Posts from — June 2003

What is the first movie you loved?
I’m thinking it’s probably Wizard of Oz. Every year around Easter they’d show it on TV and I distinctly recall getting very stressed out when the movie began in black and white, because I knew it was supposed to be in color and therefore something was very wrong, like our television was suddenly broken or else the people at the TV station were messing things up, or maybe I had just imagined all that Technicolor the year before. I would stand there and watch warily, and when Dorothy finally opened that one door and walked into the full-color Land of Oz it was a huge fucking relief.

Madonna or Cyndi Lauper?
I’d rather Cyndi were my friend, but Madonna probably gives better presents.

Real tan or fake n’ bake?
Whatever I can get, provided it doesn’t make me look like a Coach purse.

Some actual answers are coming soon. And I’m still taking questions.

What is your view on the following statement: “There is a fine line between ‘hobby’ and ‘mental illness’”
Well, if the line happened to be embroidered with human hair then I’d have to agree. Otherwise, though, I’m not sure how to answer this.

What are your top five movies to watch when you’re hungover?
This is entirely a hypothetical situation for me. First, I don’t really have a movie collection, and second, I’m such a twitchy control freak about my free time that for me to willingly submit to more than two hours of watching movies alone would require a hangover so profound that I wouldn’t exactly be skipping out to the video store; I’d just have to lie in my comfy chair and watch cable.

I would, however, vaguely hope that either Mommie Dearest or Blazing Saddles would be on at some point.

What happened between you and Professor….oh, what, you didn’t think we’d remember?
Um, yeah, I was hoping you wouldn’t. There’s a long answer and a short answer for this. The long answer includes lots of strange and probably not very well informed speculation that is of no use to anyone else, especially not the people who know P. in real life and may read this site sometimes.

The short answer is “I don’t know.” I probably never will.

What is your blogging software of choice?
I am not techinically proficient enough to make an informed choice about such things. But if I were I would probably choose Moveable Type.

You want a bigger one?
This is spam.

I’ve decided that as part of my Remembering I Have a Blog efforts I will take my cue from Gwen and John Kusch and God knows who else is doing this interview meme thing. So: send me questions you’d like to see me answer, and I’ll give at least some of them my best shot.

Here are my guidelines: 1.) Send up to three questions. It’s fine if you have just one. 2.) Try to keep the scope of the questions manageable. Like I’m not going to take on something like “What’s your philosophy about body image?” 3.) Stupid questions are welcome.

Last weekend I got high-speed internet installed in the new place. This is the first time I’ve ever had it at home. After having nothing but dial-up there for five years, having the phone ring while I’m online is sort of spooky. Dialing up and disconnecting were so distinctly part of how I’d move through the day that now, a constant connection feels disconcertingly and almost physically different somehow, like I’m able to pass though walls or something.

Maybe it means I’ll write more in this front page now. I always forget it’s here. I mean I know it’s here but I have trouble remembering that it’s available to me.

My latest journal entry includes my weird secret thoughts about weight-loss community stuff. And slumber parties!