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saavedra77For those unfamiliar, the Rules:
1. Leave me a casual comment of no particular significance, like a lyric to your current favourite song, your favourite kind of sandwich, or maybe your favourite game. Any remark, meaningless or not.
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3. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. Include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in your own post.
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1. What's your strongest childhood memory?
OK, we're in serious danger of a detour off into emo-land, here. But I'll spare you that and instead recall the first time that I saw the ocean, when I was about three or four years old: I remember a long drive through the Pine Barrens in my grandparents' old green Ford, then across the Causeway across the Bay to Long Beach Island, the blinding brightness of everything on the island, the sand burning my feet until they actually became cold, and that first glance at the immensity of the Atlantic as we surmounted the dunes. I think I made up my little toddler mind right there and then that I would always have to live someplace near the ocean.
2. What major world event from the past would you like to have been present at?
I have a hard time narrowing it down to one, but I'm feeling literary, today, so I'm going to say the November 1, 1604 performance of Othello at Whitehall Palace.
3. A pigeon lands on your head. What do you do?
Flinch, wave my arms, yell "shoo", generally freak out. I will not be a character in a Mel Brooks movie, damnit! NO!!!
4. What is your favourite fruit, and what is your favourite was of eating it?
These days, that would be kiwi, sliced in half, the green bittersweet contents strip-mined from the skin with my teeth.
5. Why Seattle?
I first visited here in October, 1998, to attend my former housematehippybngstockng's wedding. At the time, I was living in Western Massachusetts and well and truly sick of New England winters. Seattle seemed to offer everything that I was looking for: I wanted to live in the city, someplace a bit more cosmopolitan, but not overwhelming in the way that I felt Boston, New York and Philadelphia could be. I was also swayed by the natural charms of the city's surroundings, the mountains, lakes, and Sound. I liked the restaurants, the bookstores, the informality of the place. Finally, the dealmaker: no winter, to speak of--at least, not compared to New England.
I'm mostly happy with the choice, though I could stand to live in someplace sunnier and warmer.
1. Leave me a casual comment of no particular significance, like a lyric to your current favourite song, your favourite kind of sandwich, or maybe your favourite game. Any remark, meaningless or not.
2. I will respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. Include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in your own post.
5. When others respond with a desultory comment, you will ask them five questions
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cakeface:1. What's your strongest childhood memory?
OK, we're in serious danger of a detour off into emo-land, here. But I'll spare you that and instead recall the first time that I saw the ocean, when I was about three or four years old: I remember a long drive through the Pine Barrens in my grandparents' old green Ford, then across the Causeway across the Bay to Long Beach Island, the blinding brightness of everything on the island, the sand burning my feet until they actually became cold, and that first glance at the immensity of the Atlantic as we surmounted the dunes. I think I made up my little toddler mind right there and then that I would always have to live someplace near the ocean.
2. What major world event from the past would you like to have been present at?
I have a hard time narrowing it down to one, but I'm feeling literary, today, so I'm going to say the November 1, 1604 performance of Othello at Whitehall Palace.
3. A pigeon lands on your head. What do you do?
Flinch, wave my arms, yell "shoo", generally freak out. I will not be a character in a Mel Brooks movie, damnit! NO!!!
4. What is your favourite fruit, and what is your favourite was of eating it?
These days, that would be kiwi, sliced in half, the green bittersweet contents strip-mined from the skin with my teeth.
5. Why Seattle?
I first visited here in October, 1998, to attend my former housemate
hippybngstockng's wedding. At the time, I was living in Western Massachusetts and well and truly sick of New England winters. Seattle seemed to offer everything that I was looking for: I wanted to live in the city, someplace a bit more cosmopolitan, but not overwhelming in the way that I felt Boston, New York and Philadelphia could be. I was also swayed by the natural charms of the city's surroundings, the mountains, lakes, and Sound. I liked the restaurants, the bookstores, the informality of the place. Finally, the dealmaker: no winter, to speak of--at least, not compared to New England. I'm mostly happy with the choice, though I could stand to live in someplace sunnier and warmer.
