Notable persons with whom I share a birthday:
Bob Marley, Charlotte Rampling, Christopher Guest, Belle Starr, Dwight L. Moody, William Burroughs, Robert Hofstadter, Robert Peel, Roger Staubach, Red Buttons, John Witherspoon, Hiram S. Maxim, André Citroën, Vivian Wu, Jennifer Jason Leigh, John Carradine, H.R. Giger, Henry "Hank" Aaron, Bobby Brown, Tony Jaa, Koriki Choshu, Nolan Bushnell, Brad Fitzpatrick.
If you belong on this list too, have a wonderful ice cream and cake kind of day!
It's Sunday, you say? Yes, well, that hasn't stopped me from posting belatedly before. ;)
1. American football: good times or couldn't care less?
Could not care less, frankly.
2. Do you have a favorite sports team?
These days? Naaah. Not for football or any other organized sport.
3. What's your favorite junk food?
Uh -- whatever's closest at any given moment? *cheesy grin* I do like Sun Chips and Chex Mix a lot, but I'll usually eat whatever snack's handy or being offered. Unless it's pork rinds; no thank you there :B
4. Are football players paid too much?
I think in America there is an excessive cultural emphasis on sports such as football, which drives up the participants' salaries.
5. Who do you think will win this year's Super Bowl?
Y'know, ... I don't even know who's playing this year. XD So there's no incentive for me to even watch.
I used to watch TV on Super Bowl Sundays just for the commercials, but now, thanks to YouTube and its brethren, I figure I'll be able to catch the good ones afterward anyway, eh?
This could be cool to some of my friends, so I'm helping to spread the word around:
Can you draw? Would you like to make a webcomic, but think it would be too much commitment? Or you can't think of characters and plot details?
Can you write story and dialogue? Woud you like to make a webcomic, but don't want to inflict your drawing on the world?
Do you have l33t Photoshop skillz, but aren't comfortable drawing or writing original material?
Would you like to make a webcomic, but don't want the hassle of trying to stick to a schedule, or create a website, or build an audience?
You can make a webcomic with the help of all those other people in a similar situation.
1. Would you rather have a fun job that doesn't pay well or a boring job that does?
Depends on what my other responsibilities are. If I needed the money desperately and could find fun elsewhere, I would try the boring job. If I were able to determine that I could get by on the fun job's pay, though, I think I'd prefer to go for the fun job.
2. Would you sacrifice your morals for a job?
I would be extremely uncomfortable with that, and vocal in active opposition to being asked to do so.
3. Would you ever take a job that requires you to be in costume?
Careful asking -- I might jump at the chance ;)
4. What is your fantasy job?
Anything that lets me help people, by doing something I'm reasonably good at and enjoy doing, in a supportive and respectful environment that fosters learning. Oh, and good pay and full medical benefits would be really nice, too, but not essential.
5. Would you like fries with that?
Hmm. Does it come topped with cheese curds and gravy?
How do you pass the time during a flight? What do you bring in your carry-on?
Ooh, I haven't flown for a few years, but I still remember when I used to fly here and there across the continent. I was always sure to bring along a good read, some writing/drawing materials, a one-time-use camera, a bit of cash, minor toiletries (tissues, bandages, lip balm), and some kind of portable snack such as a granola bar. I was also sure to bring a jacket or sweatshirt on my person, even in summertime. I think that's about it. Perhaps someday I'll be able to buy an iPod. Then I'll be able to add that to my list when I resume traveling someday.
It's Sunday, you say? Yes, well, I'm just gonna answer these as I would have on Friday. ;)
1. What did you eat yesterday?
Thursday morning I ate battered French toast with butter and syrup, accompanied by orange juice, for a late brunch. I forget what I had for dinner.
2. Are you more likely to yell or give the silent treatment?
I try to do neither, but if I'm pressed past my limits, I'm more likely to raise my voice than quench it. I almost never give the silent treatment; I find it too unbecoming of myself and I get frankly a little creeped out when I'm given the silent treatment, so it's not something I'd wish on someone else.
3. Who did you last grieve?
I don't know... I can tell you that I remembered the tragically early passing of one of my high school friends again recently, as I've been considering trying to establish a scholarship at my alma mater in his honor when I've returned to being gainfully employed, but nothing comes to me beyond that.
4. What feels good today?
My prospects for imminent employment! :O
5. Friday fill in: Thank you ___ for ___.
Thank you, pop music, for bizarre lyrics.
Bonus! From FiveOnFridays.com:
1. What are your siblings' names? Are your names related by a theme?
I have a brother named Andrew and a sister named Rebecca. Our names aren't particularly related.
2. What are your pets' names?
My household has two dogs, Chado (who belongs to my sister's family) and Mochi (who belongs to my parents). Oh, and my niece has a fish she named Taddy 'cause she thought it was a tadpole when it was itsy-bitsy. x) My parents also have some koi who don't have names.
3. Do you give pet/nick names to your car (or other large possession)?
Haha, you sure you wanna know about my nickname for my large possession? ;D
Seriously though -- nah, my family never did that while I was growing up, so my siblings and I never really picked it up either.
Lately, though, I have been starting to refer to my family's cars on occasion as "he"s or "she"s, to the amusement of my sister.
4. What meaning does your surname have?
I have no idea. Quite possibly it means nothing. The story that my grandma tells me is that my dad's surname used to be somewhat different several generations ago. Supposedly, once upon a time, a French guy wanted to marry a Filipino girl, but her daddy wouldn't give his blessing to the union unless he changed his surname to sound more like a name from the girl's family's ethnicity.
5. If you could name your own country or island, what would you call it?
Quite possibly, if I needed to come up with a name real quickly, I might go with "Seilleri", which I would pronounce much like "C'est la vie". It's a name I came up with in high school as part of a class project (I forget for which class) for which we were supposed to pair up and create a fictional nation (complete with all sorts of relevant details such as population demographics, imports and exports, terrain and political maps, you name it) which would exist on a sort of alternate Earth with all the other pairs' nations. Seilleri as I imagined it back then was an island chain. I had drawn up painstakingly detailed maps and had clipped photos from my dad's National Geographic magazine collection to help illustrate what I had in mind.
1. When is your birthday?
February 5th. Just a little over three weeks from now.
2. How old will you be?
Thirty-four. Shush.
3. Do you prefer to throw a party or attend a party?
Whatever gets my friends and family together :D Although... it's nice to just show up without having to be in charge. And especially for a birthday party, it's great to be surprised, spoiled, and showered with attention.
4. Presents: take 'em or leave 'em?
What? x'D Um... I greatly appreciate gifts. But even just being thought of on my birthday is enough for me :)
5. Best birthday so far?
Man, I don't even remember all of them. It'd be hard to say. My 32nd birthday party was huge, with friends and family showing up from all over the place (including my previously mentioned best bud Tony), though it was tempered by the discovery of my mother's brain tumor just a few days before, and the very sobering and unsettling thought that the unusual amount of extravagance that had been expended to put the party together had likely been as much for my mother's benefit (celebrating in grand style in case she wasn't around next year) as for my own. (And it didn't help dispel the thought when my birthday was celebrated extremely frugally in my household the following year, with a modest cake presented to me with song by whoever happened to be in the house at the time.) I think I'll just say my best birthday is yet to come.
Common Cold, by Ogden Nash
Go hang yourself, you old M.D.!
You shall not sneer at me.
Pick up your hat and stethoscope,
Go wash your mouth with laundry soap;
I contemplate a joy exquisite
In not paying you for your visit.
I did not call you to be told
My malady is a common cold.
By pounding brow and swollen lip;
By fever's hot and scaly grip;
By those two red redundant eyes
That weep like woeful April skies;
By racking snuffle, snort, and sniff;
By handkerchief after handkerchief;
This cold you wave away as naught
Is the damnedest cold man ever caught!
Give ear, you scientific fossil!
Here is the genuine Cold Colossal;
The Cold of which researchers dream,
The Perfect Cold, the Cold Supreme.
This honored system humbly holds
The Super-cold to end all colds;
The Cold Crusading for Democracy;
The Führer of the Streptococcracy.
Bacilli swarm within my portals
Such as were ne'er conceived by mortals,
But bred by scientists wise and hoary
In some Olympic laboratory;
Bacteria as large as mice,
With feet of fire and heads of ice
Who never interrupt for slumber
Their stamping elephantine rumba.
A common cold, gadzooks, forsooth!
Ah, yes. And Lincoln was jostled by Booth;
Don Juan was a budding gallant,
And Shakespeare's plays show signs of talent;
The Arctic winter is fairly coolish,
And your diagnosis is fairly foolish.
Oh what a derision history holds
For the man who belittled the Cold of Colds!
Happy Inverse Alpha Remembrance Day (or Untriseptiphilia Awareness Day), to all my friends who write dates in month-day-year format!
We'll celebrate again on the first of March for the day-month-year folks. ;)
Show us something from the 80's.
This is a piece of holiday art I did for a calligraphy class I took in high school. I believe it's from 1989.
My mother has been cleaning out her bedroom closet while she's had a
few days off this month. Way in the back, she had been saving the
modest calligraphy collections my brother and I created in school.
Just within the past hour, she found and returned mine to me. I
suspect it's easily been ten years, if not fifteen, since the last time
I saw all these, and seeing them again has filled me with nostalgia.
I'm going to be scanning more of them to share with whom I will.
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