THE RULES:
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better!
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
Interviewer:
hollyygolightly 1. In an ideal world, what would happen if Jade and Buster met?
Easy. I don't know how they would swing this, since Buster is about one-sixth the size of Jade, but they'd do it and have puppies. Except instead of having a litter of giant Jack Russell-esque Labradors, they would follow Disney protocol a la Lady and the Tramp: all the female puppies would look like Jade, and all the male puppies would look like Buster.
Last night, during a rare moment of artistic lucidity, I was able to render their as-yet fictional romantic introduction.
Jade Calys (left) and Buster Sharp (center) share a moment of sunlit repose at their estate in Southern France while an unidentified feline intruder looks on.
2. What is your favourite memory of you, Michael and Allison together?
We used to play this really great game that was a cross between the plots of The Goonies, MacGyver, a relatively obscure French TV show called The Mysterious Cities of Gold (look it up on YouTube), and Indiana Jones. It was a long, arduous and usually deadly trek to the top of our staircase in Iowa that typically involved ropes, backpacks, and several bouts of perilous dangling from the bannister (much to our mother's displeasure).
3. What do you like most about being the youngest child? What do you dislike the most?
There's no way to get around the fact that the youngest child usually gets spoiled to some degree. I mean, I was living the high life when Allison and Michael were both in college and I was still at home, finishing up high school. Unfortunately, the absence of other children to distract from my behavior meant that my parents had their eye on me all the time. And, as you know, my parents are the most high-strung, over-protective people in the world. I think they're [a large part of the reason for] why I turned out the way I did.
4. If you had to choose between eating pepperoni pizza every day for the rest of your life, or being friends with me, which would you choose? Its cool if you choose the pizza... its a hard choice, I know.
Definitely being friends with you. I like pepperoni pizza a lot, but I like you infinitely more. And don't you think eating an entire pepperoni pizza everyday would eventually catch up to me? I'd die at thirty, fat, heart disease-ridden, and friendless.
5. Would you like to ever play cello professionally? Would you ever consider doing it if you had the opportunity?
No and no. The word "professional" implies that playing cello would be my livelihood and therefore my main source of income, and truth be told, I'm neither dedicated or talented enough to do that. Plus, it's way too time-consuming, and I enjoy doing too many other things to ONLY play cello. I will always love playing, though. Ideally, I would like to be involved in a community orchestra so that I could continue to play as a source of enjoyment. Or, my secret wish has always been to be invited to play cello for a band like The Magnetic Fields or Belle and Sebastian. *le sigh*