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timly1. had any wings lately?
You know, I had to think about this. It's been a couple of months. On the upside, it's crawfish season now, which are like cajun chicken wings. . . but this year's have been -terrible.-
2. did you have a room mate in college you liked? (and tell me some funny anecdote involving said person)
I originally liked Steve The Jew, until The Incident.
The Incident was his leaving for Detroit for a departmental conference. For four days. Without telling me. With specific instructions to everyone we knew not to tell me where he was. I found out on day three, after being pretty fucking worried. Every possession of his went into the dorm storage room. It looked like he'd never moved in.
The fallout was, he came back while I was out, with a cold.
"Spock. . . (suitemate) . . where is everything I own?"
[spock spilled the beans]
StJ and I didn't speak for three years.
3. how the hell did you end up in nola from dc? (i never got the story)
The gig in DC went tits-up in July of 2001. I got a shitty gig that lasted a month in Sept [yeah, 9/11 was a fun day to work near Dulles airport]. November, K's lease was up in her apt, and to cut expenses, she and her then-roommie were gonna move to a new apt and add another roommate. There was enough space that I moved up to join in the fun and help cut costs more, and look for work while giving cohabitation a shot. The cohabitation worked, the job hunt didn't. K nailed the interview down here in NOLA, so I encouraged her to take it, and here we are.
4. how did you meet k (what is her name, anyway?) and did you know right then?
At a Switchblade Symphony/Razed in Black concert in Buffalo, 7/22/99 - my combination of Monty Python quotes, corset lacing skillz, and the thorough application of vodka tonics to all parties proved irresistable. Or I was just cute, willing, and available. . . you'd have to ask her. ;-)
5. would you go if you had the chance to go into space? (you should have a better answer than yes or no, dagnabit!)
Depends where I was going, how fast, and who the other passengers were. The notion of circumnavigating the universe in 40 years (ship time) at a speed within a decimal point of the speed of light is really fucking cool, but having the universe end while en route, and missing the end of the solar system (or having the universe end) might kind of suck if there were no babes on board for all that zero-g pr0n action, you know? Mission to a terraformed Mars or the Moon? Yeah, sure. The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress, and all that.
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1 - Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.
2 - I will respond; I'll ask you five questions.
3 - You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers.
4 - You'll include this explanation.
5 - You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed.
You know, I had to think about this. It's been a couple of months. On the upside, it's crawfish season now, which are like cajun chicken wings. . . but this year's have been -terrible.-
2. did you have a room mate in college you liked? (and tell me some funny anecdote involving said person)
I originally liked Steve The Jew, until The Incident.
The Incident was his leaving for Detroit for a departmental conference. For four days. Without telling me. With specific instructions to everyone we knew not to tell me where he was. I found out on day three, after being pretty fucking worried. Every possession of his went into the dorm storage room. It looked like he'd never moved in.
The fallout was, he came back while I was out, with a cold.
"Spock. . . (suitemate) . . where is everything I own?"
[spock spilled the beans]
StJ and I didn't speak for three years.
3. how the hell did you end up in nola from dc? (i never got the story)
The gig in DC went tits-up in July of 2001. I got a shitty gig that lasted a month in Sept [yeah, 9/11 was a fun day to work near Dulles airport]. November, K's lease was up in her apt, and to cut expenses, she and her then-roommie were gonna move to a new apt and add another roommate. There was enough space that I moved up to join in the fun and help cut costs more, and look for work while giving cohabitation a shot. The cohabitation worked, the job hunt didn't. K nailed the interview down here in NOLA, so I encouraged her to take it, and here we are.
4. how did you meet k (what is her name, anyway?) and did you know right then?
At a Switchblade Symphony/Razed in Black concert in Buffalo, 7/22/99 - my combination of Monty Python quotes, corset lacing skillz, and the thorough application of vodka tonics to all parties proved irresistable. Or I was just cute, willing, and available. . . you'd have to ask her. ;-)
5. would you go if you had the chance to go into space? (you should have a better answer than yes or no, dagnabit!)
Depends where I was going, how fast, and who the other passengers were. The notion of circumnavigating the universe in 40 years (ship time) at a speed within a decimal point of the speed of light is really fucking cool, but having the universe end while en route, and missing the end of the solar system (or having the universe end) might kind of suck if there were no babes on board for all that zero-g pr0n action, you know? Mission to a terraformed Mars or the Moon? Yeah, sure. The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress, and all that.
RULES
1 - Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.
2 - I will respond; I'll ask you five questions.
3 - You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers.
4 - You'll include this explanation.
5 - You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed.
