Mr. Chadwick over at the journey laid out the famous questions and asked us all to play so I thought that I wasn’t going to blog about anything else – I might as well be a sport, normally I suck at that.
- 1. What is your favorite word?
I’ve recently taken up smoking again while feeling like I would rather have taken up drinking. I would do both but – whoa, one vice at a time there big guy.
- 2. What is your least favorite word?
Sleeping well has always been an issue, except when medicated by this drug that takes away my ability to link words and phrases together in a meaningful way.
- 3. What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
I’ve never liked being in a car for long periods unless there was a point to the getting somewhere, anywhere.
- 4. What turns you off?
static no longer fills nighttime after we’ve left the television on.
- 5. What is your favorite curse word?
dancing on bare carpet with bare feet while naked always makes the neighbors smile.
- 6. What sound or noise do you love?
generally speaking most people would rather not know another human being unless there were some particular advantage to the acquaintance.
- 7. What sound or noise do you hate?
using a typewriter has truly honed my typing skills and my love of fine paper.
- 8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Giorgio Armani makes the best black plastic glasses frames while diamondwood makes the best material for a cane.
- 9. What profession would you not like to do?
Albert Einstein once wrote that imagination is more important than knowledge and I disagree. I would call them out equally – imagination without the ability to express it would be a tragedy and knowledge without the ability to see where it is useful abstractly would be an equal tragedy – Like Garfunkel post Simon and Garfunkel.
- 10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
I walked once for two miles in the pouring rain through one way streets and the sidewalks of Chicago only to find myself in a diner where they served bad housewife coffee.
the platitudes of willful resemblance 