Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,
Today we must conclude the Spanish Inquisition because I need to edit. For the first four parts of the inquisition, click HERE and HERE and HERE and HERE. Now here we go with # . . .
36. Favorite food?
frosted sugar cookies
37. Place you want to visit?
England--I know I've said it before, but I must say it again: I want to wander the moors like the Bronte sisters and then die dramatically from tuberculosis. I also want to go to Heptonstall to visit Sylvia Plath's grave. I must pay homage to her.
38. Last place you were?
In bed with Willy Dunne Wooters. Really didn't want to get up. Not ever. But Franklin needs love and attention, too.
39. Do you have a crush?
40. Last time you kissed someone?
I kissed Willy Dunne Wooters when he arrived yesterday. I might have kissed parts of him since then. I've definitely kissed Franklin, who kisses on command.
41. Last time you were insulted?
Gosh, I don't know. Why would anyone insult me?
42. Favorite flavor of sweet?
frosted sugar cookies--especially at Christmas
43. What instruments do you play?
I used to play a pretty mean penis. I mean I'm a pianist. I also sing so beautifully that I call my voice "The Instrument." It has a life of its own.
44. Favorite piece of jewelry?
I had this silver cuff bracelet I got in The Hurricane's neighborhood (she lives in the Bay Area). It was stretchy and covered quite a bit of my arm. I loved it. People commented on it all the time. I wore it every day for a year or so. Then one morning I took it out of my jewelry box, and it fell apart. It's still sitting in the jewelry box, taunting me. I have another silver bracelet with gold stars on it. I like that a lot. I also like just about anything with diamonds.
45. Last sport you played?
Fetch Franklin's food.
46. Last song you sang?
You don't own me.
I'm not one of your many toys.
You don't own me.
Don't say I can't go with other boys.
AND DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO. AND DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO SAY. AND WHEN I GO OUT WITH YOU, DON'T PUT ME ON DISPLAY . . .
'cause you don't own me.
47. Favorite chat up line?
What is a chat up line? I usually tell people they don't know how to speak English. Then they stare at me like I'm crazy, and I realize I should speak Spanish with them because they really don't know English.
48. Have you ever used it?
Spanish? Yeah, sure. Sometimes I speak French instead, but I have to be careful because The Hurricane told me not to speak French because my accent is terrible. I always obey The Hurricane because she's a killer. Did you notice what she did to New Orleans? They still haven't recovered.
49. Last time you hung out with anyone?
I'm hanging out with the Wooters man and Franklin right now. Carol and I went out to lunch last week. This week we're going to have afternoon tea near the beach, and we'll attend a showing of Glory because it's the 25th anniversary of its release. Looks as if I hang quite a bit for a recluse.
50. Who should answer these questions next?
The Silver Fox at The Lair of the Silver Fox is quite a raconteur (read liar). I think he should answer these questions. What about the boys at A Beer For The Shower? They're quite amusing. Oh, yes, and Kianwi at kinley dane.
You might want to go to Andi's blog, delusions of ingenuity, to get the questions because she has all of them in one post instead of breaking them up into twenty posts the way I did.
I must say that as I tap away on my laptop that WDW is staring at the desktop computer because he's enlarged the drawing of me as a Pickleope (see HERE). WDW has discovered that the cartoon is quite pornographic. He can't get enough of it. God help me. Please.
Infinities of love,