Ok, I'm trying both. The embedded one doesn't want to work for me at all (my benefits package sucks), so if you can't see that one, go here and see this one.
Thanks art history!
Saturday, January 6, 2007
Friday, January 5, 2007
my sister rocks
When I told my sister I hated absolutely everything today and I couldn't figure out a good reason why, she offered up the following options:
because its friday
because the holidays are over
because you're tired
because its winter but not cold so its confusing
because there is a full moon
because boys suck
because traffic lights in new york city are four seconds too long
because george bush embarrasses you as an american
because you can't dowload aol IM
because you miss your old cold sores
because one boob is bigger than the other
because scott's new iron doesn't get hot enough
because my sweater has a hole in the elbow
because produce is not on sale at the grocery store
because that one pair of pants doesn't fit anymore
because lawyers are creepy
because you miss the flower thing you used to hang in the honda
because that stranger on the subway smelled funny
because that stranger on the subway didn't smell funny
because you can't wait for 05/06/07 since that will be so cool
because you eat lean cuisines but are still hungry afterwards
because zephyr has an eye booger
because your apartment has a slope
I love her.
Thursday, January 4, 2007
the dumb report
Today is being kind of dumb. Not in an irritating way, though. In a fairly entertaining one. So, please, enjoy the dumb:
1. Dumb breakfast cereal
I eat cream of wheat for breakfast, and I usually put it in the microwave for 2 minutes, and then walk around the office kitchen, bored. Around one minute in, I'll go back and stir it, and around a minute thirty, I'll keep an eye on it, to make sure it doesn't overflow the cup. This is an exact science that took many embarrassing overflows to perfect. And my friend Andrea, who has since moved to Texas, was witness to the farina-covered walk of shame on multiple occasions, as she sits between me and the kitchen.
Today is Andrea's birthday. (Happy birthday, Andrea!!) So, while I was shuffling around the kitchen, I thought to myself, "wouldn't it be funny if I told Andrea that, in honor of her birthday, my cereal overflowed? It wouldn't have to actually overflow, I could just say it did and it would be funny." And then it did. And it wasn't funny. It was just dumb.
1.a. Dumb Cereal Part Two
Go ahead and visit www.creamofwheat.com. You'll notice that it's Kraft Foods. If I were Kraft, and someone wrote "creamofwheat.com," I'd send them right to the Cream of Wheat page, not the Recipes-That-Don't-Contain-Cream-Of-Wheat Page. (this section was dumber when I thought that Kraft didn't even make cream of wheat. Alas, they do. Sigh. Fifteen all.)
2. Dumb Frogs
My old roommate Erin used to have frogs. I hated them. I mean, they were cute, but she would leave for a week and ask me to take care of them, which meant feeding them crickets. "If they're big crickets," she'd say, "you have to pull their hind legs off, or the frogs will choke." Um, no thanks.
Well, it's January 2007, which means it's time for a new calendar. The only one they had at the store that had any character to it at all (other than the George Bush Out of Office Countdown Calendar -- and who wants to look at him all year?) was full of frogs. Yeah, I bought it. Yeah, I'm dumb. I'm taking it back over lunch to see if they have any adorable kittens goofy cows or, I don't know, NYFD hotties. Anything but frogs!
3. Dumb boys
Mr. Overseas finally called Kate, and when she said that she felt funny about their not communicating much recently, he said (and I quote as directly as I can) "oh, I don't feel funny about it at all."
Can you get much dumber than that? Reminds me of a guy I semi-dated waaaaaaay back in the day (he was 18 and I was... ahem... older). I told him "we've got a problem here," and he said, "no we don't." Oh, ok. Guess we don't then.
4. Dumb co-workers
My friend at work is going on vacation. She sent an out of office memo, saying clearly that she'd be out all next week. I get the Out of Office memo (that's circulated daily, showing who is not in today), and she's listed. And she's been listed out all week. Which wouldn't be so dumb, except that she's walked past reception (where the list is compiled) multiple times.
I may be the only person (besides my friend) who thinks this is dumb enough to be on this list. But if you don't think so too, then you might be dumb!
5. Other Dumb Coworkers
Dumb Coworker 1: You know that Celine Dion song?
Dumb Coworker 2: [names song, which I don't know]? Yeah.
Dumb Coworker 1: That song is really good to work out to.
Kate (to herself): WHAT PLANET ARE YOU FROM?
This ends the dumb report. But that's not to say that the day won't get dumber. It very well may. In fact, I almost hope it does.
1. Dumb breakfast cereal
I eat cream of wheat for breakfast, and I usually put it in the microwave for 2 minutes, and then walk around the office kitchen, bored. Around one minute in, I'll go back and stir it, and around a minute thirty, I'll keep an eye on it, to make sure it doesn't overflow the cup. This is an exact science that took many embarrassing overflows to perfect. And my friend Andrea, who has since moved to Texas, was witness to the farina-covered walk of shame on multiple occasions, as she sits between me and the kitchen.
Today is Andrea's birthday. (Happy birthday, Andrea!!) So, while I was shuffling around the kitchen, I thought to myself, "wouldn't it be funny if I told Andrea that, in honor of her birthday, my cereal overflowed? It wouldn't have to actually overflow, I could just say it did and it would be funny." And then it did. And it wasn't funny. It was just dumb.
1.a. Dumb Cereal Part Two
Go ahead and visit www.creamofwheat.com. You'll notice that it's Kraft Foods. If I were Kraft, and someone wrote "creamofwheat.com," I'd send them right to the Cream of Wheat page, not the Recipes-That-Don't-Contain-Cream-Of-Wheat Page. (this section was dumber when I thought that Kraft didn't even make cream of wheat. Alas, they do. Sigh. Fifteen all.)
2. Dumb Frogs
My old roommate Erin used to have frogs. I hated them. I mean, they were cute, but she would leave for a week and ask me to take care of them, which meant feeding them crickets. "If they're big crickets," she'd say, "you have to pull their hind legs off, or the frogs will choke." Um, no thanks.
Well, it's January 2007, which means it's time for a new calendar. The only one they had at the store that had any character to it at all (other than the George Bush Out of Office Countdown Calendar -- and who wants to look at him all year?) was full of frogs. Yeah, I bought it. Yeah, I'm dumb. I'm taking it back over lunch to see if they have any adorable kittens goofy cows or, I don't know, NYFD hotties. Anything but frogs!
3. Dumb boys
Mr. Overseas finally called Kate, and when she said that she felt funny about their not communicating much recently, he said (and I quote as directly as I can) "oh, I don't feel funny about it at all."
Can you get much dumber than that? Reminds me of a guy I semi-dated waaaaaaay back in the day (he was 18 and I was... ahem... older). I told him "we've got a problem here," and he said, "no we don't." Oh, ok. Guess we don't then.
4. Dumb co-workers
My friend at work is going on vacation. She sent an out of office memo, saying clearly that she'd be out all next week. I get the Out of Office memo (that's circulated daily, showing who is not in today), and she's listed. And she's been listed out all week. Which wouldn't be so dumb, except that she's walked past reception (where the list is compiled) multiple times.
I may be the only person (besides my friend) who thinks this is dumb enough to be on this list. But if you don't think so too, then you might be dumb!
5. Other Dumb Coworkers
Dumb Coworker 1: You know that Celine Dion song?
Dumb Coworker 2: [names song, which I don't know]? Yeah.
Dumb Coworker 1: That song is really good to work out to.
Kate (to herself): WHAT PLANET ARE YOU FROM?
This ends the dumb report. But that's not to say that the day won't get dumber. It very well may. In fact, I almost hope it does.
yam-ipidia
I was merely looking for some nutritional information about my lunch when I discovered that "Yam tubers can grow up to 2.5 metres in length ... and weigh up to 70 kg (150 pounds)," and that "Yams of African species must be cooked to be safely eaten because various natural substances in raw yams can cause illness if consumed." I wonder how many people had to get sick and die from eating African yams before this conversation:
African Yam Eater 1: Oh, I have a great idea! Let's pound it and leach it and boil it before we eat it.
African Yam Eater 2: No way, man, I'm hungry for some yam now! Just pound it and leach it. Screw boiling it.
African Yam Eater 2: No way, man, I'm hungry for some yam now! Just pound it and leach it. Screw boiling it.
(next day)
African Yam Eater 1: Sorry about your husband, African Yam Eater 3. I told him we should have boiled it, but he was just too hungry.
And on the yam-ipidia, you can see pictures of big-ass yams! (which looked like a big pile of turds to me, until closer inspection proved me wrong. Thankfully)
Perhaps, though, I should have read this entry before eating lunch:
"In a 100g serving of yams, there are 30.5g of carbohydrates so they are ideal for weight gain." Oops.
But come on! I want to find me some purple yams so I can make this cake: 
And the different types of yams? Abundant:
the white yam
the water yam, winged yam, and purple yam (all same yam)
the Chinese yam
the air potato (very different from air guitar)
the lesser yam (lesser than whom, I wonder)
the cush-cush yam
the bitter yam ("she is not prettier than I yam!")
And, surprisingly? Sweet potatos are not yams. (But they are what I had for lunch.)
Wednesday, January 3, 2007
communication breakdown (it's always the same)
So, I have this friend who's in the middle of a crisis. And, because she's not me, and this is not her blog, I'm going to call her Kate. She is not this Kate, and she is not ugly cake (who, if you haven't guessed by now, is actually me, surpirse, surprise, I know, I know, I'm awfully clever).
Kate is very emotionally involved with a man overseas. I won't say she's in love, but she has said things like "I want to marry him and have babies with him," so it's your call on how you think she feels. Recently, however, he's been really distant. As in, I-used-to-email/text/call-you-once-a-day-(at-least)-and-now-I've-let-five-days-go-by-without-any-kind-of-real-contact-whatsoever. Which, if he hadn't already established the precedent of being in touch everyday, might not be so bad.
But what's hurting Kate is something that resounds quite heartily with me: a communication breakdown. Which can happen between any two people at any time, and invariably leaves both feeling crappy, but can really hurt the one who's being shut out. It's fascinating (and frightening), and I can't figure out what drives a man (like Mr. Overseas) to pull back in such a way that poor Kate feels completely dismissed, ignored and heartbroken.
I have a few ideas, but I think they're incomplete. The first (and, to me, cop-outiest) answer is The Holidays. People behave differently over Christmas and New Year's. Christmas brings up huge issues for a lot of people -- religion, family, childhood regressions, alienation, anger, bad parents, good parents, dead parents... whatever it is, any kind of tradition (and Christmas is the traditioniest of all holidays, I'd say) can smack us back into patterns we thought we were good and done. (Like the time this year when my sister was hanging a wreath over the mantle, and even though her husband and I both said it was a bad idea to put it over the picture frame, she did it anyway. Trivial, I know, but instead of being angry at her for completely ignoring me, like I have in the past, I intentionally let it go. And ate more candied pecans. Not everyone's Christmas crises are quite so simple, though.)
And then, once you get over Christmas, BAM!, it's new year's and people feel an obligation to behave differently once again. To make resolutions to change. To start fresh. To disrupt whatever order may or may not have been established before.
I get the holidays excuse. I understand that this happens, even if I don't always understand why. And I think the best way to navigate the holidays is to be in communication with your partner/date/crush(/family/friends/blog readers) about what's going on. "I need some space right now to get through the holidays" is a far better message than the "fuck you" a girl hears when you don't call her on new year's. "I don't understand why you need this" is much easier to navigate than "no, I won't" (whatever is at stake).
But let's say it's not the holidays. Let's say it's another woman making him distant, as Kate fears. How do you handle that -- especially if it's not something serious? I don't think you can say "oh, I need a little space right now to make out with someone else." But I do think something needs to be said. Whatever the cause (e.g., work, stress, illness, family, whatever), the drop off in communication needs to be addressed. Ignorance is not bliss, at least not in a relationship.
So why doesn't Kate step up and ask him about this, you're asking? Good point. And I think she will (or may even be in the process of it now). But there's a very delicate balance set up between a loving woman and the emotionally skittish man she cares about. We women feel the need to play it "cool as a cucumber" (as my sister advised me in the posh country club bathroom) and let our men make their decisions, but at some point (I've decided), it's important to step up and say "less communication than this is not ok, and I'm prepared to leave if that's all I get," or something similar.
What's odd is that the more you focus on communicating clearly, the more you sound like a psychology textbook. Sometimes, though, sounding like an therapy-quoting emotional nerd actually helps the situation.
Kate is angry and hurt and bereft. I told her that everything she feels is completely valid, but that in confronting Mr. Overseas, she needs to remember what she wants out of all of this -- resumed communication, not an end to the relationship. Her impulse is to say (and I quote) "what the fuck, [insert last name only]?" I told her that maybe an approach more along the lines of "I have something I'd like to talk to you about because I'm feeling angry and frustrated and would like your help in trying to resolve it" might actually lead her nearer to where she wants to be.
I don't know. Maybe I'm overthinking all of this. Maybe there is no such thing as a communication breakdown, and it's just one person pulling back because he doesn't care as much anymore. Maybe, as the evil evil book says, he really is just not that into you, and no matter what you do, you won't be able to change his mind or behavior.
I have no answers. Really, all I care about is Kate. Both Kates. All Kates.
Kate is very emotionally involved with a man overseas. I won't say she's in love, but she has said things like "I want to marry him and have babies with him," so it's your call on how you think she feels. Recently, however, he's been really distant. As in, I-used-to-email/text/call-you-once-a-day-(at-least)-and-now-I've-let-five-days-go-by-without-any-kind-of-real-contact-whatsoever. Which, if he hadn't already established the precedent of being in touch everyday, might not be so bad.
But what's hurting Kate is something that resounds quite heartily with me: a communication breakdown. Which can happen between any two people at any time, and invariably leaves both feeling crappy, but can really hurt the one who's being shut out. It's fascinating (and frightening), and I can't figure out what drives a man (like Mr. Overseas) to pull back in such a way that poor Kate feels completely dismissed, ignored and heartbroken.
I have a few ideas, but I think they're incomplete. The first (and, to me, cop-outiest) answer is The Holidays. People behave differently over Christmas and New Year's. Christmas brings up huge issues for a lot of people -- religion, family, childhood regressions, alienation, anger, bad parents, good parents, dead parents... whatever it is, any kind of tradition (and Christmas is the traditioniest of all holidays, I'd say) can smack us back into patterns we thought we were good and done. (Like the time this year when my sister was hanging a wreath over the mantle, and even though her husband and I both said it was a bad idea to put it over the picture frame, she did it anyway. Trivial, I know, but instead of being angry at her for completely ignoring me, like I have in the past, I intentionally let it go. And ate more candied pecans. Not everyone's Christmas crises are quite so simple, though.)
And then, once you get over Christmas, BAM!, it's new year's and people feel an obligation to behave differently once again. To make resolutions to change. To start fresh. To disrupt whatever order may or may not have been established before.
I get the holidays excuse. I understand that this happens, even if I don't always understand why. And I think the best way to navigate the holidays is to be in communication with your partner/date/crush(/family/friends/blog readers) about what's going on. "I need some space right now to get through the holidays" is a far better message than the "fuck you" a girl hears when you don't call her on new year's. "I don't understand why you need this" is much easier to navigate than "no, I won't" (whatever is at stake).
But let's say it's not the holidays. Let's say it's another woman making him distant, as Kate fears. How do you handle that -- especially if it's not something serious? I don't think you can say "oh, I need a little space right now to make out with someone else." But I do think something needs to be said. Whatever the cause (e.g., work, stress, illness, family, whatever), the drop off in communication needs to be addressed. Ignorance is not bliss, at least not in a relationship.
So why doesn't Kate step up and ask him about this, you're asking? Good point. And I think she will (or may even be in the process of it now). But there's a very delicate balance set up between a loving woman and the emotionally skittish man she cares about. We women feel the need to play it "cool as a cucumber" (as my sister advised me in the posh country club bathroom) and let our men make their decisions, but at some point (I've decided), it's important to step up and say "less communication than this is not ok, and I'm prepared to leave if that's all I get," or something similar.
What's odd is that the more you focus on communicating clearly, the more you sound like a psychology textbook. Sometimes, though, sounding like an therapy-quoting emotional nerd actually helps the situation.
Kate is angry and hurt and bereft. I told her that everything she feels is completely valid, but that in confronting Mr. Overseas, she needs to remember what she wants out of all of this -- resumed communication, not an end to the relationship. Her impulse is to say (and I quote) "what the fuck, [insert last name only]?" I told her that maybe an approach more along the lines of "I have something I'd like to talk to you about because I'm feeling angry and frustrated and would like your help in trying to resolve it" might actually lead her nearer to where she wants to be.
I don't know. Maybe I'm overthinking all of this. Maybe there is no such thing as a communication breakdown, and it's just one person pulling back because he doesn't care as much anymore. Maybe, as the evil evil book says, he really is just not that into you, and no matter what you do, you won't be able to change his mind or behavior.
I have no answers. Really, all I care about is Kate. Both Kates. All Kates.
Tuesday, January 2, 2007
Friday, December 29, 2006
scurvey survey
I hijacked this from Bon, who hijacked it from Beffers, who begat Shemshalot and Urachai, who begat...
1. How old will you be in five years?
Ahem. 35. (excuse me, I still had the taste of 29 in my throat)
2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today?
Me. But the day's still young. I spent at least two hours with Francesca and Alex yesterday, and that felt pretty good.
3. How tall are you?
5'8" Taller in shoes.
4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?
Ooh, good question. Mostly just getting to the other side of the holidays. And recording my audiobook demo.
5. What's the last movie you saw?
Warm Springs, the Branagh movie about FDR's time in Georgia, trying to walk again. Actually quite good. And Cynthia Nixon wears fake teeth in it, which is prety awesome. Prior to that I saw 28-Up. Part of the Up documentary series in which they follow 9 or 10 kids from the time they're seven until most recently, they came out with 49-Up. Cool concept. (the films themselves tend to be a little long, if you ask me, so I have to sleep through some parts)
6. Who was the last person to call you?
Sadly, the word processing department, seeing if I can cover another attorney today.
7. What was the last text message you received?"Cousin Brian?" (of course the text I had sent out previously said "Guess who's at Yum Yum Bangkok?")
8. Do you prefer to call or text?
It depends on what my objective is. If I want to just pop someone a note to say hi, or I love you, or I'm down the street, I'll text. Or if I'm in the subway and have no cell service, I'll totally text. But to really connect with someone, I like the phone. And face-to-face. Email's good, too.
9. What were you doing at 8pm last night?
Eating Thai food (at Yum Yum Bangkok, surprise surprise). With Francesca and Alex (surprise surprise).
10. Are your parents married/separated/divorced?
My mom and dad are still together after almost 37 years. And they rock.
11. When is the last time you saw your mom?
Tuesday morning, when she drove me to the train station. I'm seeing her again on Saturday.
12. What color are your eyes?
Brown. With some brown highlights.
13. What time did you wake up this morning?
8:00 a.m. by the bedroom clock, 7:54 by the kitchen clock. (yes, I'm one of those people, but mostly because every time I set my alarm, the time moves forward a minute or two, and I can't be bothered to correct it. I don't let it get more than 10 minutes ahead, though, because that's just silly.)
14. What are you wearing right now?
Jeans! At work! (only thing I like about new year's is the casual dress today) And a pink sweater. And a belt that used to be the sweater ties, but they irritated me the way the bopped against my stomach, so I cut them off, made a belt out of them and now I call them my pom pom numchuks.
15. What is your favorite Christmas song?
The Christmas Wish from the John Denver and the Muppets Christmas Album. Makes me kinda weepy.
16. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?
The Thing Under the Bed.
17. How many computers do you have in your house?
Uno.
18. How big is your bed?
Big enough for me!
19. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer?
Desktop. I don't do a lot of computery stuff at home (since I spend 8 hours a day in front of one here) so I'm all good with what I've got.
20. Do you sleep with or without clothes on?
With. Definitely with. I mean, what if the house catches fire or something?
21. What color are your sheets?
They're supposed to be cream colored, but it's been a while since I've changed them. They might be getting kind of greyish. (makes mental note to change sheets this weekend.)
22. What is your favorite season?
Spring. (I don't have allergies)
23. Have you ever kissed more than one girl in a night?
One girl? No. One boy? No comment.
24. What do you like about winter?
SNOW! And Christmas. And my birthday. And being cozy.
25. What cities/towns have you lived in?
Lots of News: New Rochelle, New Snootyville, New Haven, New York City (Manhattan, Queens and Brooklyn).
26. Do you like Chinese food?
Not as much as Thai and Japanese.
27. Do you like coffee?
Does a bear shit in the woods (after drinking coffee)?
28. How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average?Not enough. I'd like to drink more, but the water fountain is so... far... away...
29. What do you drink in the morning?
Decaf.
30. Do you know how to play poker?
Sort of. I don't particularly enjoy it, though, especially when real money is involved. Penny poker I can get behind.
31. Do you like to cuddle?
See #27.
32. Do you have an addictive personality?
Yes. I am both addicted to things and addictive to people. ("Quick! I need me a Kate fix, STAT!")
33. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you?
Yes. In addition to Katie Holmes (we go way back), I share my birthday with Ruth Wallman (who was in a two-woman show with me several years ago -- what are the odds that we'd have the same birthday?), Dana Syracuse (my friend at work) and Amanda Nelson (who could be any of these people. I lost track of her in middle school).
34. Do you want kids?
Do you?
35. Do you speak any other languages?
I can speak enough Spanish to get by, but I get really shy and nervous speaking Spanish to native speakers. My sister and I used to speak Spanish at the dinner table to discuss the regalos were giving to our madre para la Navidad. They thought we were all smart and bilingual.
36. Have you ever gotten stitches?
Yes. I have 13 in my chin, from falling on a steel railing and a bunch in my throat from my tonsilectomy.
37. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seats?
Window! Let me sleep leaning against something that isn't a fellow passenger.
38. Do you know how to drive stick?
That's personal.
39. Can you roll your tongue?
Yes, but I can't do that fancy clover leaf thing.
40. What is the main ring tone on your phone?
Oh, it's this lame funky beat. I've given the VIPs rings of their own, which is great because I know who's calling before I even get there.
1. How old will you be in five years?
Ahem. 35. (excuse me, I still had the taste of 29 in my throat)
2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today?
Me. But the day's still young. I spent at least two hours with Francesca and Alex yesterday, and that felt pretty good.
3. How tall are you?
5'8" Taller in shoes.
4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?
Ooh, good question. Mostly just getting to the other side of the holidays. And recording my audiobook demo.
5. What's the last movie you saw?
Warm Springs, the Branagh movie about FDR's time in Georgia, trying to walk again. Actually quite good. And Cynthia Nixon wears fake teeth in it, which is prety awesome. Prior to that I saw 28-Up. Part of the Up documentary series in which they follow 9 or 10 kids from the time they're seven until most recently, they came out with 49-Up. Cool concept. (the films themselves tend to be a little long, if you ask me, so I have to sleep through some parts)
6. Who was the last person to call you?
Sadly, the word processing department, seeing if I can cover another attorney today.
7. What was the last text message you received?"Cousin Brian?" (of course the text I had sent out previously said "Guess who's at Yum Yum Bangkok?")
8. Do you prefer to call or text?
It depends on what my objective is. If I want to just pop someone a note to say hi, or I love you, or I'm down the street, I'll text. Or if I'm in the subway and have no cell service, I'll totally text. But to really connect with someone, I like the phone. And face-to-face. Email's good, too.
9. What were you doing at 8pm last night?
Eating Thai food (at Yum Yum Bangkok, surprise surprise). With Francesca and Alex (surprise surprise).
10. Are your parents married/separated/divorced?
My mom and dad are still together after almost 37 years. And they rock.
11. When is the last time you saw your mom?
Tuesday morning, when she drove me to the train station. I'm seeing her again on Saturday.
12. What color are your eyes?
Brown. With some brown highlights.
13. What time did you wake up this morning?
8:00 a.m. by the bedroom clock, 7:54 by the kitchen clock. (yes, I'm one of those people, but mostly because every time I set my alarm, the time moves forward a minute or two, and I can't be bothered to correct it. I don't let it get more than 10 minutes ahead, though, because that's just silly.)
14. What are you wearing right now?
Jeans! At work! (only thing I like about new year's is the casual dress today) And a pink sweater. And a belt that used to be the sweater ties, but they irritated me the way the bopped against my stomach, so I cut them off, made a belt out of them and now I call them my pom pom numchuks.
15. What is your favorite Christmas song?
The Christmas Wish from the John Denver and the Muppets Christmas Album. Makes me kinda weepy.
16. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?
The Thing Under the Bed.
17. How many computers do you have in your house?
Uno.
18. How big is your bed?
Big enough for me!
19. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer?
Desktop. I don't do a lot of computery stuff at home (since I spend 8 hours a day in front of one here) so I'm all good with what I've got.
20. Do you sleep with or without clothes on?
With. Definitely with. I mean, what if the house catches fire or something?
21. What color are your sheets?
They're supposed to be cream colored, but it's been a while since I've changed them. They might be getting kind of greyish. (makes mental note to change sheets this weekend.)
22. What is your favorite season?
Spring. (I don't have allergies)
23. Have you ever kissed more than one girl in a night?
One girl? No. One boy? No comment.
24. What do you like about winter?
SNOW! And Christmas. And my birthday. And being cozy.
25. What cities/towns have you lived in?
Lots of News: New Rochelle, New Snootyville, New Haven, New York City (Manhattan, Queens and Brooklyn).
26. Do you like Chinese food?
Not as much as Thai and Japanese.
27. Do you like coffee?
Does a bear shit in the woods (after drinking coffee)?
28. How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average?Not enough. I'd like to drink more, but the water fountain is so... far... away...
29. What do you drink in the morning?
Decaf.
30. Do you know how to play poker?
Sort of. I don't particularly enjoy it, though, especially when real money is involved. Penny poker I can get behind.
31. Do you like to cuddle?
See #27.
32. Do you have an addictive personality?
Yes. I am both addicted to things and addictive to people. ("Quick! I need me a Kate fix, STAT!")
33. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you?
Yes. In addition to Katie Holmes (we go way back), I share my birthday with Ruth Wallman (who was in a two-woman show with me several years ago -- what are the odds that we'd have the same birthday?), Dana Syracuse (my friend at work) and Amanda Nelson (who could be any of these people. I lost track of her in middle school).
34. Do you want kids?
Do you?
35. Do you speak any other languages?
I can speak enough Spanish to get by, but I get really shy and nervous speaking Spanish to native speakers. My sister and I used to speak Spanish at the dinner table to discuss the regalos were giving to our madre para la Navidad. They thought we were all smart and bilingual.
36. Have you ever gotten stitches?
Yes. I have 13 in my chin, from falling on a steel railing and a bunch in my throat from my tonsilectomy.
37. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seats?
Window! Let me sleep leaning against something that isn't a fellow passenger.
38. Do you know how to drive stick?
That's personal.
39. Can you roll your tongue?
Yes, but I can't do that fancy clover leaf thing.
40. What is the main ring tone on your phone?
Oh, it's this lame funky beat. I've given the VIPs rings of their own, which is great because I know who's calling before I even get there.
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