questioning memery
Memed. If you're thinking it was spartanwerewolf you are right.
Rules:
Leave me a comment and I will respond by asking you five questions that satisfy my curiosity. Update your journal with the answers to the questions, including this in the post.
(Or, ask me more stuff in comments and I'll answer those too.)
So here's what Badger asked me.
1) Tell me how you got into photography?
I couldn't not get into it. Just by virtue of being born who I was, I was doomed to photography. My mom was a big photography junkie before she had me - had her own darkroom, placed in shows, all kinds of good stuff. When I came along it turned into less streets and landscapes and more shots of a snot-nosed toddler. I was given cameras to play with as soon as I was old enough to not break them. (Still remember the first time I got to use her Nikkormat -- and the first shot I took with it, which was metered and focused correctly but crooked.) Sixties protest songs and photography, that's what I was raised on.
2) Why'd you pick a Boxer?
I'd always admired Boxers, in a distant far-off someday-maybe-I'll-have-one way. I started taking Buster and Piglet to the dogpark, and the place was absolutely infested with Boxers. The someday-maybe turned into I NEED ANOTHER DOG RIGHT NOW, and then Riley happened. I'd never gotten a non-shelter dog - and the last time my mom had got one was in the seventies - so we just looked in the classified ads. I am aware now that Riley is the product of Backyard Breeding and this is not the best way to go about acquiring a dog, but if I had to do it all again, I'd rocket out there and make sure I got her before anyone else did. Also, in all honesty, I knew Sadie wasn't going to live much longer -- she and Riley overlapped by about two months. I'd never had a dog die of old age, and WE NEED A PUPPY is a totally valid reaction to MY ANCIENT DOG ISN'T GOING TO LAST, I reckon.
3) Favourite hockey moment evar?
It'd be too much of a cliche to say it was Game Seven - the expected Lightning fan answer - and really that isn't it anyway, although that was an awesome moment. It was the first game I ever went to. We were in the second row of the second level, in the really fancy expensive seats where they bring you burger menus. (My friend's parent - dad I think - had gotten tickets.) They were playing the Caps, and this was the miserable losing season that sucked so bad we wound up picking first and drafting Vinny. Anyway, I found it all kind of confusing, until warmups started, and - I remember this quite clearly, they were playing 'Sad But True' by Metallica, which was (and still is) my favorite of their songs. And I thought: okay, ice-cold airconditioned sport plus good music? I can get behind this. Then halfway through the second there was a brilliant fistfight that ended with one of the refs scraping blood off the ice with a skate. Caps won, but it didn't matter - I was a goner.
4) If you had a day to spend with the players or team of your choice, WTF would you do?
Leaving aside all the wink-nudge options: get them to tell me stories. Seriously. I'd just want them to talk. You know me and stories. Especially if I could get told stories by the Smitty And Malone Show, though I get the idea that with those two it's getting them to shut up that's the trick.
5) Star Wars! Favourite scene/characters and why?
THE STORMTROOPERS WANT ME TO SAY THE STORMTROOPERS FIRST, SO I HAVE. While I've always been more of a Han Solo girl (come on, Harrison Ford, there is no competing), I have a certain fondness for Luke Skywalker too. Oh, and that critter with the stick with skulls that's on screen for like two seconds in Jabba's palace, the green and yellow thing that looks like a flatworm with really long arms, because I had an action figure of it when I was maybe four years old. This thing, to be specific. I remember picking that out at the toy store, and I remember this because, at the time, I had this weird rule that whenever I got a new toy, it had to sleep in my bed that night. My mother was baffled by this. It was one event of many that made her accept that she had spawned a Strange Child.
(And really, would you have me any other way?)
Rules:
Leave me a comment and I will respond by asking you five questions that satisfy my curiosity. Update your journal with the answers to the questions, including this in the post.
(Or, ask me more stuff in comments and I'll answer those too.)
So here's what Badger asked me.
1) Tell me how you got into photography?
I couldn't not get into it. Just by virtue of being born who I was, I was doomed to photography. My mom was a big photography junkie before she had me - had her own darkroom, placed in shows, all kinds of good stuff. When I came along it turned into less streets and landscapes and more shots of a snot-nosed toddler. I was given cameras to play with as soon as I was old enough to not break them. (Still remember the first time I got to use her Nikkormat -- and the first shot I took with it, which was metered and focused correctly but crooked.) Sixties protest songs and photography, that's what I was raised on.
2) Why'd you pick a Boxer?
I'd always admired Boxers, in a distant far-off someday-maybe-I'll-have-one way. I started taking Buster and Piglet to the dogpark, and the place was absolutely infested with Boxers. The someday-maybe turned into I NEED ANOTHER DOG RIGHT NOW, and then Riley happened. I'd never gotten a non-shelter dog - and the last time my mom had got one was in the seventies - so we just looked in the classified ads. I am aware now that Riley is the product of Backyard Breeding and this is not the best way to go about acquiring a dog, but if I had to do it all again, I'd rocket out there and make sure I got her before anyone else did. Also, in all honesty, I knew Sadie wasn't going to live much longer -- she and Riley overlapped by about two months. I'd never had a dog die of old age, and WE NEED A PUPPY is a totally valid reaction to MY ANCIENT DOG ISN'T GOING TO LAST, I reckon.
3) Favourite hockey moment evar?
It'd be too much of a cliche to say it was Game Seven - the expected Lightning fan answer - and really that isn't it anyway, although that was an awesome moment. It was the first game I ever went to. We were in the second row of the second level, in the really fancy expensive seats where they bring you burger menus. (My friend's parent - dad I think - had gotten tickets.) They were playing the Caps, and this was the miserable losing season that sucked so bad we wound up picking first and drafting Vinny. Anyway, I found it all kind of confusing, until warmups started, and - I remember this quite clearly, they were playing 'Sad But True' by Metallica, which was (and still is) my favorite of their songs. And I thought: okay, ice-cold airconditioned sport plus good music? I can get behind this. Then halfway through the second there was a brilliant fistfight that ended with one of the refs scraping blood off the ice with a skate. Caps won, but it didn't matter - I was a goner.
4) If you had a day to spend with the players or team of your choice, WTF would you do?
Leaving aside all the wink-nudge options: get them to tell me stories. Seriously. I'd just want them to talk. You know me and stories. Especially if I could get told stories by the Smitty And Malone Show, though I get the idea that with those two it's getting them to shut up that's the trick.
5) Star Wars! Favourite scene/characters and why?
THE STORMTROOPERS WANT ME TO SAY THE STORMTROOPERS FIRST, SO I HAVE. While I've always been more of a Han Solo girl (come on, Harrison Ford, there is no competing), I have a certain fondness for Luke Skywalker too. Oh, and that critter with the stick with skulls that's on screen for like two seconds in Jabba's palace, the green and yellow thing that looks like a flatworm with really long arms, because I had an action figure of it when I was maybe four years old. This thing, to be specific. I remember picking that out at the toy store, and I remember this because, at the time, I had this weird rule that whenever I got a new toy, it had to sleep in my bed that night. My mother was baffled by this. It was one event of many that made her accept that she had spawned a Strange Child.
(And really, would you have me any other way?)