1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will post the answers to the questions (and the questions themselves) on your blog or journal.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. And thus the endless cycle of the meme goes on and on and on and on...
Nabbed this one from Dani's LJ. It's 2 AM, so I think there should be some leeway on whatever I write...
1) If you could change one thing about your appearance, what would it be?
I really don't know. Mostly because a) the whole appearance debate really sticks in my craw as a feminist and I feel like I shouldn't WANT to change anything about my appearance, and b) I pretty much hate the way I look anyway. But probably my hair--I wish it were something more controllable with less effort.
2) What is your favorite memory from last summer?
Ireland, Ireland, Ireland. Last summer was really amazing in so many ways, but Ireland was absolutely the most fantastic time of my life. There is no way to possibly describe the experience of sitting in a room with talented, golden-hearted people quietly singing songs for each other and for the songs themselves. To live suspended out time, just for a moment, and live in music...I've never experienced it to that degree anywhere else.
3) If someone handed you a 12-hole, wooden, tenor Ocarina in C that hadn't been played in 20 years, what would you do?
I would probably play the theme from Zelda. Because it's an ocrarina. And you knew this, you just wanted to be sure. :)
4) Name a profession you would totally love to try but are completely unqualified for (astronaut? pirate? superhero?). What about this profession appeals to you? ---I stole this from Erin because it's such a good question.
Even though it was suggested, I totes would take superhero. I mean, I really feel like I was destined to have superpowers of some sort anyway. I'm just not quite sure what the hold up is. It appeals to me for several reasons.
1) I'd be a freaking superhero. I could save ANYBODY.
2) I'd be a total BAMF.
3) I really would feel like a much more complete person if I could topple an evil regime of some sort (I'mlookingatyouKingpin.)
5) What is your favorite quote from a book and why?
There's a poem quoted in Derek Jensen's Walking on Water. I think I might actually be cheating around the requirements, but I'm doing it anyway.
You wouldn't think
It would be so easy
To forget
Who we really are
Or that death is always at our shoulder
Or that everything is alive
Or that God is everywhere singing
I think this is the most beautiful poem ever. Truly, in our lives, we do forget. We forget the beauty of the world around us, the quiet whisper of God, the finite nature of our lives. We get wrapped up on what we have to do that we forget who we are. This poem re-grounds me, renews me, reminds me to look for truth and not "forget."
Because it is so easy, and we always have to fight it--to find our center, find our light. To find God in the chaos and the loudness. Even in the noise, there is singing. And when we lose it, lose our place in the song, we lose ourselves.
So keep hearing the song, ladies and gentlemen, and never forget.
Showing posts with label Ireland. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ireland. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
Ireland, Time Travel and Obama...
Last night I dreamed I would regularly go through this window-type thing (think: Subtle Knife) and it would take me to a place in Ireland about fifty years ago.
(Pauses for processing.)
Well, I was talking to Derrick James on the phone while I was in Ireland (which, incidentally enough, is a non-existent spot that has shown up in other dreams) when I suddenly realized how freakishly high the rates would be. So I ran back to the window only to find that someone had closed it up.
I have no idea exactly how all this tied together, but somehow the person who closed up the secret window did so to trap me and others in Ireland to do nothing but play video games all day. There was some devilish plot afoot to ruin our world and keep us from stopping whatever this person was doing by dulling us down and having us play all day.
For some strange reason, Obama was also there. I was trying to explain to some Irish girl how Obama was really one of the greatest world leader of our time. Her general attitude was that our world must completely suck.
You could kind of see her point, since Obama just played DDR all the time.
Finally I started to realize that maybe it was a little bizzare how we had all the games ever made, but we were fifty years in the past. I think somehow we were trying to find our way back, but I woke up before then.
...
Doesn't my brain frighten you?
(Pauses for processing.)
Well, I was talking to Derrick James on the phone while I was in Ireland (which, incidentally enough, is a non-existent spot that has shown up in other dreams) when I suddenly realized how freakishly high the rates would be. So I ran back to the window only to find that someone had closed it up.
I have no idea exactly how all this tied together, but somehow the person who closed up the secret window did so to trap me and others in Ireland to do nothing but play video games all day. There was some devilish plot afoot to ruin our world and keep us from stopping whatever this person was doing by dulling us down and having us play all day.
For some strange reason, Obama was also there. I was trying to explain to some Irish girl how Obama was really one of the greatest world leader of our time. Her general attitude was that our world must completely suck.
You could kind of see her point, since Obama just played DDR all the time.
Finally I started to realize that maybe it was a little bizzare how we had all the games ever made, but we were fifty years in the past. I think somehow we were trying to find our way back, but I woke up before then.
...
Doesn't my brain frighten you?
Saturday, August 16, 2008
The Woman Formerly Known as Ms. Amanda
Summer...camp...is...OVER!!!
There are no words to describe this awesomeness.
So now, in true YA style, I'll do a summer update in list form!
Five things I will miss about this summer:
1) Mom and Shirley
How many people are lucky enough to have a family that they actually LOVE hanging around? Or a mom who's willing to play DDR with you on the boardwalk? C'mon, that's straight-up AWESOME.
2) Geocaching
The permanent end to the, "What do you want to do?" debate. Treasure hunting--high-tech style.
3) Seeing Dani frequently.
More than once a year is "frequently." So I'll definitely take what we've gotten this summer, and it's been great to spend more than three "HIBYE" days with her.
4) Kicking major ass at Egyptian RatScrew.
I spent most of my freshman year getting beaten into obliteration by Seth Carson at Egyptian Ratscrew in the Vortex. Seems that I absorbed some of that greatness, though. I completely dominated everyone at work on it. (No, not just the ten year olds, thank you smartasses.)
5) Not having to practice so hard-core.
OK, I know I really shouldn't be happy about this one, but it was so nice. I could just go do my own thing after work and not have to worry about having a trumpet on my face three hours a day. It will kill me in about a week, but for now, I'm comfortable floating down Denile River.
Five things I will NOT miss about this summer:
1) Band-aids.
Band-aids are badges of honor. They are not just blood-stoppers. They are a seven year old's Purple Heart. No matter how small the injury, any child will swear on their mother's honor they need a Band-aid. And guess who has to stop what she's doing to explain WHY the bruise doesn't need a Band-aid?
2) Driving a 15-passenger van full of kids begging me to turn the radio to 102 JAMZ.
3) Having NO internet.
Seriously, there's a reason I haven't posted lately. I've been a terrible friend via Facebook AND Blogger AND Absolute Write. We just got wireless in my house--right in time for me to leave.
4) Writing total for this summer: 3.5k.
'Nuff said.
5) High-strung parents.
Your child flung four scooters across the gym at another kid and you want to know why the OTHER kid didn't get suspended? You want us to ignore your child's punishment because it's his birthday and you brought cupcakes? You think I told your child to pick up a stray cat? The list goes on and on and on.
Five wonderful memories from this summer:
1) IRELAND.
No post I ever make will do that trip justice. I've never been somewhere with no family ties and been positive I'd be going back.
2) Meeting Jamie.
Jamie was a friend Dani brought from working at TIP. I clicked with her almost the fastest of anyone I've met in the past few years, which was wonderful.
3) The Fourth of July in Ocean City, Maryland.
Talk about a PARTY. The fireworks were awesome, the boardwalk was always crowded, and the weather was great (except the downpour imediately after the fireworks. But you know, we'll take what we can get.) Also I had my first experience of gorging myself on crab. Blue Crab, to be exact. AMAZING. First time--but NOT the last.
4) Having Mike, John, Kathryn, and Marie over.
OK, so the bonfire ended up a bust, but it was still great to have everyone over. It was just a very chill, good time. Even though nothing really striking happened, it was just a very nice time.
5) Finding the skunk Geocaching.
That was really TOO funny. I pulled back a bush to grab the cache, and WOW! Pepe le Phew was HOME! I don't think I've ever moved that fast in my life.
Finally, the most satisfying part of Summer 2008:
Turning in my City Employee's badge and saying, "Nope. I'm not coming back next summer."
"Are you su--"
"Yes. I'm positive."
On to Band Camp.
There are no words to describe this awesomeness.
So now, in true YA style, I'll do a summer update in list form!
Five things I will miss about this summer:
1) Mom and Shirley
How many people are lucky enough to have a family that they actually LOVE hanging around? Or a mom who's willing to play DDR with you on the boardwalk? C'mon, that's straight-up AWESOME.
2) Geocaching
The permanent end to the, "What do you want to do?" debate. Treasure hunting--high-tech style.
3) Seeing Dani frequently.
More than once a year is "frequently." So I'll definitely take what we've gotten this summer, and it's been great to spend more than three "HIBYE" days with her.
4) Kicking major ass at Egyptian RatScrew.
I spent most of my freshman year getting beaten into obliteration by Seth Carson at Egyptian Ratscrew in the Vortex. Seems that I absorbed some of that greatness, though. I completely dominated everyone at work on it. (No, not just the ten year olds, thank you smartasses.)
5) Not having to practice so hard-core.
OK, I know I really shouldn't be happy about this one, but it was so nice. I could just go do my own thing after work and not have to worry about having a trumpet on my face three hours a day. It will kill me in about a week, but for now, I'm comfortable floating down Denile River.
Five things I will NOT miss about this summer:
1) Band-aids.
Band-aids are badges of honor. They are not just blood-stoppers. They are a seven year old's Purple Heart. No matter how small the injury, any child will swear on their mother's honor they need a Band-aid. And guess who has to stop what she's doing to explain WHY the bruise doesn't need a Band-aid?
2) Driving a 15-passenger van full of kids begging me to turn the radio to 102 JAMZ.
They simply don't understand why I won't let them listen to the almost unedited version of:
She getting crunk in the club I mean she working
Then I like to see the female twerking taking the clothes off BUCKEY nakedATL.
Hoe don’t disrespect it
Pa pop yo pussy like this cause yin yang twins in this bitch
Lil Jon and theEast side boys wit me and we all like to see Ass and tities
Now bring yo ass over here hoe and let me see you get low if you want this Thug
Now take it to the floor (to the floor) and if yo ass wanta act you can keep yo ass where you at
Yep. I'm unreasonable.
3) Having NO internet.
Seriously, there's a reason I haven't posted lately. I've been a terrible friend via Facebook AND Blogger AND Absolute Write. We just got wireless in my house--right in time for me to leave.
4) Writing total for this summer: 3.5k.
'Nuff said.
5) High-strung parents.
Your child flung four scooters across the gym at another kid and you want to know why the OTHER kid didn't get suspended? You want us to ignore your child's punishment because it's his birthday and you brought cupcakes? You think I told your child to pick up a stray cat? The list goes on and on and on.
Five wonderful memories from this summer:
1) IRELAND.
No post I ever make will do that trip justice. I've never been somewhere with no family ties and been positive I'd be going back.
2) Meeting Jamie.
Jamie was a friend Dani brought from working at TIP. I clicked with her almost the fastest of anyone I've met in the past few years, which was wonderful.
3) The Fourth of July in Ocean City, Maryland.
Talk about a PARTY. The fireworks were awesome, the boardwalk was always crowded, and the weather was great (except the downpour imediately after the fireworks. But you know, we'll take what we can get.) Also I had my first experience of gorging myself on crab. Blue Crab, to be exact. AMAZING. First time--but NOT the last.
4) Having Mike, John, Kathryn, and Marie over.
OK, so the bonfire ended up a bust, but it was still great to have everyone over. It was just a very chill, good time. Even though nothing really striking happened, it was just a very nice time.
5) Finding the skunk Geocaching.
That was really TOO funny. I pulled back a bush to grab the cache, and WOW! Pepe le Phew was HOME! I don't think I've ever moved that fast in my life.
Finally, the most satisfying part of Summer 2008:
Turning in my City Employee's badge and saying, "Nope. I'm not coming back next summer."
"Are you su--"
"Yes. I'm positive."
On to Band Camp.
Monday, May 12, 2008
"POMP AND CIRCUM..STAAAAAAAAAAANCE"
If I hear Pomp and Circumstance one more time, I'm going to poop on someone's car.
ASU Commencement Ceremony Hoopla nonsense always has brass ensembles playing (for every graduation EXCEPT the school of music...go figure.) Anyways, of course I was a member of this esteemed group. (By "esteemed" I mean "poor kids who will subject themselves to twelve hours of graduation ceremonies for 60 bucks a pop.")
So...yeah. If I never hear Pomp and Circumstance again, I will not cry. It will be a stretch to even go to my kid's graduation. I guess I could purchase those ridiculous sized headphones they sell at NASCAR races, and hope the band director doesn't get offended.
Oh, shit. What if I'm the band director?
OK, well, hope my students aren't offended.
Anyway I'm currently in the middle of my highly-efficient, organized country-leaving preperation. This looks a little more like, "Oh, shit! I'm leaving TOMORROW!" (throws everything in sight into a suitcase.)
I have no idea what internet will be like in Ireland (but rest assured, I will NOT be spending much time on it even if it's availible.) So have a lovely 2 1/2 weeks, and I'll be updating again before long!
ASU Commencement Ceremony Hoopla nonsense always has brass ensembles playing (for every graduation EXCEPT the school of music...go figure.) Anyways, of course I was a member of this esteemed group. (By "esteemed" I mean "poor kids who will subject themselves to twelve hours of graduation ceremonies for 60 bucks a pop.")
So...yeah. If I never hear Pomp and Circumstance again, I will not cry. It will be a stretch to even go to my kid's graduation. I guess I could purchase those ridiculous sized headphones they sell at NASCAR races, and hope the band director doesn't get offended.
Oh, shit. What if I'm the band director?
OK, well, hope my students aren't offended.
Anyway I'm currently in the middle of my highly-efficient, organized country-leaving preperation. This looks a little more like, "Oh, shit! I'm leaving TOMORROW!" (throws everything in sight into a suitcase.)
I have no idea what internet will be like in Ireland (but rest assured, I will NOT be spending much time on it even if it's availible.) So have a lovely 2 1/2 weeks, and I'll be updating again before long!
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