Will hath taggéd me.
My Childhood Ambition: Be a rock star.
My Fondest Memory: hmm . . . tough one. I once had a moment when driving through the Alps, as the dreamy ambient guitars of Sigur Ros floated through my headphones and around my brain, and a downpour of midday sunrays splashed across the snow-covered mountains, and I thought for a few seconds I was actually getting a buzz. Ok, so maybe you had to be there.
My Favourite Retreat: empty room, early a.m., coffee, book
My Wildest Dream: Publish a book or three
My Proudest Moment: Graduating from Cubbies to Sparkies
My Biggest Challenge: Acting on principle
My Alarm Clock is: A devilish contraption forged in the fires of Hades
My Perfect Day: Spending a day in coffee shops talking with friends.
My First Job was: Paper deliverer at 14
My Most Decadent Indulgence: My iPod and the many hours spent with it.
My Inspiration: Chris, my dad, Andrew Peterson, Paul Simon, Jonathan Safran Foer, W.B. Yeats
My New Years Resolution: Learn German
My Ideal Companion: is probably, like all of us, a mixture of the good and the bad, the beautiful and the banal.
My Favourite Colour: My favorite crayon flavor in pre-school was tied between Burnt Sienna and Yellow-Green. Both very tasty.
The Last Book I Read: I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou.
How many Books did I read in 2006: 18
My Ideal Home Would be: NYC penthouse with expansive balcony and soundproof walls
I am Expert at: Procrastination
My Funniest Joke: I never memorize jokes. Most things about Mr. T automatically make me laugh, even if they're supposed to be serious.
My Favourite Animal: Do protozoa count? If not, then I think cats are pretty cool the way they can pounce on stuff.
My Favourite Breakfast: Starbucks™coffee (I know, I shouldn't be the slave of corporate America) and a good pastry
My Favourite Snack: Cheddar
My Favourite NEW TV Show: Nope.
My Couch: Vintage 70s white plastic shell with black leather cushions
Your Greatest Fear: Richard Simmons. Failure is a close second.
Your Favourite Entertainer: Mr. T. Doesn't need to be parodied.
Your Favourite Meat & Veggie: Fried chicken and mashed potatoes.
Worst Person in the World: Yours truly
Gotta learn how to tag other people.
Posted by jonsligh at January 3, 2007 04:03 PM"Mr. T doesn't need to be parodied." Classic.
Accept my belated congratulations on becoming a Spark. I was one of those underprivileged kids who never had Awana. My envy knows no bounds.
Posted by: Jordan M. Poss at January 5, 2007 12:52 AMWhoa, that Spark thing is quite impressive! I remember at that age, I visited my grandparents' church and attended Sparks for one Sunday. I thought it was so cool, I tried in one afternoon to memorize in the entire booklet that you had to learn in order to join Sparks, in the hopes that they would let me become a member before returning home to my pitiful Sparks-less life in Connecticut.
And Mr. T... well, he used to be my favorite bathtub toy!
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