Some interesting questions

I got these questions from Melanie at Sparks from a Combustible Mind. She got them elsewhere.  Y’all can trace them back by following the link. 🙂  Read her answers there. They are tagged as “philosophical questions”. I didn’t find these questions to be particularly mind bending, but they are interesting. ^_^

Do you happily eat the licorice jellybeans, or do you hurl them aside in wretched disgust?  Neither. I don’t mind licorice jelly beans, but I don’t find them distasteful either. They’re like every other jelly bean flavor… there to be tasted and enjoyed. So I don’t “happily” eat them like they’re my favorite thing in the world, nor do I “hurl” them away.

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If you had to choose a vegetable for the title of your autobiography, which one would it be? Carrots. Don’t ask me why. That’s just the vegetable that came to mind when I read the question.

Whilst reading the last few pages of an engrossing novel where you still don’t know the answer to “the big question”, are you able to calmly do so, or do you have to fight to keep your eyes from flitting to the final paragraph prematurely?  Pardon me while I laugh hysterically.  ha ha ha h ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!  Deep breath. ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Read the last few pages… aha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!  I’m okay… he he he he! wheeze. If I’ve come to the last few pages of an “engrossing novel” and there was a “big question” that I needed the answer to, I’ve long since read them — probably more than once to be honest — just to make heads or tails of what’s going on in the book. I rarely make it to the last few pages of any kind of mystery novel without reading the back of the book. Hell, in any kind of book that’s got some kind of plot twist, I’ll read the last chapter just to try and figure out what’s going on.  I don’t give a rat’s ass about “spoilers” because I just want to understand why the characters are acting the way they are.

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From the wiki

Can you remember the name of the first book you read that didn’t have any illustrations? Yeah, I was way young — I’m thinking seven or so — I read Bambi, a Life in the Woods – not the Golden Book version, or the Disney-fied version, but the translated novel from the 1920’s.  It’s an adult book, but it always seems to be put in the children’s section of the library because Bambi = kid’s book I suppose.  Trust me, dear reader, it’s not a kid’s book. And if you think the film was traumatic for kids, read the novel. Well, as an adult, it’s probably not, but as a kid… tears were shed. It’s an “anti-hunting” novel, and it laid on the “this is a horrible, evil thing we’re doing” trope down heavy. I was a kid when I read it and it hit me hard, but not in the way you’d expect. I hated the author for putting me through that, and even now, almost fifty years later, my knee-jerk reaction to environmentalists is usually, “Get out of my face with your sob story you bleeding-heart asshole.”  I generally get over that reaction soon enough, but that’s usually my first reaction.

What literary character best represents the dreams that you are made of? Two of them — Holly Golightly from the movie and novel Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Mame Dennis from the movie and novels Auntie Mame. They are the dreams that I am made of.

What was your favorite piece of clothing (or accessory) that you wore in high school? Did you steal said item? My style changed a lot during high school, but I did like my denim jacket. It wasn’t the kind you’re probably thinking of, dear reader — not like a bomber jacket or anything like that. More like a heavy denim shirt with pockets. I wore it until it fell apart. Then I patched it and wore it some more until it fell apart again.  I didn’t steal it (what a strange question). I purchased it at a thrift store. I think. I might have got it from one of my boyfriends. I don’t remember.

Do you know where your last high school yearbook is right at this moment? Yep, it’s in the bookcase in my bedroom.  I only have one high school yearbook, which would be my last year at high school. I never graduated from high school, so I’m glad I was able to get this yearbook. My mother did not think that yearbooks were something one should spend money on, so *she* wasn’t going to buy it. I spent my babysitting money to get it. I also have one from Junior High. And that’s it.

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Picture of my high school drama club from yearbook (me in the glasses on the left leaning against my boyfriend in the leather jacket)

Let’s assume that you have done something that you shouldn’t have. No one knows you have done it, and no one ever will unless you say something. If you don’t confess, your innocent best friend will be sentenced to a year in prison. But then will win the lottery on the day of release from said prison and become a millionaire. (Friend will never learn of your duplicity.) If you do confess, you get ten years in prison and no lottery win. Your choice?  I keep my big mouth shut and let my friend become a millionaire. Then I move far far away so they can enjoy the fruit of their spoils without me ever having to look in their eyes ever again.  I’m pretty good about keeping a secret. But I suck at lying when asked a direct question, and if my bestie goes to jail over something they never did, well, they’re gonna be asking questions. So best to cut my ties and move on.

Do you have anything in your home that actually belongs to a former employer? My last full time employer was ten years and five states ago. If I had anything that belonged to them, it’s mine now. ^_^ Seriously though, not that I know of. I’ve never consciously taken things home from work. I’ve had a few part time employers since then, if I have anything of theirs it’s quite by accident and it would be so trivial that neither I nor they know about it.

Did you ever have to finally decide? Didn’t we all?

Name the first song that comes to mind where you know every single word of the lyrics.  American Pie by Don McLean

 

Can you remember the name of everyone who has ever seen you naked as an adult? Again, pardon me while I laugh hysterically.  ha ha ha…  Nah, I’m not gonna put y’all through that again.  I have been with quite a few people intimately and I don’t remember their names, what they look like, or who they were. And no, I’m not ashamed of that.

Through some bit of circumstance, you suddenly find yourself on a nude beach. Which of the following would be your reaction: A) Run screaming in abject horror. B) Hang around a bit to see what’s what whilst remaining chastely covered. C) When in Rome… D) Wave to all of your friends because everybody knows your name.  When in Rome… I have no problem being nude if everyone else is nude too. I would have a problem being nude if everyone else was dressed and I was the only nude person there. But on a nude beach, the playing field is leveled. I’m cool with that.

Given the magical chance to start your life over at a certain point, would you rather go back to your high-school graduation, knowing everything that you know now, or go back ten years, knowing only what you knew then?  I’d ask to be put back where I am now, thanks much. I don’t want to start over anywhere. I like where I am. Everything I’ve gone through, good and bad, have made me the person I am today. I don’t want to change anything at all.  If I absolutely had to choose, I suppose I would go back ten years and hope I still make the same choices I made to get me back to the same place I am today. I like it here.

longevity

You discover that a life-changing sum of money has been mysteriously deposited in your checking account. Upon speaking with a banking representative, you learn that the source wishes to remain anonymous, and you will have to reimburse the donor if the name is ever revealed. Do you keep the money? I suppose I would have to talk that over with Doug first. I mean he might not like it if there were suddenly a bunch of money in our account from someone we don’t know. The question is, what strings (if any) are attached to this money?  If it were just me, I’d totally keep the money because I could then become mobile and hard to track down. ^_^ But with Doug, that’s not gonna happen. You know? Different circumstances.

Would you rather watch admittedly crappy movies with your loved ones in a living room, where it is guaranteed that the miscreants will constantly interrupt the viewing, or peruse cinematic masterpieces by yourself with no interference? Methinks the writer of this question doesn’t like it when people interrupt their watching of movies.  I, however, don’t care when people interrupt my movie watching ways. So I can go either way. And honestly, I’d rather talk with my family over a crappy movie than “sit through” a crappy movie silently.  As for perusing movies on my own? Eh, I interrupt my own movie viewing by getting up and doing things. I don’t have the patience to sit through two hours (or more) of anything really. Hell, I can hardly sit through an hour of anything without distracting myself in some way (reading, knitting, getting a snack, whatever…). It drives Doug insane. Which is why we no longer watch television together.

Name the movie title that best encapsulates a poor decision in your life. Sleeping with the Enemy I didn’t make the mistake of marrying my psycho, but he was just as scary.  Ten years later, and I’m still looking over my shoulder for him.

Would you rather write a single book that is hailed as a masterpiece long after you are gone or multiple critically-panned bestsellers whilst you are still on this plane? The former.  When I was still writing short stories and poetry, I had this vision of my stuff being “discovered” after I die and becoming posthumously famous. I don’t want to be in the spotlight while still alive. I’m strange that way.

Do you secretly write poetry that you have never shared? No, I share everything I write. No secrecy involved.

Do you regret things that you never dared? 

regret nuthin

Is there anyone who knows every single thing about you? Do you?  How can anyone know every single thing about me when I grow and change every day? There’s so much about me that I’ve forgotten that I can’t be fully known — not even to myself. No one can. It’s impossible to know everything about anyone. As for someone knowing everything that can be known about me… well, I have no secrets from Doug — that I know of. ^_^  Because I have no reason to keep anything from him.

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And that’s it! Thanks, Melanie (and so on) for the questions. I know there are a few more out there that I haven’t answered yet, but I’ve been wicked tired.  I think it’s time I get my thyroid numbers checked again.  I went to the grocery store and the Verizon store yesterday (I broke my phone… it’s a short and boring story) and just that small outing wiped me out. But hey, I got out of the house!  Baby steps, dear reader… baby steps.

8 thoughts on “Some interesting questions

  1. Melanie B Cee

    *clappy hands* Excellent answers, simply EXCELLENT!! Woo hoo! 😀 The questions came from Brian over at Bonnywood Manor. I’ve never seen him ASK some questions before, so of course I was all over that. And they were questions too…which I cannot resist. My kryptonite or Achilles heel or something… um. Was that TMI??

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  2. purpleslob

    Hey, Willow, you got out of the house?? Woo hoo!!
    Did you steal it?? Who asks that?? I thought it was a weird question too. Who does that?
    I’d have to tell the truth and serve my time. Lots of book reading!

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  3. ghostmmnc

    It was interesting to read your answers!
    I have the same problem with sitting through a movie or even a half hour show, with out getting up to do something else. Or, I’m reading a book at the same time. 🙂

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  4. Abigail

    These were such odd but fun questions. I don’t eat jellybeans so the first question isn’t relevant for me, but I can answer the second: My autobiography would be named Sweet Potato. Why? Sweet potatoes are 1) my favorite vegetable, 2) delightfully orange, 3) delicious when mashed, roasted, or baked, and 4) sources of nostalgia for me. As for being on a nude beach, I don’t know what I’d do, but I like your attitude about the circumstance.

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    1. Willow Post author

      You should go to Rory’s site (a guy called bloke, linked at the top) and answer the questions yourself. It’s a fun way to kill some time and introspection is always good. ^_^

      Sorry, I meant Melanie’s site — Sparks from a combustible mind. I’m tired tonight and my brain is broke. >_<

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