no one favorite person right now. Let’s go with Hal Sparks because I like him and he was in “Queer as Folk” even though I have never seen it.
Actress: I really like Amy Adams. She was totally adorable and perfect for the role in Enchanted and very cute in Julie and Julia. I think I’d take a chance on pretty much any movie she’s in.
Movie: I still want to see New Moon, Up in the Air and Blindsided.
TV show: True Blood – which I’m watching via Netflix – I have two years to catch up on. Two eps at a time.
Hobby: Are my readings my hobby? Right now they seem to be. I sure do enjoy doing them!
Band: The nice little group of boys who back up my beloved sekrit boyfriend. They are called “The Anthemic” but I think that is a stupid ass name. Some of them came from MWK and I like that name better.
Song: “Broken Strings” by James Morrison and Nelly Furtado – This one caught me right from the start. Their voices blend beautifully and it’s sort of a heart wrenching song if you’ve been there.
Meme: Any one where the main point is to answer the question with more than one word.
Blog: Aww, you know I loves me some Miss Gal! She posts often and there’s always new stuff to read over there.
Lover: Do sekrit ones count? Do fantasy ones count? Mine would be someone who would just know what I wanted and needed without me having to say it. (Isn’t that everyone’s fantasy?)
Friend: It would be nice to have one who knows all about me and loves me just the same.
Quote: “Be the change you wish to see in this world” or the flip side “What the fuck?”. Both work but in different contexts, I suspect.
Peeve: I already wrote about it in the introduction and in surfing a few other blogs who participated in this meme, I found two (of the five I visited) that couldn’t be bothered with a reason for their answer. I’m sure they don’t give a rat’s ass what I think. Still, what is the point of wasting your time on a meme? I just don’t get it.
Sport: Hockey! Blindingly Fast, fights, blood, more fights, lost teeth, rivalries and lots of fun. All other sports are for pusses.
Singer: Uh, hmm. Who is my favorite singer and current obsession? The name is right here on the tip of my tongue. I’m sure it will come to me soon. Adam Lambert? No, that’s not it. Hmm. Clay Aiken? Nope, not it either. Maybe someone out there will remember and remind me. (/snicker)
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