1. When I was a teenager, I used to ride all the "spin-y" rides at the fair and fun parks. I'd never get dizzy or sick, and I could ride them all day. My favorite was the Tilt-A-Whirl. Now I should call it the "Tilt-A-Hurl" because it seems I can't even get on a Merry-Go-Round without feeling queasy. Is there anything you used to be able to do physically that you no longer can? What changed?
Hm. Not that I can think of. Pretty much everything I used to do I still do or could do.
2. If you could go to lunch with someone famous, anyone living or dead, who would you choose? What questions would you ask them?
Well Bob Fosse, of course. I would ask him about his life and his career and his inspirations. THen I would ask to do one of his signature pieces with him.
3. On that same thought, there are probably several Bloggers you enjoy reading but have never met in real life. Which one Blogger would you most like to meet for dinner? Why did you pick that person? What would you talk about? What do you have in common? What would you do after dinner?
Ernie Hsuing of Little Yellow Different because the man cracks me up and I think we would have a ball talking to each other. He seems like a real trip.
4. Money (or the lack thereof) is the number one cause of arguments amongst couples. Do you find this to be true? If there really was a "Money Tree" you could go an pick, would this really solve a couple's problems?
I would not know and hell yes I would. When opportunity knocks you run to the door naked, open it, and give it a big old hug.
5. Speaking of arguments, have you ever been drawn into any nasty, hateful arguments? The kind where hurtful things were said that had nothing to do with the fight at hand? What was that all about? How did it turn out?
Yes. I seem to always be drawn into other people;s messes. Usually to help resolve them, but often my participation opens the doors to all kinds of shit thrown in my direction. The best example is with a former director I worked with for a long time. She was replaced as the director for a summer musical program for which she got me the job as choreographer. When they let he go she basically forced me to drop out as a show of support for her. When I refused I was drawn into a nasty muddy campaign where I was dragged through the mud simply because I was doing my professional duty and not making it personal. But to that I say a hearty....whatever....crack ass.
6. When was the last time you had to admit you were wrong about something? How did that go?
Almost often never :) I try not to speak or act unless I KNOW I am right. But when I am wrong I have no problem admitting it as long as the person knows I am not going down without a fight.
7. Now for a slight change of theme....what song should never have been written?
"Who Let the Dogs Out?" What a stupid ass song.
BONUS: Are you ready for a new sensation?
Sure. As long as it does not involve needles or peeing in a bottle.
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