Zesty Armpit Dance

There's a lil' something for everyone, but not a whole lot for anyone.

Thursday, March 16, 2006

MySpace is all MINE, a self-indulgant blog thang

I joined MySpace recently to follow bands and shows at local clubs. There's been a lot of hype over MySpace lately, but I'm still very much in the "don't like it" camp. It's got a teenager essence to it that just makes me feel old & uncool. I battle my inner demons each time I log on and find those silly little quizes that were written to amuse 6th graders. Back in my day, we passed notes in class. This generation has to send out bullitens. ATTENTION EVERYONE: MY BEDSHEETS ARE LIGHT PURPLE AND MY MIDDLE NAME IS ANNE!!!! Urgent, instant information confuses the masses.

So like the wanna-be youngster I am, I took one of these teen quizes and instead of broadcasting it as a bulliten to my friends, I've turned it into an interview with myself, and I'm posting it here for strangers to read. What the fuck, what else do I have to talk about?? Besides, it's strangers that need to get to know me. My friends already understand the mundane details of my life. I've ommitted the most mundane questions in an attempt not to alienate anyone over 20 reading this who just doesn't give a fuck.


these kids today and their kooky communication!

An interview with me
By Me

What is your middle name?
My parents are really boring, so they picked Anne. Maybe they thought they were being different by adding the 'e' at the end of it, but it hasn't done me much good. And neither has my middle name. I must say, I do like having a very generic name. I get teased less and I'm harder to search for on Google.

How big is your bed?
I sleep in a full size bed and I love it. Perfect for me and my hon. I have no idea why people need anything bigger. Whenever we stay at hotels and they have those giant King size beds, I find that it's harder to cuddle and I often end up so far away from my Hon that I instantly panic and think for a second that I must be alone in a prison with very nice sheets. I often suggest that we downsize to a single bed for maximum snugglage, but that idea is quickly rejected by the more sane Wendy.

What are you listening to right now?
"The Next Step II" by People Under the Stairs from the album "Next Step." What a great fucking album! I wish people would get over Kanye Freakin' West and Mac Dre and start listening to some real hip hop.

What was the last thing you ate?
Veggie Burger and salad from Ananda Faura. It's an all vegetarian restaurant in Civic Center. I have never in my life seen such a tacky interior of a restaurant. It's almost as if you're eating in a hospital cafeteria from 1983, right down to the elderly servers who all wear blue shirts and white pants. Ick! The food, however, was very tasty and inexpensive.

Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?
I was talking to Trevor about coming to see his new place in the city. Finally that boy moved out of the horrid suburbs and into Twin Peaks. We're bringing some champagne over there to celebrate.

The first thing you notice about the opposite sex?
I'm very into observing people's style's. A guy's style include not just his clothes and shoes, but also hairstyle, accessories and any other distinguising feature (tattoos, skateboard, scars, iPod vs. giant headphones, manbag vs. trashbag). I spend quite a long time on public transportation, so I get to check lots of people out. Sometimes, if I'm really bored, I mentally give them makeovers.

Favorite type of Food?
Either Indian or Ethiopian. Before I ate vegetarian only, I had never tried either of these.

Do you want children?
Kids are so incredibly challenging. I really love them, but I can't see having them in my life right now or any time soon. Sometimes, I think once I am older and more settled and own a house, I'd like to become a foster mom and help some of the kids in that fucked up system.

Last Movie you Watched?
The Constant Gardener. I thought it was excellent.

What books are you reading?
Hungry Planet, Wat the World Eats by Peter Menzel and Faith D'Aluisio. It's a photographic study of families from around the world, examining what they eat in one week. They break down the cost into catagories of dairy, meats & fish, fruits & veggies, beverages, etc. for each family. They cover 3 families from each of the 24 countries they visited. And then it looks at the current and historical eating habits for each country. You see the daily impact of globalism, giant agribusiness, and how the production of food in most countries has impacted farming. It also includes recipes!

Who would you like to see right now?
I really miss my friend Marybeth. She's been in Africa for six weeks. But I miss a lot of my friends who live further away. I wish I had two months off just so I could visit the people I love and miss and spend time with them.

Do you like to travel by plane?
I used to love it. My first plane trip was when I was 18. Then I didn't fly at all until after college, and then I was hooked. Part of that was the excitement of being able to travel outside the state I grew up in. After that, I fell in love and needed to fly across the country often and it became very emotional and traumatic. And not because of that 911 shit. I flew 2 weeks after the whole terrorist thing and it was not a big deal. Once I moved to California and got settled here, I never wanted to fly again. I dread it each and every time.

Are you hiding something from someone?
Yes, I am. Aren't we all? I think it's okay to hide things from people if you're protecting yourself.

DID YOU GET ENOUGH SLEEP LAST NIGHT?
I'm fascinated by the fact that from here on out, all the questions are in all caps. Why am I being yelled at by some invisible interviewer? Or am I yelling at myself, because after all, this is an interview with myself. Hey, what am I doing? I could be masturbating!!

FIRST THING YOU THOUGHT ABOUT THIS MORNING?
I need to get a new bike for Burning Man. This could happen today. (Update: it didn't!)

WHAT DO YOU HAVE HANDY AT YOUR BEDSIDE?
A big glass of water, a tennis ball, and a flashlight. The tennis ball is for working out that famous knot in my back.

FAVORITE HANGOUT?
The sunny beer garden at Wild Side West.

3 THINGS YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT?
Wendy, music, and pizza

FIRST THING YOU WILL BUY IF GIVEN 4 THOUSAND DOLLARS?
I'd use it to travel around South America. I'd probably take a month off to do it, so I'd only get to spend $3,000 on travel after paying my rent, but I think I could get pretty far on 3 grand if I were backpacking.

FAVORITE SONG?
Right now, I'm obsessed with "Protest Song" by Felonious.

WHAT ARE YOU AFRaiD OF?
The U.S. government being controlled by neocons.

STUCK ON A DESERTED ISLAND & COULD ONLY BRING ONE THING?
Top-shelf vodka

WHO DO U WANT TO MEET?
I want to meet some really cool, really rich boat friends who take me sailing, feed me gourmet food and serve expensive cocktails. I also want to meet someone who's obsessed with gardening and wants to come over and fix the out of control situation in my backyard. Oh yeah, and Danny Devito.

WHAT DO U THINK ABOUT BEF0RE Y0U G0 T0 BED?
I try to figure out what a Zesty Armpit Dance really is. It's hard to fall asleep.

2 Comments:

  • At 4:42 PM, Blogger Jefferson said…

    This was a good interview, despite the yelling. I've been a longtime fan of Wendy Anne and I've been dying to know how big her bed is.

    But I was wondering about the question on the first thing you'd buy if given 4 thousand dollars. Why 4 thousand? Why didn't the interviewer round off and make it 5 thousand? 4 Thousand is such a weird number. It's like if someone asked you what your top 4 favorite songs are. Or to name your top 4 movies of all time. Or like if a genie granted you 4 wishes and you're like, ok, I'm glad I get one more than the traditional 3 wishes, but WHY THE FUCK DID YOU SAY FOUR?!!

    Oops. Sorry. Now I'm yelling. I hate MySpace.

     
  • At 1:22 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    We are the proud new owners of a king size bed, donated to me by a friend who is a collector of cast-off mattresses. (Bretty, for those who know him.) He was sleeping on a pillar of them, so when we offered to take one of the larger layers, he jumped at the chance.

    The catch was that there was a hideous brown stain that went all the way through the mattress at an -ahem- strategic place. He had gotten the mattress for free from some kind of "I'm rich & moving - take all my possessions" sale, and told me the guy who owned it lived in a big townhouse off Q St. He speculated that the stain might be from some enema play, and stuck his tongue near it, as though he was going to verify this by taste. After this, he began to sing India.arie's "Brown Skin" but replacing all the times she says "Brown skin" with "Brown stain". After that, I felt better about the mattress, but I put the big stain on K's side.

    There's a hefty mattress pad between the dubious mattress & the sheets. That should make me feel better, but the only thing that really works is just not thinking about the brown stain.

    It's weird to be on such a big bed, like our room has morphed into a hotel room that is themed to be like our apartment. I'm getting used to it, but it is weird not being able to reach someone who is sleeping on the same platform as you are. It's kind of like sleeping on a giant mattress continent, but it doesn't feel as vast as Africa or Asia, so maybe a Europe-sized continent, where I'm Poland, or Germany, and K & M are Ireland and the UK. Too bad the cat died in January. There would have been plenty of room for her down in Italy, or Spain.

    So, yeah, King Sized is not so bad. Just takes some getting used to. It still feels decadent to me so far, and not just because of the brown stain. However, if I die from a mysterious disease later, tell the police to test the mattress.

     

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