69 posts tagged “qotd”

Share a story of a time you acted foolishly.

I have so many of them (daily), I dare not try and actually retain them.

What do you think is your best physical attribute? 
Submitted by Nacwolin.

Which breed of dog is your favorite? Post a picture of it. 
Submitted by Melissa.

Ha!

Like you had to even ask...the horrifying, terror of bloodlust and carnage...the monstrous and savage Am Staff/Pit Bull Terrier. And yes, that was sarcasm. A heavy heavy dose.

What's your musical horoscope?  (Put your player on shuffle and write down the first 10 songs that come up.) 

I will also interpret where possible...

1. Lamento (No Morro) - Sergio Mendes.
This has no words that I am able to interpret, which probably means I've said too much. But since when has that ever stopped me?

2. Loving You (Interlude) - Tony Toni Tone.
Again, brings up no issue, other than this...what the fuck is the point of interludes and such? I always wanted them to either end a lot sooner, or be a track. It's kinda like a kiss and tongue. You're either in or your out. In the middle is just...stupid.

3. Celebration - Kanye West.
While the bloom is off the rose with me and 'Ye...this album I do so love. What am I celebrating? My own joie de vivre. It's a celebration, bitches.

4. Best Man - Faith Evans.
An indication it's time to do some further scrubbing of my music collection. </vomit> No offense Faith, but I either love your songs, or want to torture people with them. Kinda like that tongue thing.

5. Congratulations - Blue October (featuring Imogen Heap).
Okay, that's just mean. That is all.

6. Vals of the Maldrake - Javier Navarrete (Soundtrack to Pan's Labyrinth)
Sinister, like my mood will be if I get any more funny jokes like song 5.

7. Ordinary Pain - Stevie Wonder.
You're dumb to think I'd let you be
Scott free without some pain from me
Heard your song and took a chance
But to your music I can't dance
Go tell your story 'sob-sad'
About you blowin what you had
Since one ain't good enough for you
Man...you better go ahead and tell it. *shakes head*

8. Pay to Play - Lenny Kravitz
I don't believe in what you do, I don't believe in what you say...Okay iTunes, you're redeeming yourself. Nice turnabout.

9. Do It To Me - Usher.
*fans face* In front of everyone? You're not even my type!

10. Gotta Make It Through - 4.0.
Yes we do. I loved the harmony of this Boys to Mennish group. I am still sometimes a sucker for four part harmony...even though R&B has grown increasingly unimaginative to me. I don't mind ending on this one.

I would also like to add that I never use shuffle because it almost always plays stuff I'm not in the mood for.

What's your alma mater?
Submitted by Lies.

Over a million iPhones have been sold.  Have you: bought one, considered it, or decided it's not for you?

I had an interesting exchange a few weeks back while in San Antonio with one of my sales reps. He was showing me pictures of his cute floofy dog in a ladybug costume (which begs for it's own discussion) while simultaneously giving me the soft sell on the wonders of the iPhone. I have found myself repeatedly amused with folks who wonder how you can resist such a magical, tidy, neat and wondrous contraption. I almost find myself having to defend why I don't particularly care one way or the other.

"But why don't you want one?" His eyes nearly bugged.

I shrugged. "Just don't."

"But you have an ipod, right? You use a phone, right? You take pictures and like to surf the web and check your email, right?"

I nodded again, and handed him back the device wondering if I was supposed to start convulsing since I had managed to touch one with my own fingers.

"So why not consolidate your tools and use something that is so user friendly and quick and state of the art?"

I thought to myself. You know...it's not as if my Ipod weighs six tons requiring it's own luggage and license plate. And I'm not a fan of AT&T. I don't like being told which network I must subscribe to. My current phone checks email fine and I can surf the web and get directions easy enough. Is the iPhone sleek? Sure. But can I just say that...and not necessarily need to own it?

He stared at me blankly. "But, it's state of the art."

Yeah well, so is the latest in nuclear warfare, but you don't see me negotiating ownership with any superpowers to get in on the excitement. Finally he goes..

"But this phone makes your phone seem shitty."

I laughed and wondered how many inches of extra manhood his newest trinket afforded him.

I do not do not do NOT imply that people who are avid fans of the iPhone are compensating. Shit, the phone is sexy, it's functional, it's extremely well designed from what I've seen/experienced with it. But I'm okay with looking, and walking on. Can everyone else be okay with it?

You're the DJ: what are the next five songs coming up after the break?

I saw that Izola did this. And I wanted to as well. I just hit shuffle and play.

1. Into the Ocean - Blue October
2. Hey Jude - The Beatles
3. Now We Are Free - Hans Zimmer (from the movie Gladiator)
4. Before Today - Everything But The Girl
5. Deacon Blues - Steely Dan

Very um...odd rotation. Shuffle at your own risk.

What makes your best friend so special? 
Submitted by Jessmiloo.

Ahhh...I love this question.

I'm so fortunate to have an inner circle. So...I can't just name one.

There's Jameel. But you already read about him here.

Then there's the Sibby. And you know how I love her to pieces. I suppose what makes her so special is...well, she's always been there. She's seen the great, the good, the bad and the ugly. I've changed her stinky diapered butt. I taught her to walk (actually, I taught her to run scrambling for her life, but we won't get into that). We've fought like wildcats (literally falling off a bed and dragging linens with us), we've nearly died together (another fight when I tried to extract her head while whipping a Mazda 626 around a curvy road on a rainy day), we've laughed together: usually while recalling our more memorable fights, and always, always clung to each other. She's my apple pie goodness with a dollop of vanilla ice cream on top. My sweetest girl, my slappin sidekick, and hopefully, my studio mate. Me and her, us never part. Go read her sometime, but wear a helmet and...she does bite. I'm the "good" sister. She's the "oh my GOD, did she just say that out loud" sister. Hard to imagine with such a sweet lil baby face, huh?

Then there's my Jessica. We met years ago in the teeny little ad agency in Center City, Phila. I'd imagine we're a total odd couple, but aren't the best friends always that way?  We are kindred spirits in the angry misfit world. Jessica is special because she's got more fire then just about anyone I know, and I dig that about people. She is precisely who she is, there is no debating it. Up front, in your face, fierce, loyal, incredibly creative, opinionated and far more witty then she'll ever admit. I miss our Thursday night's on the couch sipping wine, nibbling cheeses and laughing, debating, snarking or watching her kids amuse us. She never lets me give up on myself, and she never lets me swallow an ounce of my own nonsense. She keeps me rooted to what I know. And that's not an easy job. She's as tender as she is tough, her mind is vast landscape with colors not yet identified. And when I grow up, I might be able to snark as well as she does. But...she is a master. And she'll also kick my ass if I dare post her picture here, so instead...I show you a byproduct of Jessie, her little man...the Bean. And his cool ass hat.

That's not the entire inner circle..but these are the keepers of my light. And for them I am ridiculously thankful.

Do you own all the albums of any particular musical artist or group? Who?
Submitted by dutterman.

When I saw my sibby answered this, I decided maybe I should too.

Incubus. You can thank my sister for that. Whenever I like a song that's not quite mainstream, I usually go to my living, breathing musical library to find out the who's why's and where's. She helped me fall in love. As she typically does. If you want to know why I own all their stuff, read her post.

Jill Scott: I even broke my live concert release rule for her. Why? Because she has the purest most angelic voice and energy I've ever experienced. And...because she's a Philly girl. And all Philly girls kick ass. That is all.
 
Bjork: But I will admit, I have to be in a very particular mood to enjoy Medulla fully.

Jay-Z: He's Hova. I have nothing else to say regarding this.

George Michael: you should have known this.

Jamiroquai: Because he's so easy to listen to. Always.
 
The Roots: ?uestLove, I mean it. I'm in love with your everything. I outed myself. There it is.

Pearl Jam: Might as well out my love for Eddie Vedder too.

Maxwell: And if someone asks me didn't he sing "Somebody's Watching Me?" I will be forced to slap you and introduce you to some more black folks.

Sade, Mos Def, Talib Kweli, Common, Lizz Wright, Madeleine Peyroux...and some others...

John Mayer: doy

Martin Luther: who a) really needs to put out another album, b) really needs to be shown some love from some other folks besides The Roots and Dave Chappelle c) is not to be confused with Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr who lead a civil movement, but never released any music.

There are others...but I'll leave it to this.

Where is your favourite place to be on a sunny Sunday afternoon? 
Submitted by Rev Stan.

Well this is an easy one to answer. My favorite place to be on Sunday afternoons...Sunday mornings...Sunday anytime is ClayWays Pottery Studio and Gallery. Although it's getting to the point where just one day, Sunday, is not enough. It started as a nagging curiosity that haunted me since childhood and it's evolved into the best sort of addiction.

But it's about more than just the clay, more than the wheel. It's the people. I used to love the Cheers theme song, but I never felt like I had my place. Where I could walk in and immediately know I was among friends. Granted, everyone may not know my name...but the feeling and the sincerity is there. Behind a wheel, you hear stories that make you laugh, some that make you cry...some that hit you over the head well after you've showered and collapsed in total clay euphoria. Most importantly, you learn. The clay and the instructors who have mastered it, have a way of teaching you not just about shaping and molding incredible things but about shaping yourself, if you can carry over the guidance.

Impatient? Not if you want to be a good potter. Self-Absorbed? Not if you want to really learn anything. Creative? Open your minds eye and you'll be overwhelmed with possibilities. Arrogant? That clay will work it right out of you.

Yeah...I wouldn't want to be anywhere else on a sunny Sunday afternoon. Or a rainy/snowy one, either.