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How often are you wrong? Do you find it difficult to admit it when you are?
Submitted by emily ann.
I'm almost always wrong. In fact, it's my Super Power: Whenever I make a serious pronouncement in all earnest about something, I'm guaranteed to be proven completely wrong within hours, if not minutes.
What do you absolutely refuse to eat?
Pickles. On account of the, you know, nausea and high potential for vomiting. Crazy of me, I know.
What story from your wild-and-crazy youth would nobody believe about you today?
When I was seven years old, I went around the neighborhood (suburban Vancouver, WA at the time) and collected garden spiders in jars.
What? The age of seven was my wild-and-crazy youth!
And, yes: I get the heebie-jeebies just thinking about what I considered "fun" at that age. Oy.
What are your top 10 most-played songs currently?
What, have you people never heard of Last.fm? Look, here's my profile.
Maybe the QotD hasn't jumped the shark, but I can hear the motorcycle engine revving...
What's a saying or phrase that's never made sense to you?
The notion of "having a crush" on someone. Doesn't being crushed sort of, you know, hurt a bit?
(This answer shamelessly lifted from my own journal entry posted almost two years ago. So there.)
What was your favorite TV season finale this year?
Submitted by Kristine.
I only watched two: CSI, and CSI:NY. Of them, I'd say CSI:NY's was better because it had some kickass action and because it didn't try to bait us with Yet Another Stupid Cliffhanger.
What? I don't watch a lot of television, okay?
In 5 words or less, who are you?
Submitted by dejablu503.
Caring dreamer, dorky dilettante.
Four. So there.
When you were younger, did your parents ever send you away for the summer? What was the experience like?
Brought to you by the movie Georgia Rule.
(Brought to you by a crass attempt at tie-in advertising. Oy. Oh, and Vox? Never, ever, "suggest" a new movie's title as a tag. Ever. Capiche?)
Ahem. Anyway. So, on to the fun.
One fine summer, which may have been that of 1983 but please don't hold me to it, Mom decided that she needed a few months to get her life in order. Or she needed a vacation from parenting, something like that. So she dumped Sis and I off with an older couple that we (vaguely) knew from church who lived in the far-off hamlet of Soap Lake. We actually attended school there for a little while, so maybe "summer" is a relative term in this case. At any rate, Ken & Virginia Savage (bless their hearts) took us in, made us feel at home, and for a few glorious weeks they took us on a cross-country road trip "back East" to visit some of their relatives. We traveled to Kansas City and then Omaha by way of Devil's Tower, the Custer Monument, Lewis & Clark Caverns and a whole slew (not to be mistaken for a half slew, I guess) of other roadside attractions.
Honestly? Best. Summer. Ever.
I'm not kidding. This is why, some day, I really want to go on some kind of similar trip with my kids. Yes, I know that getting a driver's license would go a long way toward making it possible. Let me have my dreams, eh?
How well does your name Google? Who are you up against? (Celebrities, etc.)
Submitted by Matt Blank.
I'm not up against anybody. Out of the first four pages, pretty much everything with my first and last name together on it refers specifically to me... even if some of the information (website & email addresses, places of employment) is out of date, sometimes woefully so.
Hooray. I'm a unique and beautiful snowflake.
This is the view I'm enjoying while waiting for the bus to downtown Portland. Not bad, eh?
