in which i realise my previous subject line was inaccurate, and steal from boofuls

[rhyll]

1. Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. A drink I'd drink with you.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.

answers from the delightful miss b (or should that be e? or l?):
1. You talk with determination, and that's kool.
2. 'Somebody Told Me' by The Killers. I really have no idea how I associated that with you.
3. Maybe...jelly vodka shots. Blue ones. Best of both the worlds of jelly and alcohol.
4. Sorry about the frequent linguistic serenading that you have to endure from us language nerds that hang out in your corridor.
5. Fire twirling. Very kool.
6. A tropical fish, swimming around with bright colours and bright eyes.
7. I had been wondering where your office was, but I've since figured that one out. Back up pondering: if nothing was an obstacle, what do you want to be when you grow up?

[in answer: a published writer, a lecturer who manages to inspire my students to try to make the world a better place, and someone who lives by her principles.]

Comments

[boofuls.livejournal.com]

Me, me, me. :))

Those are noble ambitions. I'd like to read something that you've written, sometime.

[alexmoon.livejournal.com]

wow. i just started trying to do this and it was really hard.

i have newfound appreciation for your ability to do several for people!

ok. now i will try.

1. You are cool in all the oddest ways. It is an achievement.
2. One of my tango records. By a series of very random connections.
3. Absinthe. But we'd have to dress up, and do the whole deal with the spoon and maybe some kind of poetry-reading by men with moustaches about absinthe fairies and such.
4. Umm....something about dinosaurs! and linguistics! or maybe socialism? totally!
5. Hmm. My house in North Perth? I was drunk, i think. (seems to be my usual state for meeting people.) You struck me as very reserved.
6. This one i will think about more.
7. Whether you are, in fact, as reserved as you seem. oh, and whether you hate me (i am perhaps a little paranoid about people.)

[boofuls.livejournal.com]

It is hard. Lists are much easier to amalgamate when there's nowhere to write them down.

Absinthe. You are king of kings. Is reading Byron when drinking Absinthe a cliche? Less so than if it were Burgundy, I suppose.

I'm glad that I seem reserved. I hardly think that I am as reserved as I must seem if I seem reserved enough to warrant observation. But, I certainly wish that I were.

p.s. Of course I don't hate you. :p

[alexmoon.livejournal.com]

i think it is acceptable to read byron while drinking absinthe. maybe one would also wear a fez?

[boofuls.livejournal.com]

I would get a fez and wear a fez if I were drinking absinthe with you reading poetry to me.

I was at the Re Store this afternoon, peering into mezcal bottles at the pickled worms and scorpions. I've always wanted to try mezcal, but now I think it'd take more than poetry and a fez to get me to drink scorpion juice. :/

[alexmoon.livejournal.com]

oh! i would love to play poetry and fezes (?) and absinthe.

but...what if it didn't live up to my dream? i would cry.

scorpions, huh? i'm almost tempted...

[boofuls.livejournal.com]

Scorpions in bottles remind me of museums, not hardened drinking. I think you would have to wear a fez to drink mezcal with a scorpion. Or have a moustache and wear a sombrero.

If you didn't live up to expectations and cried, you'd be able to write a fantastic poem all about it. And I'm sure you'd look rather fetching if you were crying and writing angry poetry. You can't lose. ;)

[alexmoon.livejournal.com]

Wow. Mezcal and absinthe, both in a fez. I'll get double-bonus drinking points. (and, probably, a hangover.)