Yay for blogging regularly again! I had a lovely week of catching up on all your blogs and playing tourist in my own city as Benni and I hosted his sister and brother in law,visiting from New Jersey. We all went to the Griffith Observatory, stuffed our faces with In N Out, went to Six Flags Magic Mountain on Friday and rode all the terrifying roller-coasters, and then Benni and I treated our guests to some yummy frozen yogurt awesomeness on their last evening here.
Also, for those who threatened/promised to stalk me in my last post, just consider yourself forewarned that stalking me involves witnessing lots of air guitar and consumption of Rocky Road ice cream, along with plenty of Buffy the Vampire Slayer re-runs when I can't sleep. Don't say I didn't warn you.
A few weeks back I was tagged by the lovely Purple Cow over at Australian in Athens to answer even MORE questions that she thinks I should answer, so here I am, doing my homework. I better get a cookie after this. And maybe some spiced apple cider. And some candy corn.
So here's the questions. Purple Cow came up with these, so I have to come up with some new ones to pass along to everyone else, which I'll do in another post later on down the line when I'm not still playing catch up from being gone from the blogosphere for three weeks.
1) Why do you blog? Have the reasons changed as you've been doing it?
I blog because I love telling stories. I also love connecting with other people and hearing their stories. And I think my voice comes out best when I write because sometimes my mind doesn't work when I speak, and a lot of times I talktoofast because my mind is going 3 million miles a second. I also blog because I love blogging and we should all be able to do the things that we love (it's a wonderful life philosophy). I don't think these reasons will ever change, but there's another reason I'm excited about blogging and it has to do with a Big Idea of my very own and I'll be letting you guys know very, very soon as soon as the details are worked out. (Add "cryptic blogging" to the list of reasons why I love blogging.)
2) Why do they ask "What animal are you most like?" at job interviews? And what could they possibly learn about the person being interviewed when they ask this question? (Also feel free to share any other stupid questions you've been asked at job interviews).
I've...never been asked that question before at a job interview. Purple Cow, are you sure that's not just a Greek thing? Unless I'm applying for a job at Sea World I do not expect anyone to ever ask me that question. Maybe I've just been blessed with mercifully boring job interviews... you get that when you work primarily at bookstores and accounting firms (as I have done.) I suppose I could tell you all the ridiculous things that have been asked of me at auditions, but they are too numerous to count.
3) If you were to arrange a rendezvous with your 18-year-old self what would you say to yourself? How much would you have in common? Would you accuse yourself of something?
I don't think I'd bother going back in time just to accuse myself of something...that seems like a waste of a time-travel trip. Why would I travel through space and time just to give myself grief? I can do that anytime I want...
I guess if I had the chance I'd sit down my little 18 year old twerpy self and say, "Hey kid. It's me, I'm you from the future, stop looking confused, your face will get stuck that way. Couple things you should know: number one, I know that you've been through a lot of bad stuff already and it's hurt you a lot. And you probably think that the world owes you something for all the pain it's dealt out to you at such a young age. But it doesn't. The world doesn't owe you anything, least of all your own happiness. You have to go out and fight for that everyday and you can't count on anyone else to hand it to you. Get over yourself.
Number two, you're probably fairly confident that things are going to stop hurting. They're not. Things are gonna hurt a lot more once you get to college and un-numb yourself. You'll start to let yourself feel, for the first time in years, anger, grief, betrayal, and confusion. But let me tell you something: you will get down on your knees and cry with gratitude that you can feel emotion again, because with the bad comes the good, and you were meant to be filled with rage and confusion and love and understanding and sadness and heartache and joy and enthusiasm. You don't get one without the other, kid. So take it all, let it all in, and become stronger for it.
Finally, number three: I know you find instructions and explanations boring, but they are going to come in handy. Particularly in this thing we call life. So please, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, start listening to your Chemistry teacher and stop blowing up thermometers in the back of the room. There's only so many times you can clean mercury off your hands and yourlab partner backpack."
PS don't make out with Adam. He's a dickhead.
4) Imagine me? What do I look like? (Skip this one Robin as you've already seen me on FB)
That's easy. I picture you as a cow, that's purple, who speaks with an Australian accent while living in Greece. ;)
5) Have you ever surprised yourself with your own wickedness?
I stopped calling wickedness "wickedness" a long time ago and started calling it something closer to "missing the mark." That way I can remove my failures from my personality and it's a lot easier to correct behavior when it doesn't have Ego hitchhiking on its back. (Ego packs a lot of baggage.)
6) What makes you special and different from this blob called humanity?
Absolutely nothing. But I think I'm fine with that in part because I don't think of humanity as a blob but rather as little individual pockets of absolute untapped potential.
7) Do you ever wonder if you are wrong about everything you currently believe and hold to be true? And if it turns out that none of it is as it seems would you wish to be told the TRUTH a minute before you die or die not knowing at all?
There's this quote I love:
"Deeply held beliefs of any kind prevent you from being open to experience, which is why I find all firmly held ideological positions questionable. It makes me nervous when someone believes too deeply or too much." - Milton Glaser
And I used to think this way too, Milt. (Can I call you Milt?) But then I discovered that I truly, absolutely, with all of my heart believed in a God composed of absolute and unconditional love. And instead of that belief closing any doors on anyone else's beliefs, it opened a thousand doors of acceptance towards everyone and everything that is different from me. Suddenly the world was full of possibility because everything was loved into existence for a reason, and fear didn't even factor into the equation.
8) So how come it's 8 questions? Why not 5, 7 or 10? Why 8? Do you want more or do you wish you'd had less?
I find that 8 signifies completeness in most societies and cultures, although 7 works just fine too. In the end, this was the perfect amount of questions to answer on my lunch break.
Thanks for tagging me, Purple Cow!! You're the coolest :)
And finally, the news I'm excited to share: during my bloggy break, my girl Lira got engaged to her adorable boyfriend, Anthony...and while I was busy jumping up and down in my seat in excitement when they told me, they asked me if I would be the officiant for their wedding. To which my response, when I stopped doing the Muppet Dance of Joy, was:
ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!! Of course I will!!!!
Now I have about 355 days to get over my fear of public speaking. HOOOORRAAAAYYY!!!!
Also, for those who threatened/promised to stalk me in my last post, just consider yourself forewarned that stalking me involves witnessing lots of air guitar and consumption of Rocky Road ice cream, along with plenty of Buffy the Vampire Slayer re-runs when I can't sleep. Don't say I didn't warn you.
A few weeks back I was tagged by the lovely Purple Cow over at Australian in Athens to answer even MORE questions that she thinks I should answer, so here I am, doing my homework. I better get a cookie after this. And maybe some spiced apple cider. And some candy corn.
So here's the questions. Purple Cow came up with these, so I have to come up with some new ones to pass along to everyone else, which I'll do in another post later on down the line when I'm not still playing catch up from being gone from the blogosphere for three weeks.
1) Why do you blog? Have the reasons changed as you've been doing it?
I blog because I love telling stories. I also love connecting with other people and hearing their stories. And I think my voice comes out best when I write because sometimes my mind doesn't work when I speak, and a lot of times I talktoofast because my mind is going 3 million miles a second. I also blog because I love blogging and we should all be able to do the things that we love (it's a wonderful life philosophy). I don't think these reasons will ever change, but there's another reason I'm excited about blogging and it has to do with a Big Idea of my very own and I'll be letting you guys know very, very soon as soon as the details are worked out. (Add "cryptic blogging" to the list of reasons why I love blogging.)
2) Why do they ask "What animal are you most like?" at job interviews? And what could they possibly learn about the person being interviewed when they ask this question? (Also feel free to share any other stupid questions you've been asked at job interviews).
I've...never been asked that question before at a job interview. Purple Cow, are you sure that's not just a Greek thing? Unless I'm applying for a job at Sea World I do not expect anyone to ever ask me that question. Maybe I've just been blessed with mercifully boring job interviews... you get that when you work primarily at bookstores and accounting firms (as I have done.) I suppose I could tell you all the ridiculous things that have been asked of me at auditions, but they are too numerous to count.
3) If you were to arrange a rendezvous with your 18-year-old self what would you say to yourself? How much would you have in common? Would you accuse yourself of something?
I don't think I'd bother going back in time just to accuse myself of something...that seems like a waste of a time-travel trip. Why would I travel through space and time just to give myself grief? I can do that anytime I want...
I guess if I had the chance I'd sit down my little 18 year old twerpy self and say, "Hey kid. It's me, I'm you from the future, stop looking confused, your face will get stuck that way. Couple things you should know: number one, I know that you've been through a lot of bad stuff already and it's hurt you a lot. And you probably think that the world owes you something for all the pain it's dealt out to you at such a young age. But it doesn't. The world doesn't owe you anything, least of all your own happiness. You have to go out and fight for that everyday and you can't count on anyone else to hand it to you. Get over yourself.
Number two, you're probably fairly confident that things are going to stop hurting. They're not. Things are gonna hurt a lot more once you get to college and un-numb yourself. You'll start to let yourself feel, for the first time in years, anger, grief, betrayal, and confusion. But let me tell you something: you will get down on your knees and cry with gratitude that you can feel emotion again, because with the bad comes the good, and you were meant to be filled with rage and confusion and love and understanding and sadness and heartache and joy and enthusiasm. You don't get one without the other, kid. So take it all, let it all in, and become stronger for it.
Finally, number three: I know you find instructions and explanations boring, but they are going to come in handy. Particularly in this thing we call life. So please, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, start listening to your Chemistry teacher and stop blowing up thermometers in the back of the room. There's only so many times you can clean mercury off your hands and your
PS don't make out with Adam. He's a dickhead.
4) Imagine me? What do I look like? (Skip this one Robin as you've already seen me on FB)
That's easy. I picture you as a cow, that's purple, who speaks with an Australian accent while living in Greece. ;)
5) Have you ever surprised yourself with your own wickedness?
I stopped calling wickedness "wickedness" a long time ago and started calling it something closer to "missing the mark." That way I can remove my failures from my personality and it's a lot easier to correct behavior when it doesn't have Ego hitchhiking on its back. (Ego packs a lot of baggage.)
6) What makes you special and different from this blob called humanity?
Absolutely nothing. But I think I'm fine with that in part because I don't think of humanity as a blob but rather as little individual pockets of absolute untapped potential.
7) Do you ever wonder if you are wrong about everything you currently believe and hold to be true? And if it turns out that none of it is as it seems would you wish to be told the TRUTH a minute before you die or die not knowing at all?
There's this quote I love:
"Deeply held beliefs of any kind prevent you from being open to experience, which is why I find all firmly held ideological positions questionable. It makes me nervous when someone believes too deeply or too much." - Milton Glaser
And I used to think this way too, Milt. (Can I call you Milt?) But then I discovered that I truly, absolutely, with all of my heart believed in a God composed of absolute and unconditional love. And instead of that belief closing any doors on anyone else's beliefs, it opened a thousand doors of acceptance towards everyone and everything that is different from me. Suddenly the world was full of possibility because everything was loved into existence for a reason, and fear didn't even factor into the equation.
8) So how come it's 8 questions? Why not 5, 7 or 10? Why 8? Do you want more or do you wish you'd had less?
I find that 8 signifies completeness in most societies and cultures, although 7 works just fine too. In the end, this was the perfect amount of questions to answer on my lunch break.
Thanks for tagging me, Purple Cow!! You're the coolest :)
And finally, the news I'm excited to share: during my bloggy break, my girl Lira got engaged to her adorable boyfriend, Anthony...and while I was busy jumping up and down in my seat in excitement when they told me, they asked me if I would be the officiant for their wedding. To which my response, when I stopped doing the Muppet Dance of Joy, was:
ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!! Of course I will!!!!
Now I have about 355 days to get over my fear of public speaking. HOOOORRAAAAYYY!!!!
25 comments:
As always, great answers to the questions. I can't say that you surprised me even a little. I think that means that I feel like I am really getting to know you. Dang, that feels pretty good. Of course, that just means you will pull something out of your hat at a later date that knocks me over *boom.* But, that's okay. Everybody should have at least one surprise up their sleeve (she grins). Love ya girl.
ewww a cryptic blog idea of your very own! I can't wait to hear! Does it involve a shoe string, a passport and a AA battery?
You'll be fine when the time comes! This was such a great blogpost! I love how you told yourself not to kiss he-who-shall-not-be-named...
YAY! I'm so glad you're back! We all missed you!
I love when you answer philosophical questions, too. You've got such a wonderful way with words, like for reals.
xoxo!
I love playing tour guide in my hometown! Sounds like you had fun!
we did that same evil to our family friend, asked her to officiate..and it went so wonderfully! you will be perfect!
Holy cow...wow!
I remember once meeting with Italian director Lina Wertmuller and asking her what was the most fascinating question she was ever asked. Her response was that journalists think that the trick is asking interesting and unusual questions whereas the real interesting stuff isn't the questions that are asked but the answers that one chooses to give.
That's you Phoenix, too! Anyone can ask you the most mundane things and you will give an interesting thought-provoking twist.
You floored me with your responses. You're the coolest!
PS Wish you could meet with my 18-year-old self also...
Well that was a post to make up for your temporary absence, Phoenix, if ever there was one.
Do you talk as fast as you write?
Stop looking confused, your face will get stuck that way???? I am roaring with laughter, rolling around the floor of my office. (Shhhh, yes I sometimes read blogs on company time)
Great answers!!! Can you go back and tell my 18 year old self to run away from Sean while you're at it. :) XOXO
P.S. She totally slept on the floor all night to avoid making her bed. She's quite the clever child sometimes.
Robin - thank you kindly! One day I shall surprise you entirely by, um... not burning dinner, or something like that.
Bath - it DOES involve a shoe string, passport and AA battery! HOW DID YOU KNOW? I'm like the female McGyver.
Lydia - yeah, but I totally named him. Adam, if you're reading this... you're probably still a dickhead.
Lira - thank you doll!
Michelle - playing tour guide is one of the most fun things to do, I think. I always learn something new about my own city and fall in love with it all over again.
Maggie May - thanks for the confidence boost. I just hope I don't pass out from nervousness.
Purple Cow - aw, you're too kind. You thought up the questions, you should definitely take some credit! And your 18 year old self and my 18 year old self should totally hang out.
Elisabeth - I talk EVEN faster than I write. ;)
Annie - I'm glad I could crack you up. Shhh, don't tell anyone - sometimes I BLOG while at work!
Gwen - clever child indeed! She must get that from her mom. And I'll add Sean to my sh!t list. :)
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There's only two times you haven't cracked me up. Those two are my favorite ♥
YOU? Fear of public speaking? You're an actress...you can't have that fear all the rest of us have! You'll do fine. I have great confidence in you. :)
Loved your answers and can't wait to read about your Big Idea!
Nice...being a tourist in your hometown is fun. Especially when you've got cool things nearby to show them. :)
What a crazy set of random questions and fun answers. Thanks for sharing. :)
I got to wondering how many list I would be on if people could travel back to their 18 yr old self...and then realized I married that girl! What a relief! :) (honestly, I'm still on the crap list from time to time) I'm with you on the public speaking. But I'd bet my hat you'll do just fine. Have a great week!
OMFG. You are so funny.
i think i blog for the EXACT same reasons as you!
i hope you have a fab weekend!
"start listening to your Chemistry teacher and stop blowing up thermometers in the back of the room"
Wise words (I'm a chemist) - mercury poisoning is heavy, man.
i like your answer to 5.
i'd give my 18-year-old self a big hug.
seriously, buffy??
:)
you make question and answer so much fun! congratulations on the wedding officiant, what a beautiful honor! you will be GREAT.
♥ lori
Great job on the 18yo self! That was my favorite.
I probably would just stand there looking at myself thinking, He won't listen, why bother? Then I'd tell him to relax and have a beer, and dump your girlfriend before she infects you.
But I wouldn't listen. I never did. I still don't, so don't bother.
Great interview.
- Eric
Hahaha, this is such a fun idea. I have no idea what I would say to my 18-year-old self!
And you will be the perfect officiant, will there be video?
Amazing answers. And I think you will be brilliant by the way. ;o)
Annie - I think I know which two you are referring to. Those are two of my favorites as well - but much harder to write. :)
Barbara - thank you :) Even though I'm an actress, Yep, total fear of public speaking. I'll do it and relax into it eventually but I get very nervous!
Okie - being a tourist in one's own town is so much fun. I highly recommend it (sans fanny pack, though.)
Dave - aw, you and your wife were high school sweethearts? Cutest thing EVER.
Droll - thanks girl! I think you and I definitely blog for the same reasons.
Nick - true story. I blew up like four of them before my Chem teacher started making my lab partners do it. I had some good mercury stains on my hands for a few days in high school... good times.
Ed - I'd give your 18 year old self a hug too. And YES, Buffy, seriously. ;)
Lori - thank you! I hope I don't stutter too much or spill anything on the bride and groom.
Eric - I cracked up so hard at your "dump your girlfriend before she infects you" line. Too damn funny! (or, er, tragic. Take your pick.)
Dionne - I don't know if there will be video or not. I hope not but then, that's Lira's call!
Kris - thank you darlin'! I hope I have as much faith as you have when the big day comes...
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