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Ooooh, memeage! tagged by cpolk
Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:
For example, if nothing else is changing in your life, your weight depends on how much you eat.
Miller, Economics Today (attempting to explain independent and dependent variables)
Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?
Shadowmancer, by G. P. Taylor, a UK ya sff galley I have put off reading so long that it is probably now for sale for real.
What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Whatshisface (peter jennings?) doing his intro schpiel to his thing on the origins of christianity.
WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what time it is:
11:52 pm
Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?
12:19 am
Time flies when you're overdisclosing via email!
With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
A little traffic, the wind in the trees on Ross Island, the quiet whoosh of I-5, my cats' water fountain. (Yes, they have a fountain. They like to sit in the bath tub when it is damp after someone bathes. One of them drinks out of the toilets. The other requires walks on his leash at least once a day. They are an odd pair. It is an odd household.)
When did you last step outside?
About three hours ago when I returned from grocery shopping.
Before you came to this website, what did you look at?
My email. I'm in a chattery mood tonight. Fear does that to me. (I got a blazing migraine while I was driving home from the grocery store. On the freeway. It's never happened before, and I don't ever, ever want it to happen again. Driving with impaired vision and major pain is BAD. I got home safely though, and my miracle drug did its thing. I feel supremely happy to be alive.)
What are you wearing?
Seriously battered blue-grey cord jeans, boring underwear and my favorite tie-dyed t-shirt.
Did you dream last night?
Yes. I even remember what it was about. I'm not telling.
When did you last laugh?
Really laugh? Last week, reading Jean Ferris's Once Upon A Marigold. Laugh so much I was sore the next day? Late February.
What is on the walls of the room you are in?
This is an unfair question. I'm in a three-walled dining nook, not a room. If you insist though... A rug my dad latch hooked thirty-odd years ago with a design based on a canadian postage stamp image of the rockies; a frame that holds a print of painting by someone I know, my reimaging of Psalm 139, and a list of people who would be sad if I died; two corkboard squares I've painted and pinned a kazillion bits of paper to; and a Georgia O'Keefe flower wall calender--this month, the image is 'canna red and orange'--I can't find a link to it, sadly, but it's beautiful.
Seen anything weird lately?
It wasn't weird exactly, more maddening and sad: I spent a couple of hours last night with an emaciated black cat with an third degree burn from acid covering at least 25% of his body.
What is the last film you saw?
Howard's End. I quite liked it, but I haven't the foggiest idea why.
If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?
A 15" G4 powerbook with a superdrive and another pair of black chacos.
Tell me something about you that I don't know.
I afraid of singing by myself in front of strangers, but I've got a solo on May 23 anyway, and I'm really, really excited and terrified. It's this cool, low chant thing where I can play around a bit that's part of this utterly amazing world premiere we're doing for a brilliant 24 year old Polish woman.
If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
I'd eliminate migraines.
Do you like to dance?
In theory.
George Bush: is he a power-crazy nutcase or some one who is finally doing something that has needed to be done for years?
Bush is icky, but you know who really scares me? Rumsfield. It's a terrifying time to be an American. If I were the rest of the world, I'd hate us too.
Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
I'd never really thought about it. I'd probably pick something that could swing either way in terms of gender, if the choice was solely up to me. Or maybe Nora.
Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?:
See above. Except change Nora to Nathan (provided Noël doesn't use some version of it first).
Would you ever consider living abroad?:
If 'abroad' was someplace as fabulous as Portland, maybe.
What is something you're looking forward to?
Listening to some more of Les Miserables. (The unabridged audio book, not the musical: yes, I know it is sixty hours long. That's why I bought it from audible instead of borrowing it from the library. Besides, what's sixty hours when a man with a sexy French accent is whispering in your ear?)
Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:
For example, if nothing else is changing in your life, your weight depends on how much you eat.
Miller, Economics Today (attempting to explain independent and dependent variables)
Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?
Shadowmancer, by G. P. Taylor, a UK ya sff galley I have put off reading so long that it is probably now for sale for real.
What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Whatshisface (peter jennings?) doing his intro schpiel to his thing on the origins of christianity.
WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what time it is:
11:52 pm
Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?
12:19 am
Time flies when you're overdisclosing via email!
With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
A little traffic, the wind in the trees on Ross Island, the quiet whoosh of I-5, my cats' water fountain. (Yes, they have a fountain. They like to sit in the bath tub when it is damp after someone bathes. One of them drinks out of the toilets. The other requires walks on his leash at least once a day. They are an odd pair. It is an odd household.)
When did you last step outside?
About three hours ago when I returned from grocery shopping.
Before you came to this website, what did you look at?
My email. I'm in a chattery mood tonight. Fear does that to me. (I got a blazing migraine while I was driving home from the grocery store. On the freeway. It's never happened before, and I don't ever, ever want it to happen again. Driving with impaired vision and major pain is BAD. I got home safely though, and my miracle drug did its thing. I feel supremely happy to be alive.)
What are you wearing?
Seriously battered blue-grey cord jeans, boring underwear and my favorite tie-dyed t-shirt.
Did you dream last night?
Yes. I even remember what it was about. I'm not telling.
When did you last laugh?
Really laugh? Last week, reading Jean Ferris's Once Upon A Marigold. Laugh so much I was sore the next day? Late February.
What is on the walls of the room you are in?
This is an unfair question. I'm in a three-walled dining nook, not a room. If you insist though... A rug my dad latch hooked thirty-odd years ago with a design based on a canadian postage stamp image of the rockies; a frame that holds a print of painting by someone I know, my reimaging of Psalm 139, and a list of people who would be sad if I died; two corkboard squares I've painted and pinned a kazillion bits of paper to; and a Georgia O'Keefe flower wall calender--this month, the image is 'canna red and orange'--I can't find a link to it, sadly, but it's beautiful.
Seen anything weird lately?
It wasn't weird exactly, more maddening and sad: I spent a couple of hours last night with an emaciated black cat with an third degree burn from acid covering at least 25% of his body.
What is the last film you saw?
Howard's End. I quite liked it, but I haven't the foggiest idea why.
If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?
A 15" G4 powerbook with a superdrive and another pair of black chacos.
Tell me something about you that I don't know.
I afraid of singing by myself in front of strangers, but I've got a solo on May 23 anyway, and I'm really, really excited and terrified. It's this cool, low chant thing where I can play around a bit that's part of this utterly amazing world premiere we're doing for a brilliant 24 year old Polish woman.
If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
I'd eliminate migraines.
Do you like to dance?
In theory.
George Bush: is he a power-crazy nutcase or some one who is finally doing something that has needed to be done for years?
Bush is icky, but you know who really scares me? Rumsfield. It's a terrifying time to be an American. If I were the rest of the world, I'd hate us too.
Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
I'd never really thought about it. I'd probably pick something that could swing either way in terms of gender, if the choice was solely up to me. Or maybe Nora.
Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?:
See above. Except change Nora to Nathan (provided Noël doesn't use some version of it first).
Would you ever consider living abroad?:
If 'abroad' was someplace as fabulous as Portland, maybe.
What is something you're looking forward to?
Listening to some more of Les Miserables. (The unabridged audio book, not the musical: yes, I know it is sixty hours long. That's why I bought it from audible instead of borrowing it from the library. Besides, what's sixty hours when a man with a sexy French accent is whispering in your ear?)