What Up, Mr. Lipton
Last night after seeing an advert for James Lipton and his Actor's Studio show (which I've never watched but seen Will Ferrell do a ton of times) I asked Kasey what she'd like God to say to her when/if she got to Heaven. It's a tough question, I guess, and she didn't know.
I've been thinking about it since then, and decided to just do the whole list, which I found online when looking for the exact wording of the infamous final question. I am quite aware that if this was on someone's MySpace I would scoff and roll my eyes, but I don't care.
1. What is your favorite word?
Cathartic.
2. What is your least favorite word?
"Allegably" or any of it's variations. That's not even a word, people. My name is David, and I'm a card-carrying spelling and grammar nazi.
3. What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Movie and music, being outside, having someone unique around.
4. What turns you off?
Numbers. Dwelling.
5. What is your favorite curse word?
Fuck. The Versatile Classic. Although "cunt" it working it's way up the list. It's probably due to the British blogs I've been reading lately.
6. What sound or noise do you love?
Sleeping noises, like rustling blankets, people's and animal's breathing when they sleep. My bike tires over wet pavement. That noise guitar strings make when the hand changes positions quickly.
7. What sound or noise do you hate?
When girls cry or throw up. It's the worst. High-pitched scraping noises that make your teeth hurt.
8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Massage therapy.
9. What profession would you not like to do?
Anything in sales. I hate being a salesman.
10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
"Hey buddy, good to see you. Go get some lunch with your brother and then we'll send you back down for another go."
- David
Bonus Round!
If Hell exists, what would you like to hear Satan say when you arrive at the fiery Gates o' Hell?
"Good job, buddy! Grab a cigar, the buffet is over there. We got Wes Anderson to make a film about your life, after the movie we'll send you back up for another go."
I've been thinking about it since then, and decided to just do the whole list, which I found online when looking for the exact wording of the infamous final question. I am quite aware that if this was on someone's MySpace I would scoff and roll my eyes, but I don't care.
1. What is your favorite word?
Cathartic.
2. What is your least favorite word?
"Allegably" or any of it's variations. That's not even a word, people. My name is David, and I'm a card-carrying spelling and grammar nazi.
3. What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Movie and music, being outside, having someone unique around.
4. What turns you off?
Numbers. Dwelling.
5. What is your favorite curse word?
Fuck. The Versatile Classic. Although "cunt" it working it's way up the list. It's probably due to the British blogs I've been reading lately.
6. What sound or noise do you love?
Sleeping noises, like rustling blankets, people's and animal's breathing when they sleep. My bike tires over wet pavement. That noise guitar strings make when the hand changes positions quickly.
7. What sound or noise do you hate?
When girls cry or throw up. It's the worst. High-pitched scraping noises that make your teeth hurt.
8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Massage therapy.
9. What profession would you not like to do?
Anything in sales. I hate being a salesman.
10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
"Hey buddy, good to see you. Go get some lunch with your brother and then we'll send you back down for another go."
- David
Bonus Round!
If Hell exists, what would you like to hear Satan say when you arrive at the fiery Gates o' Hell?
"Good job, buddy! Grab a cigar, the buffet is over there. We got Wes Anderson to make a film about your life, after the movie we'll send you back up for another go."

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