Thank Nat!
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Maybe interview me."
2. I might respond by asking you 5 questions of a personal nature.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions, if you're up for it.
4. You shouldn't include this and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you needn't ask them 5 questions.
1. What is this?
This is an attitude. It's a state of mind...It is, itself, like another character in the movie. It's like jazz hands, only sparklier. The Russians tried to steal the secret of this in the mid-50s, but they gave up when they caught it banging their wife and bringing her more pleasure than they ever had, times 10. This grinds its own coffee beans in the morning.
2. Why don't you just move to New York, already?
Full disclosure: I'm not comfortable in New York. I never have been, and I don't think I ever will be. I've made strides toward enjoying myself as much as I can when I'm there to visit, but I figure why subject myself to that on a more permanent basis? I'm a country mouse at heart. I won't ever move into DC either.
3. If all your DVDs and CDs were stolen, what would be the first things that you replace?
Jaws, London Calling, How To Keep Your CDs and DVDs Safe From Thieves: A Tutorial.
4. Did you ever read the Vampire Chronicles? I'm embarrassed to.
They look like the kinds of books that would make be beg for illiteracy. Just kidding, I just came up with that line based on this question and I wanted to use it. I haven't read them, but as the World's Biggest Aaliyah Fan, I probably should, right?
5. Be honest about Bruce Vilanch, for once.
Full disclosure: I kind of think he might be my real father. This is why I never talk about how it makes me feel whenever I watch Get Bruce! or the Oscars. See, back in the late 70s when my mom was blind, deaf, and without a decent sense of humor or gaydar, she slept with a myriad of c-list celebrities, most of whom (and I quote her) "Couldn't get a goddamn Mormon pregnant." But there was one guy...All she said was that the whole experience smelled like Cheetos, and that whoever he was she was sure that he could make middle America chuckle, then casually change the channel. Okay look, that's the last I'll talk about that. Ever.
2. I might respond by asking you 5 questions of a personal nature.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions, if you're up for it.
4. You shouldn't include this and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you needn't ask them 5 questions.
1. What is this?
This is an attitude. It's a state of mind...It is, itself, like another character in the movie. It's like jazz hands, only sparklier. The Russians tried to steal the secret of this in the mid-50s, but they gave up when they caught it banging their wife and bringing her more pleasure than they ever had, times 10. This grinds its own coffee beans in the morning.
2. Why don't you just move to New York, already?
Full disclosure: I'm not comfortable in New York. I never have been, and I don't think I ever will be. I've made strides toward enjoying myself as much as I can when I'm there to visit, but I figure why subject myself to that on a more permanent basis? I'm a country mouse at heart. I won't ever move into DC either.
3. If all your DVDs and CDs were stolen, what would be the first things that you replace?
Jaws, London Calling, How To Keep Your CDs and DVDs Safe From Thieves: A Tutorial.
4. Did you ever read the Vampire Chronicles? I'm embarrassed to.
They look like the kinds of books that would make be beg for illiteracy. Just kidding, I just came up with that line based on this question and I wanted to use it. I haven't read them, but as the World's Biggest Aaliyah Fan, I probably should, right?
5. Be honest about Bruce Vilanch, for once.
Full disclosure: I kind of think he might be my real father. This is why I never talk about how it makes me feel whenever I watch Get Bruce! or the Oscars. See, back in the late 70s when my mom was blind, deaf, and without a decent sense of humor or gaydar, she slept with a myriad of c-list celebrities, most of whom (and I quote her) "Couldn't get a goddamn Mormon pregnant." But there was one guy...All she said was that the whole experience smelled like Cheetos, and that whoever he was she was sure that he could make middle America chuckle, then casually change the channel. Okay look, that's the last I'll talk about that. Ever.