Wednesday, February 09, 2005

And a REALLY BIG FINISH

Now that I'm in a better place...I'll finish Marcie's quiz.

Cuz, like, in the last day I won tickets to meet Duran Duran and I got a huge contract with KIDS HOUSE to write a child abuse prevention script for them to perform throughout Central Florida!

So, here it is:

Three things you dislike about yourself:
My sensitivity about my playwrighting
My weight
That I cannot keep my mouth shut when silence would work miracles


Three parts of your heritage:
Irish White Trash
Welsh White Trash
Midwestern White Trash

Notice a pattern...LOL - it ain't matterin' where y'all started, it's just matterin' where ya dun finished

Three things that scare you:
Decorative item made out of animal skins or animal parts
Monkey toys
Ummm, quizzes?


Three of your everyday essentials:
Shower
Music
Something to laugh at


Three things you are wearing right now:
My neato Einstein watch
My neato black Nunn Bush shoes that look like expensive Italian footwear
The ring – you see it, you die. No, it’s the ring I’ve worn every day for the last three years. It’s neato!


Three of your favorite bands/artists (of all time):
DURAN DURAN!
Stephen Sondheim
Anything Neil Finn is involved in (solo, Split Enz, Crowded House, The Finn Brothers)


Three of your favorite songs at present:
The new Mark Tinley mix of Duran Duran’s “What Happens Tomorrow”
“They”
by Jem
I just recently regained an addiction for Bernstein’s overture to “Candide” – makes me hyper


Three things you want to try in the next 12 months:
Getting into a Fringe play as an actor
Producing something
Lasik


Three things you want in a relationship (love is a given):
Sex
Witty, charming, intelligent conversation before sex
Witty, charming, intelligent conversation after sex


Two truths and a lie: (Guess which one is the lie.)
There is a well-known local writer who thinks I’m straight even though I have refused to answer his queries about my orientation and have instead told him to check the archives of his own damn paper for the answer – which he hasn’t done yet…
I have this one recipe for Italian soup that is absolutely fantastic because I follow the directions to the letter.
I didn’t know who was playing in this year’s Super Bowl until Sunday a few hours before the game.


Three physical things about the opposite or same sex that appeal to you:
The look like they’d be fun in bed without a lot of emotional baggage (see Justin Sergeant)
Dark hair with pale skin (refer to Joshie)
Kinda this charming “knuckle-dragger” look, but handsome (see John Hill)


On the opposite front:
Sarah French's hips
Kimberly Grey's lips
Nikki Darden's huge but perky bazooms!

Three things you just can't do:
Go without working – it’d drive me fucking nuts
Model Speedos (I could, but no one would want me to, including me)
Stand by and watch someone abuse someone else – especially if the victim is a child or an animal


Three of your favorite hobbies:
Writing
Listening to music
Reading


Three things you want to do really badly right now:
Go home and nap
See my cat – I know, it’s fey
And nothing else, I’m pretty happy right now


Three careers you're considering:
Playwright who teaches at a small college also
More of this – consulting and class design
Superstar International Glove Model


Three places you want to go on vacation:
Venice
Ireland
BOSTON, David, Boston!!!


Three kids' names you like:
Yard Ape
Brat
Oops!


Three things you want to do before you die:
Lose some weight permanently
Get Lasik
Disappear for several weeks - not to have people worry about me, I’d just love to go missing for a long while and come back with a strange scar on my neck, a confusing tattoo on my ass, and a female hooker I rescued from some horrible fate.


Three ways you're like a stereotypical guy:
I really think that sex can JUST be a really good way to “blow” a couple hours
I am sort of a slob
I think burping and farting (sorry Jeff Lindberg) are things that everyone does


Three ways you're like a stereotypical chick:
I like men
I painted my toenails at least every other day for a few months
I am infatuated with my pussy….my cat Cleo (a.k.a. Schweetie!)


6 Comments:

Blogger David Almeida said...

Hey - you are an EYE-WITNESS that I am working on that trip to Boston. (The plan is to get my father comfortable enough to let me bring 5 or 6 of my closest friends up to stay at his house for free so we can vacation for cheap. Baby steps, love, baby steps...)

And by the way, you'll have a better chance of having sex with Justin Sargent if you spell his name correctly. I know I did.

7:12 AM  
Blogger Schmacko said...

Yep, it was during Assassins - I don't know what possessed me. May hit me again at some point. I like that if something grabs you, you just do it without thinking.

Remember that I painted them red, white, and blue for opening night?

Hehe

7:16 AM  
Blogger Schmacko said...

By the way, no one has guessed the lie yet.

7:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The lie is the Italian soup (unless you want to call watered down sauce with pasta SOUP) You don't give a rats ass about football, and there is one person who you have totally confused. Actually, I think he is being too lazy to really think about it in depth. ;)

9:59 AM  
Blogger Schmacko said...

And CATHY gets it right!


She lives with me, so she knows I'm a good cook but for some reason soup eludes me. I always end up with heavy spiced potpourri...

10:02 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

But you make a DAMN fine cheesecake!
It's scary how well we know each other. Sometime I think I could use my nuerons and brain cells for a better use.....

10:07 AM  

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