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reddawn
Jan. 21st, 2004 | 10:52 pm
1) You once told me that you would never ever have kids or a cell phone. What else won't you ever do? What are the odds you'll go back on your word in a moment of weakness?
I will never shoot smack, kill someone in cold blood or move back to Texas. There is no way I'd ever go back on my word on any of these things with the possible exception of having a cell phone. But I hope I'm able to stay strong on that one too.
2) If I remember correctly, your family moved from Long Island to the Republic of Texas when you were a kid, making you a first generation immigrant as far as I'm concerned. Would you say the culture shock was comparable to the one your family members (grandparents?) experienced when they moved stateside from Ireland?
There was some culture shock in coming to the land of big belt buckles and pick-up trucks, but I think I was young enough (10) that it wasn't really that big of a deal. The hardest thing for me to deal with was that they put mustard on the Mickey D's burgers once you got below the Mason-Dixon line. I still remember the horror I felt at some drive-through in Alabama when I made the discovery. Funny how things change...I love mustard now. But really, any culture shock couldn't compare to what my grandfather felt coming from Ireland. He was sold as an indentured servant and had to work on the railroads in Canada for several years to get his freedom.
3) If you were a therapist with yourself as a patient, what would your diagnosis be and what sort of treatment would you recommend?
Anxiety disorder with borderline OCD tendencies. If I was a psychiatrist, I'd want to prescribe some heavy meds or perhaps shock treatment. But since I know the patient is loath to take an aspirin for a headache and I'm only a lowly LSW, I guess I'd have to try and talk things out and help the patient cope better. These questions are scaring me. I'm getting the feeling the interviewer knows things about me she shouldn't.
4) You have a bad attitude. Was John McEnroe one of your childhood heroes?
Bad attitude? Me? That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said about me. Actually, I was more of a Jimmy Connors fan than a McEnroe fan. I think it was because my dad liked McEnroe. Anything to go against the old man. I rooted for Borg against Mac. Borg was cool.
5) Why the hell don't you write music and movie reviews for some esteemed publication?
My low self-esteem prevents it. I have absolutely no confidence in my writing and analytic abilities. But you're right, I should at least be writing movie reviews. There's no reason why I shouldn't (and I actually got an invite from the folks at MilkPlus last year and weakly made up an excuse why I couldn't). With music, I feel completely unqualified since I've never played anything. I may have an encyclopedic knowledge of bands and genres and such, but not playing music makes me feel like the only thing I have the right to critique is lyrics.
As the meme obligates, It is now your turn. Leave a comment and let me know if you want to subject yourself to five questions from the devious recesses of my mind. I'll even try to make them worth answering.
I will never shoot smack, kill someone in cold blood or move back to Texas. There is no way I'd ever go back on my word on any of these things with the possible exception of having a cell phone. But I hope I'm able to stay strong on that one too.
2) If I remember correctly, your family moved from Long Island to the Republic of Texas when you were a kid, making you a first generation immigrant as far as I'm concerned. Would you say the culture shock was comparable to the one your family members (grandparents?) experienced when they moved stateside from Ireland?
There was some culture shock in coming to the land of big belt buckles and pick-up trucks, but I think I was young enough (10) that it wasn't really that big of a deal. The hardest thing for me to deal with was that they put mustard on the Mickey D's burgers once you got below the Mason-Dixon line. I still remember the horror I felt at some drive-through in Alabama when I made the discovery. Funny how things change...I love mustard now. But really, any culture shock couldn't compare to what my grandfather felt coming from Ireland. He was sold as an indentured servant and had to work on the railroads in Canada for several years to get his freedom.
3) If you were a therapist with yourself as a patient, what would your diagnosis be and what sort of treatment would you recommend?
Anxiety disorder with borderline OCD tendencies. If I was a psychiatrist, I'd want to prescribe some heavy meds or perhaps shock treatment. But since I know the patient is loath to take an aspirin for a headache and I'm only a lowly LSW, I guess I'd have to try and talk things out and help the patient cope better. These questions are scaring me. I'm getting the feeling the interviewer knows things about me she shouldn't.
4) You have a bad attitude. Was John McEnroe one of your childhood heroes?
Bad attitude? Me? That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said about me. Actually, I was more of a Jimmy Connors fan than a McEnroe fan. I think it was because my dad liked McEnroe. Anything to go against the old man. I rooted for Borg against Mac. Borg was cool.
5) Why the hell don't you write music and movie reviews for some esteemed publication?
My low self-esteem prevents it. I have absolutely no confidence in my writing and analytic abilities. But you're right, I should at least be writing movie reviews. There's no reason why I shouldn't (and I actually got an invite from the folks at MilkPlus last year and weakly made up an excuse why I couldn't). With music, I feel completely unqualified since I've never played anything. I may have an encyclopedic knowledge of bands and genres and such, but not playing music makes me feel like the only thing I have the right to critique is lyrics.
As the meme obligates, It is now your turn. Leave a comment and let me know if you want to subject yourself to five questions from the devious recesses of my mind. I'll even try to make them worth answering.