1. name 3 things which most excite your imagination when you imagine doing them. (i know TMI Tuesday Blog is Number One, so name three other things)
1: TMI Tuesday Blog
2: the psychedelic ending sequence from that last episode of Anthony Bourdain: Parts Unknown. who says CNN is not cultural? and who says there have never been ipad pics taken from the afterlife?...thanks, Tony.
(and Lydia Lunch is STILL lookin' like a scrumptious lunch i want to eat. no wave, no time for formalities, tuck in)
3: like, this photography-from-the-grave thing tho, is it that the Angels no longer have the thumbs to push the button? or is it that the Angels are too cool to bother with taking a pic of the Heaven they're in?...
2. when sleeping with your SO (yes, actually sleeping) do you like to cuddle up or do you prefer sleeping away from them nestled in your own blanket cocoon?
i have a soft spot in my heart for Wilford Brimley. his last name sounds like his mustache. he was the first Hollywood person i encountered when i was a fisherman in the L.A. River. we rendezvoused by chance at a little out-of-the-way watering hole on the corner of a pink tapioca fortress which served Russian tea in the '80s. despite his bigass iconic Santa Claus mustache, he was very demure and demurred to me during the conversation, he barely strung two words together and said them very quietly, he was painfully shy which is the case for most actors. as the jazz started playing over the moon, Wilford sidles up to me and we knock shoulders. he tells me, "kid, you want me to give you the D?" he was talking about diabetes, he flipped the small bone-china restaurant tub of sugar packets on the tableset between us over so i couldn't reach them. and then he gave me a pamphlet.
3. would you rather a) drive 200 miles well over the legally-drunk limit? or b) drive 200 miles after being awake for 72 hours?
i don't drive. i don't like to drive. driving scares me. i proclaim i'd rather WALK 200 miles, *cue that Scottish song*. The Proclaimers. or is it the Pretenders with their Miles song? everyone has a Miles song. if you're awake for 72 hours you're legally considered Woke. or dead.
4. would you rather: be topless all the time or pantsless all the time?
FOUR WORDS: WINNIE THE FUCKING POOH. LOVE IS NOT A FOUR-LETTER WORD TO ME...
5. what is something you could talk about for hours? other than TMIT, right? i talk about TMIT on Tuesdays AND Thursdays to cover all bases. i like talking about old television shows, old films, you know, craft. i talked to Wilford Brimley about craft but he thought i meant craft service and told me never to eat ham again, ham is bad for actors. i guess there is too much sugar in ham. i never check to see if Wilford Brimley is dead, Wilford Brimley will never die, he will always look that way and old but he will never die, he will always look grandfatherly, it's like if Keith Richards got a better deal. you have to understand: Wilford Brimley is an Immortal, he is one of the Original Thirteen Primes. he is Maccadam in real life. we talk about Bumblebee for hours on the phone...i talk about the Transformer, Wilford talks about the bumblebee which flew into his mouth when he went fishing this morning...
bonus: what is something you could talk about for hours and not bore people to death? see above. i know, i failed. too late. the ipad didn't even capture THIS death. you were already bored, you're so bored you're not reading this sentence i'm typing now
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3 comments:
I loved Parts Unknown, but I never finished it and then he died and now I'm too sad to watch it anymore.
Ha! Reading your TMI Tuesday posts are a rollercoaster ride! 3 & 4 are a riot!
ancilla: I know, him and Robin Williams i’ll never get over, but the last episode was strangely soothing, historic full-circle, and tipsy transcendental. last meal: boiled egg, perfect.
beatrix: thank you, my friend, I don’t do rollercoasters, either *laughingman emoji*
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