Day 85: March 26, 2009

Question 46:
What do you complain about more than anything else?

Responses:

• Greed (and everything that it causes)
• Complacency

Song:
Your Ex-Lover is Dead, by Stars

Lyrics:
God that was strange to see you again
Introduced by a friend of a friend
Smiled and said 'yes I think we've met before'
In that instant it started to pour,
Captured a taxi despite all the rain
We drove in silence across pont champlain
And all of the time you thought I was sad
I was trying to remember your name...

This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
Tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in
Now you're outside me
You see all the beauty
Repent all your sin

It's nothing but time and a face that you lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't chose
I'll write you a postcard
I'll send you the news
From a house down the road from real love...

Live through this, and you won't look back...
Live through this, and you won't look back...
Live through this, and you won't look back...

There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave
You were what I wanted
I gave what I gave
I'm not sorry I met you
I'm not sorry it's over
I'm not sorry there's nothing to say

I'm not sorry there's nothing to say...

Day 84: March 25, 2009

Question 129:
Which long lost childhood object would you most like to find?

Responses:

• Marshall

Song:
Murray, by Pete Yorn

Lyrics:
I know a man who lives under his covers, Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Lost his mind from the TV
Now he's playing God

And somebody told him that he was no good at, Uh uh uh uh uh uh
He's talking out of the left side of his mouth

And he won't follow
These lines he's drawn for him
And he don't want to try
Seeing is believing
Lord knows what he sees here every night

Three little boys dress up in the morning, Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Come back home from the school yard
Talkin' bout Love

But on this occasion the boys feel the same, Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Something's holding them back there
I bet it was their mom

And they won't follow
These lines he's drawn for them
Cause they don't want to try
Seeing is believing
Lord knows what they see here every night

And we both know
That people change
When truth's not part of their lives
I've seen the love in their eyes
Don't say goodbye
Goodbye

I know a man who wakes up in the evening, Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Lost his mind from the TV
Now he's blaming God

And somebody told him that he's good for nothing, Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Now he screen prints American T-shirts
Through the night

And he won't follow
These lines they've drawn for him
And he don't want to try
Seeing is believing
Lord knows what he sees here

Every night

Day 83: March 24, 2009

Question 104:
Which piece of land would you wish to have preserved forever?

Responses:

• Central Park

Song:
Rebellion (Lies), by The Arcade Fire

Lyrics:
Sleeping is giving in,
No matter what the time is.
Sleeping is giving in,
So lift those heavy eyelids.

People say that you'll die
Faster than without water.
But we know it's just a lie,
Scare your son, scare your daughter.

People say that your dreams
Are the only things that save ya.
Come on baby in our dreams,
We can live our misbehavior.

Every time you close your eyesLies, Lies!

People try and hide the night
Underneath the covers.
People try and hide the light
Underneath the covers.

Come on hide your lovers
Underneath the covers,
Come on hide your lovers
Underneath the covers.

Hidin' from your brothers
Underneath the covers,
Come on hide your lovers
Underneath the covers.

People say that you'll die
Faster than without water,
But we know it's just a lie,
Scare your son, scare your daughter,

Scare your son, scare your daughter.

Now here's the sun, it's alright! (Lies!)
Now here's the moon, it's alright! (Lies!)
Now here's the sun, it's alright! (Lies!)
Now here's the moon it's alright (Lies!)

But every time you close your eyes. (Lies!)

Day 82: March 23, 2009

Question 59:
Would you go to war if you were drafted?

Responses:

• Absolutely NOT. I do not believe in participating in any war in any manner. (All Quiet on the Western Front is in my top ten book choices)
• No
• No

Song:
Jealousy, by Cary Brothers

Lyrics:
Just a voice inside your head
Whispering all the hope is dead
All the times you had to prove
That no one really loves you

I found you in a reflection
You didn't want me to see
I will give you all I have
Just look up, break down and believe

This is a glass parade
A fragile state
And I am trying not to break
And the stars are shining
The moon is right
And I would kill to be with you tonight

Wish you told me all the truth
So afraid to face an absolute
All the fights you had to lose
All the fear was put upon you

I found you when you were broken
Too many cracks of deceit
I will give you all I have
Just look up, break down and believe

This is a glass parade
A fragile state
And I am trying not to break
And the stars are shining
The moon is right
And I would kill to be with you tonight

This is the feeling, falling
So much I want to say
Show me the same emotion
Show me what's at stake
And how much can you take
When you realize your fate?

Hold me now as the car lights fade
And we are dancing in the glass parade
Dancing in the glass parade
We are dancing in the glass parade

It's just a voice inside your head

Day 81: March 22, 2009

Question 45:
If you could do something dangerous just once with no risk, what would you do?

Responses:

• Meet with Street drug dealers and engage them in a dialogue to try to convince them to stop destroying their lives and the lives of others.
• Take drugs and drink alcohol
• I would have sex with james franco, then kill him.
• Quit work and write and open a theatre company

Song:
Teach Me to Stay, by Brian Maddox

Lyrics:
i am alone now / you’re never here
do you still miss me / when i disappear
there is a part of me that isn't clear

i just feel empty / i just feel old
nights are so lonely / no one to hold
there is a part of me that's growing cold

Chorus:
so give me a pill / but don't let me take it
give me your will / don't let me break it
give me until / until i can make it
make it okay

give me your tears / 'cause i feel like crying
give me your years / 'cause i feel like dying
give me your fears / to keep me from flying
flying away

teach me to stay
(second time to bridge)

where am i going / where am i from
is there a future / in what I’ve become
there is a part of me that's just begun

go to chorus

Bridge:
i have been waiting so long
what was i waiting for
i have been acting so wrong
what was i acting for
there is a part of me that isn’t sure

(go to chorus)

Day 80: March 21, 2009

Question 135:
Which moment from your life would you choose to relive if you could?

Responses:

• None

Song:
Sometimes, by Clark Country

Lyrics:
The time had come at last.
We said a last goodbye.
And tho’ we both were sad
Neither one could cry.
Once in love, love now gone
We had to start anew.
And while we found it hard to face,
It’s what we all go through.
Sometimes you try
To understand
How love can come
Then go again.
Just when you think
Your heart won’t mend,
It’s love that finds you
in the end.

Many years have passed
Since we went separate ways.
I saw her on the street.
We were-n’t sure what to say.
But as we talked
Holding our own kids,
She said what we both knew:
Fate had someone in the cards
But it just wasn’t you.

Sometimes you try
To understand
How love can come
Then go again.
Just when you think
Your heart won’t mend,
It’s love that finds you
in the end.

Young love’s always so intense
Tho’ not always making sense.
And while it’s hard to see,
It’s not always meant to be.

(instrumental)

We were young, we thought we knew
What love’s supposed to feel.
But now that love has found us both,
We know that it’s for real.

Sometimes you try
To understand
How love can come
Then go again.

Just when you think
Your heart won’t mend,
It’s love that finds you
in the end. (Repeat slowly)

Day 79: March 20, 2009

Question 99:
In your opinion, what are the seven wonders of the world?

Responses:

• I love this story and have to share it all rather than just stealing the ending - A group of students were asked to list what they thought were the current Seven Wonders of the World. Though there was some disagreement, the following got the most votes: 1. Egypt's Great Pyramids 2. Taj Mahal 3. Grand Canyon 4. Panama Canal 5. Empire State Building 6. St. Peter's Basilica 7. China's Great Wall. While gathering the votes, the teacher noted that one quiet student hadn't turned in her paper yet. So she asked the student if she was having trouble with her list. The girl replied, "Yes, a little. I couldn't quite make up my mind because there were so many." The teacher said, "Well, tell us what you have, and maybe we can help." The girl hesitated, then read, "I think the Seven Wonders of the World are: To touch, to taste, to see, to hear, to feel, to laugh and to love. “ The room was full of silence. [I was surprised the kids mostly came up with man-made structures, but think that last girl said it best]
• If the seven wonders of the world were intangible items, I would say that they would be things that make us human: emotion, logic/reasoning, language, instinct/intuition…
• 1) Intelligence, 2) psychology, 3) contrast between ancient architecture with no resources vs modern architecture and limitless resources, 4) religion (specifically, acceptance of it without challenge), 5) laughing babies, 6) cancer, 7) color

Song:
Dream, by Priscilla Ahn

Lyrics:
I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.
I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green.

I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest swing.
I had a dream.

Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park, I asked God who I'm supposed to be.
The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.

I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest tree.
I had a dream.

Now I'm old and feeling grey. I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave.
I lived it full and I lived it well, there's many tales I've lived to tell. I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I'm ready now to fly from the highest wing.

I had a dream

Day 78: March 19, 2009

Question 29:
What one question would you ask a psychic about the future?

Responses:

• Will I ever be happily married? (I say happily because quite frankly if I’m happy, that means the man is a good man who loves my daughter and whom my daughter loves. If I just asked “married” then I wouldn’t know if we were going to be happy. This isn’t making sense….)
• When do I realize that I have an awesome life?
• When will I die? or, Will the check I’m writing to you bounce?

Song:
In This Life, by Delta Goodrem

Lyrics:
I was nurtured I was sheltered
I was curious and young
I was searching for that something
Trying to find it on the run
Oh and just when I stopped looking
I saw just how far I'd come
In this life
In this life

You give me love
You give me light
Show me everything that's been happening
I've opened up my eyes
Following
Three steps fight an honest fight
Two hearts that can start a fire
One love is all I need
This summer hey voe
In this life

I have faltered I have stumbled
I have found my feet again
I've been angry I've been shaken
Found a new place to begin
My persistence to make a difference
Has led me safe into your hands
In this life
In this life

[Chorus]

I was put here for a reason
I was born into this world
And I'm living and I'm believing
I was meant to be your girl
In this life

[Chorus]
[Chorus again]
In this life yeah yeah, ln this life yeah.

Day 77: March 18, 2009

Question 36:
What's the worst gift you've ever received and ever given?

Responses:

• When I was 16 I received a pack of crayola markers and a huge bag of Good n' Plenty candy for Christmas. The worst gift I ever gave is probably jewelery of mine that I don't like and pretend I bought for the person.
• A first-wedding gift of a goblet engraved with some trailer park sentiments on getting married. Gave it away to charity.
• Ever received: A Holly Hobby doll – I was 13 years old…again nuf said. Ever given: I don’t give bad gifts…unless the wine turned.
• Received: porn; Given: speech at Mark and Joann’s wedding. Still feel awful about that. Awful.

Song:
Middle Distance Runner, by Sea Wolf

Lyrics:
Well I'm so sad tonight
And the words won't come out right
It's been a long day on the track
And its stamina that I lack

So won't you run to me tonight?
Tonight could turn but we're just lovers
But I'll only ever be a middle distance runner

Well my heart is beating hard
And I'm off with a shot at the start
And my legs tremble from strain
But by the finish line I'll drain

So won't you run to me tonight?
Tonight let's not talk about next summer
Cause I'll only ever be a middle distance runner

Well I'm so proud tonight
Of the woman you've become
And I'm just too tired to fight
So my darling, I'll succumb

But you'll have to run to me tonight
Tonight I will love you forever
But I'll only ever be a middle distance runner

Day 76: March 17, 2009

Question 39:
What would you most like to learn how to do on a computer?

Responses:

• Everything, I am so technology challenged.
  Making documents behave as I try to edit them before forwarding them - esp. with unnecessarily enormous fonts in crazy colors and lame picture attachments or emoticons that hog space for little added value.
• Design

Song:
Soon We'll Be Found, by Sia

Lyrics:
Come along it is the break of day
Surely now, you'll have some things to say
It's not the time for telling tales on me

So come along, it wont be long
'Til we return happy
Shut your eyes, there are no lies
In this world we call sleep
Let's desert this day of hurt
Tomorrow we'll be free

Let's not fight I'm tired can't we just sleep tonight
Don't Turn away it's just there's nothing left here to say
Turn around I know we're lost but soon we'll be found

Well it's been rough but we'll be just fine
Work it out yeah we'll survive
You mustn't let a few bad times dictate

So come along, it wont be long
'Til we return happy
Shut your eyes, there are no lies
In this world we call sleep
Let's desert this day of work
Tomorrow we'll be free

Let's not fight I'm tired can't we just sleep tonight
Don't turn away it's just there's nothing left here to say
Turn around I know we're lost but soon we'll be found

Day 75: March 16, 2009

Question 146:
Who enjoys sex more: men or women?

Responses:

• Women, I think.
• Men

Song:
Green Light, by John Legend

Lyrics:
Give me the Green light, Give me just one night
I'm ready to go right now
I'm ready to go right now

I'm ready to go right now
I'm ready to go right now

I see you move, I'm checking your smile
Working your back like it's going out of style
Shake just a little bit faster
Shake just a little now girl
Dying to meet you, so lets mess around
I've got an obsession of us getting down
Come just a little bit closer
I just need permission so just...

Give me the green light, Give me just one night
I'm ready to go right now
I'm ready to go right now
We can go all night, Give me the green light
I'm ready to go right now
I'm ready to go right now

123 green light, But if it's what it seems like
The way you movin baby let's get movin its gon be right

I'm ready to go right now
I'm ready to go right now

123 red light, I wanna see yo bed's like
But if I be your buddy, Would you stidy?
Is yo head right?

I'm ready to go right now
I'm ready to go right now

Do I have a girlfriend... technically no.
If you'll be my girlfriend then I'll make it so
You'll be my only true lover
No competition, no other
Baby it's just the thrill of the chase
But I've got a feeling that I'm winning this race!
Baby I'm in much closer
I just need permission so...

Give me the green light..., Give me just one night.
I'm ready to go right now!
I'm ready to go right now

We can go all night, Give me the green light
I'm ready to go right now
I'm ready to go right now

123 green light, But if it's what it seems like
The way you movin baby lets get movin its gon be right

I'm ready to go right now
I'm ready to go right now

123 red light, I wanna see what yo bed's like
But if I be your buddy, Would you study?
Is yo head right?

I'm ready to go right now
I'm ready to go right now

So I went hard like Medusa staring at me
I told her lets go, lets blow this lame nigga factory
She said, What type of girl do you think I are
The kind that you meet in a bar
You think you can get whatever you want cuz you some kinda star
No I'm a comet, I just want you woman
Hey, If I were you it wouldn't be me that Id go home with, 3, the one and only
One thing you ain't considered
I heard you when you told your girl "ooo he can get it". Admit it. You did it
Lets hop a cab and split it
I'm kiddin
We both going to where you livin
HA, I got you gigglin like I'm piglet
Oh that's the ticket
I hope you more like anita baker than robin givens
No, I don't know that lady so let me quit it
I'm just style freein, freestylin which i seldom do
This is what im telling you
To the bed im nailing you
Like I've been in jail for two
Years and then they let me loose

Chorus

You got you one legend
Sometimes you gotta step from behind the piano
And let em know what's going on
Even Stevie Wonder got down sometimes
I'm ready to go

Day 74: March 15, 2009

Question 100:
If you could be a famous athlete for a single game, who would you be?

Responses:

• Paul Hamm - would be great to know what it feels like to be a gymnast

Song:
Anything Goes, by Randy Houser

Lyrics:
Normally this time of night you wouldn't find me here
I'd be reaching for a good night kiss instead of one more beer
I'd never take a second look at the blonde across the bar
Much less invite her over and let things go this far

Chorus:
But anything goes when everything's gone
You ain't around to give a damn whether I do right or wrong
So bring it on, anything goes when everything's gone

Another morning after a crazy night before
I'm searchin' for my blue jeans on a stranger's bedroom floor
Well, shouldn't I feel guilty well I don't feel a thing
I'd wake her up and say goodbye, but I can't recall her name

Repeat Chorus:
But anything goes when everything's gone
You ain't around to give a damn whether I do right or wrong
So bring it on, anything goes when everything's gone

If you'd lifted a single thread for me to hold on too
I'd have one good reason not to do the things I do

Repeat Chorus:
But anything goes when everything's gone
You ain't around to give a damn whether I do right or wrong
So bring it on, anything goes when everything's gone

Anything goes
Anything goes when everything's gone

Day 73: March 14, 2009

Question 72:
In what area would you most like to have grown up?

Responses:

• The lower east side of Detroit in the late 1960s and early 1970s.
  To have purpose and be productive.
  The area I would most like to have grown up is a little complicate, I am content with being a city boy but I wish I spent more time in the country.
• I'm happy with where I grew up

Song:
This Is My Now, by Jordin Sparks

Lyrics:
There was a time I packed my dreams away.
Living in a shell, hiding from myself.

There was a time when I was so afraid.
I thought I'd reached the end,
But baby that was then
I am made of more than my yesterdays.

This is my now, and I am breathing in the moment.
As I look around
I can't believe the love I see.
My fears behind me, gone are the shadows and doubt
That was then, this is my now.

I have to decide,
Was I gonna to play it safe.
Or look somewhere deep in side,
Try to turn the tide,
And find the strength to take that step of faith.

This is my now, and I am breathing in the moment.
As I look around
I can't believe the love I see.
My fears behind me, gone are the shadows and doubt
That was then, this is my now.

And I have the courage like never before, yeah.
I've settled for less now I'm ready for more,
Ready for more.

This is my now, and I am breathing in the moment.
As I look around I can't believe the love I see.
My fears behind me, gone are the shadows and doubt
That was then, this is my now.

I'm living in the moment
I look around I can't believe the love I see.
My fears behind me, gone are the shadows and doubt
That was then, this is my now.
This is my now.

Day 72: March 13, 2009

Question 152:
Would you rather get a 20-percent raise or work a four-day week? Why?

Responses:

• Raise, because it's more money. An extra day off means I'd be spending more money.

Song:
Mr. Hurricane, by Beast

Lyrics:
I thought I was a victim
That people hated me
I never had a homeland
I had no safety
One day I saw a beast comin'
From across the sea
I never knew fear
Until he came for me

I called out for a killer
I looked for a knife
I drank from this river
It ruined my life
I saw him comin' at me empty and so cold
I never knew emotion
Till he caught me in his fold

Can you imagine livin' one more day
With a beast right up in your face
Can see me dyin' in this house, in any house
For a man in vain
Blinded by the Hurricane

(Broke out of the harness) Let it go let it go
(Crumbled in the darkness) Turn on the light ya'll
(Overcame the madness) Then take your pills
(Finally righteous) I love the beast ya'll

(Broke out of the harness) Let it go let it go
(Stumbled in the darkness) Turn on the light ya'll
(Overcame the madness) Then take your pills
(Finally righteous) I love the beast ya'll

I stopped bein' the victim
But you weren't there to see
I never felt bitter
Till you crippled me
I felt like a refugee from the pain
I had to wear that shroud with no shame
Deceit and lies
were your crying game
I never fell in love so deeply in vain

So I stay a while
Knife in my side
While I slowly died
Defeat from the inside
Now I scream 'til the end of the day
Never again, Mr. Hurricane

(Broke out of the harness) Let it go let it go
(Stumbled in the darkness) Turn on the light ya'll
(Overcame the madness) Then take your pills
(Finally righteous) I love the beast ya'll

(Broke out of the harness) Let it go let it go
(Stumbled in the darkness) Turn on the light ya'll
(Overcame the madness) Then take your pills
(Finally righteous) I love the beast ya'll

[this chorus keeps repeating in the background]

Don't mess with the Beast Mr. Hurricane
You're not coming for peace stop bringing the insane

Don't mess with the Beast Mr. Hurricane
You're not coming for peace stop bringing the insane

Don't mess with the Beast Mr. Hurricane
You're not coming for peace stop bringing the Insane

Don't mess with the Beast Mr. Hurricane
You're not coming for peace stop bringing the insane

[chorus stops repeating in background]

Don't mess with the Beast Mr. Hurricane
You're not coming for peace stop bringing the insane

Don't mess with the Beast Mr. Hurricane
You're not coming for peace stop bringing the insane

Don't mess with the Beast Mr. Hurricane
You're not coming for peace stop bringing the insane

Don't mess with the Beast Mr. Hurricane
You're not coming for peace stop bringing the insane

Day 71: March 12, 2009

Question 143:
Who would win in a war: Texas or California? (remember: Texans love their guns. But so do the Crips.)

Responses:

• Texas - too much (bullshit) pride

Song:
Sleeping Lessons, by The Shins

Lyrics:
Go without
'Til the need seeps in
You're low, anymore
Collect your novel petals for the stem

And glow
Glow
Melt and flow
Eviscerate your fragile frame
And spill it out on the ragged floor
A thousand different versions of yourself

And if the old guard still offend
They got nothing left on which you depend
So enlist every ounce
Of your bright blood
And off with their heads
Jump from The hook
You're not obliged to swallow anything you despise
See, those unrepenting buzzards want your life

And they got no right
As sure as you have eyes
They got no right

Just put yourself in my new hooves
And see that I do what I do
Because the old guard still offend (their pudgy hearts and slimy hands)
They've got nothing left on which we depend
So enlist every ounce
Of your bright blood
And off with their heads
Jump from The hook
You're not obliged
To swallow anything you despise
That you despise

Day 70: March 11, 2009

Question 113:
What's one thing you've done that you'd like to erase?

Responses:

• I grew up. Imagine what it would be like to be a perpetual kid and not have to deal with ay consequences
• Intolerant comments and a truly incredibly atrocious attempt at a best man's speech.

Song:
Best of My Love, by The Emotions

Lyrics:
Doesn't take much to make me happy
and make me smile
Never never will I feel discouraged
Cause our love's no mystery
Demonstrating love and affection
That you give so openly yeah
I like the way ya make me about you baby
Want the whole wide world to see
[Chorus:]
Whoa whoa, you got the best of my love
Whoa whoa, you got the best of my love
Whoa whoa, you got the best of my love
Whoa whoa, you've got the best of my love
Goin' in and out of changes
The kind that come around each day
My life has a better meaning
Love has kissed me in a beautiful way
And oh yea (my love, my love)
oh yea (my love, my love)
Oh you got the best of my love
Whoa whoa, you've got the best of my love
Whoa whoa, you've got the best of my love
Whoa whoa, you've got the best of my love
Demonstrating sweet love and affection
That you give so openly yeah
The way I feel about ya baby can't explain it
Want the whole wide world to see
Ohhh but in my heart
You're all I need
You for me and me for you
ohhh, it's growin' every day ooooh
ohhh, oh oh oh oh oh
you've got the best of my love
ohhh, oh oh oh oh oh
you've got the best of my love
ohhh, givin' you the best of my love
my love ohh my love
ohhh, givin' you the best of my love
my love ohh oh yeah
ohhh, oh oh oh oh oh
you've got the best of my love
[fade out]

Day 69: March 10, 2009

Question 25:
Would you rather visit a big city or the countryside?

Responses:

• Neither. I'd rather visit the American southwest desert, or a tropical island.
  If I had to choose I would visit the country side. I am a product of big cities and I could probably never live outside one, however the country side is where I can find myself and appreciate what’s around me.
  Mostly, big city.

Song:
Was I On Your Mind, by Jessie Baylin

Lyrics:
Did it feel any good.
Did it hit you like it should
Was i on your mind
Was i on your mind
Were the lights in your eyes
Did reflections leave you blind
Was i On Your Mind
Was i on your mind
Ooohh, did you think it was free
ooooh, did you just wanna see
Well i dont want to be right
I want a good lie
I want a new truth
I want your fight
Tell me i'm wrong instead
Tell me i'm wrong instead
Give me what i need
Just take my heart
Break my love
And before you start
Tell me i'm wrong instead
Tell me i'm wrong instead
DId you have to burn it down
Did our ashes make a sound
Was i On Your Mind
Was i On Your Mind
Does it make you feel alive
To have something to survive
Was i On Your Mind
Was i On Your Mind
oooh, did you think it was free
oooh, did you just wanna see
Well i dont want to be right
I want a good lie
I want a new truth
I want your fight
Tell me i'm wrong instead
Tell me i'm wrong instead
Give me what i need
Just take my heart
Break my love
And before you start
Tell me i'm wrong instead
Tell me i'm wrong instead
Now every breath feels like a new charade...
I'm as lost as you, just stumbling through our sad parade...
And i dont wanna be right
I wanna good lie
I want a new truth
I want your fight
Tell me i'm wrong instead
Tell me i’m wrong instead
Give me what i need
just take my heart
break my love
and before you start
Tell me i'm wrong instead
Tell me im wrong instead
Did it feel any good?
Did it hit you like it should?
Was i on your mind
Was i on your mind

Day 68: March 9, 2009

Question 78:
What do you most enjoy or miss about being single?

Responses:

• “Enjoy” may not be the correct word, but I am grateful for the ability to be alone (and to love solitude) and the knowledge that I can support myself. (I also like dancing around the living room whenever I please.)
• Not having to consider someone else almost all the time.
• What I enjoy most about being single is being a parent to only one child.
• Freedom to do anything (anyone) I want

Song:
The Boy With the Arab Strap, by Belle & Sebastian

Lyrics:
A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time
The odour of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by
When youve been inside
Day upon day of this wandering gets you down
Nobody gives you a chance or a dollar in this old town
Hovering silence from you is a giveaway
Squalor and smoke's not your style
"I don't like this place"
We better go
Then I compare notes with your older sister
I am a lazy gett, she is as pure as the cold driven snow
What did you learn from your tim ein the solitary
Cell of your mind?
There was noises, distractions from anything good
And the old prison food
Colour my life with the chaos of trouble
Cause anything's better than posh isolation
I missed the bus
You were laid on your back
With the boy from the arab strap
With the boy from the arab strap
Its something to speak of the way you are feeling
To crowds there assembled
Do you ever feel you have gone too far?
Everyone suffers in silence and a burden
The man who drives minicabs down in Old Compton
The Asian man
With his love hate affair
With his racist clientele
A central location for you is a must as you stagger about making free
With your lewd and lascivious boasts
We know you are soft cause we've all seen you dancing
We know you are hard cause we all saw you drinking from noon
Until noon again
You're the boy with the filthy laugh
Youre the boy with the arab strap
Strapped to the table with suits from the shelter shop
Comic celebrity takes a back seat as the cigarette catches
And sets off the smoke alarm
What do you make of the cool set in London?
You're constantly updating your hit parade of you ten biggest wanks
She's a waitress and she's got style
Sunday bathtime could take a while

Day 67: March 8, 2009

Question 170:
You're vacationing in a remote, all-inclusive resort. Who do you want to be booked unexpectedly in the room next door: an ex or your boss? Why?

Responses:

• Benefits: Ex--sex; Boss--face time; cons: ex--stirred-up emotions; boss--face time is obligatory

Song:
Come Running, by Van Morrison

Lyrics:
By the side of the tracks where the train goes by
The wind and the rain will catch you, you will sigh
Deep in your heart
Then you'll come a-running to me
You'll come a-running to me

Well you watch the train go 'round the bend
Play in dust and dream that it will never end
Deep in your heart
You'll come a-running to me
You'll come a-running to me

Said, hey, come a-running to me
Oh, come a-running to me
Hey, yeah, come a-running to me
Said, hey, come a-running to me
Oh, come a-running to me
Hey, yeah, come a-running to me

With your hound dog by your side
And your arms stretched out open wide
I wanna keep you satisfied in the morning sun
By my side, come on, come on run
And you kick the sand up with your heels
You think to yourself how good it feels
Put away all your walking shoes
Then you come running to me
Now you come running to me

I said, hey, come a-running to me
Oh, come a-running to me
Hey, yeah, come a-running to me

Day 66: March 7, 2009

Question 118:
Would you choose to be the worst player on a winning team or the best player on a losing team?

Responses:

• Worst player on the winning team – definitely – so I could learn from the best without being blinded by an over-inflated sense of self
• Best player--options always open.

Song:
The Yeah Yeah Yeah Song, by The Flaming Lips

Lyrics:
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah [x10]

If you could blow up the world
With the flick of a switch
Would you do it?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
If you could make everybody poor
Just so you could be rich
Would you do it?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)

If you could watch everybody work
While you just lay on your back
Would you do it?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
If you could take all the love
Without giving any back
Would you do it?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)

And so we cannot know ourselves
Or what we'd really do

With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?

With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?

(No no no no, no no no no)

If you could make your own money
And then give it to everybody
Would you do it?
(No no no no, no no no no)
If you knew all the answers
And could give to the masses
Would you do it?
(No no no no, no no no no)

Are you crazy?
It's a very dangerous thing to do
Exactly what you want
Because you cannot know yourself,
Or what you'd really do

With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you
Do do do do, do do do do [x6]
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) [x26]

With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?

With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?

With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?

Day 65: March 6, 2009

Question 64:
What's the last thing you cried about?

Responses:

• I just cried this past Sunday. My cousin just got sentenced to jail for 18 months. The situation he is involved in is quite complicated. My cousin is a male, 29 year old who was convicted of having sex relations with a 14 year old girl. Sounds really crazy I know. This is the story: My cousin was coaching a Junior Varsity volleyball team. Apparently he had sexual relations with this individual. She told her parents, and they took him into custody as she was underage. There is a lot of speculation on the whole situation. In any case, since I dont' know too much about what did/didn't happen, really upset me and saddened me as my cousin and I are really close and I just couldn't believe it. I just keep thinking that this whole thing is a dream and some point I'm going to wake up.
• Spilt milk.
• Obama's victory.

Song:
Here to There, by Sonya Kitchell

Lyrics:
You wake in the morn
One day dies
Another’s born
Oh, Oh

Where your sun rises
My sun sets
I promise you
I won’t forget
Oh, Oh

For I believe there’s so many years to go

Look to the left
Look to the right
Do you get scared in the middle of the night?
Oh, Oh

Take one step back and forth again
Tell me are you really my friend?
Oh, Oh

For I believe there’s so many years to go

And I don’t know how we get ourselves from here to there
Oh, from here to there

Tossed and turned all night long
Is this right, is this wrong?
Oh, Oh

Ask myself do I care
Cause Life is short and rarely fare
Oh, Oh

And I believe there’s so many years to go

I don’t know how we get ourselves from here to there
Oh, from here to there

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

Here to there
How do we get from here to there (X 8)

Day 64: March 5, 2009

Question 80:
What's the most beautiful place you've ever seen?

Responses:

• I think the most beautiful place I've ever seen is the looking out onto Waikiki Beach from Diamond Head on Oahu. I'm from Hawaii and when I see the whole Waikiki area and everything below it conjures up so many memories as well as different thoughts. I mean I see the million dollar houses and wonder what people are doing and I look out to the ocean and feel and think peace and tranquility. Then I see Waikiki and I think of the crowds and tourist and how much that industry affects the livelihood of so many people in Hawaii. It just makes me think of how much industry plays in Hawaii's existence. But it's beautiful because you can see the ocean, the greenery and it makes me smile and think of how great of a place Hawaii is and how I'm so lucky that I grew up there.
• Wow...again...subjective....place as in geographical location: Schiermonnikoog, Netherlands. My most personal, most beautiful place I’ve ever seen is [don’t laugh] my partner. His face when I am under him.
• The Atlantic Ocean on the cruise--so peaceful, calm, isolated

Song:
Riversong, by Caliko

Lyrics:
I’m sitting here waiting
We’ve got a long way to go
And I don’t mind if you don’t mind
Just let me know
Follow me upstream where the river starts to show
And then wind me down the long way round and take it slow
Let it flow, let it flow
We’re slipping downstream
Whatever way the cold wind blows
Pulled in one direction by the undertow
Flying so high
With the ocean down below
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Let me know
Let it flow, let it flow
From the mountains to the sea
It’s all there in between
Follow rivers follow streams
Where you’ve never ever been
It’s all so easy
We just sit here waiting patiently to leave

Day 63: March 4, 2009

Question 14:
Which is more important, intelligence or common sense? Why?

Responses:

• I think it's more important to have common sense. I feel like intelligence is something that you can build by exploring, learning, etc.. However, you either have common sense or you don't and honestly I think that common sense takes you so much farther as you can sometimes bullshit your way out of having intelligence.
• Common sense. I wonder how it's done, but I get the impression you can get through life without ever having had an intelligent conversation or thought. Common sense, though, will keep you alive. It's a mix of instinct and critical thinking.
• Common sense, no question. I think of intelligence as the ability to learn and analyze information and common sense as the ability to see the simple, indisputable facts presented to you and act accordingly. It’s usually pretty difficult for most of us to follow, or even find, our common sense—“Just use your noggin,” as some would say—and, in fact, our intelligence often gets in the way. But you do need both, of course: Intelligence is like a map of possibilities that we construct for ourselves and common sense the internal compass that points the way.
• Intelligence. It breeds common sense. It doesn’t work the other way around.

Song:
Yours to Keep, by Teddybears

Lyrics:
Won't you call my private number?
We can go away for the summer!

We can drive around with the top down
Stereo turned up loud with a fat sound
Cause I'm yours to keep if you want to

But I hear that you wanna ditch me
But you know I'm not such a bad seed.

We can drive around with the top down
Stereo turned up loud with a fat sound
Cause I'm yours to keep if you want to
Cause I'm yours to keep if you want to

We can have some fun with an ear drum
We can bang away on the tom tom

We can drive around with the top down
Stereo turned up loud with a fat sound
Cause I'm yours to keep if you want to

Won't you come on down to the freak show?
We can sit and watch as my hair grows.

We can drive around with the top down
Stereo turned up loud with a fat sound
Cause I'm yours to keep if you want to
Cause I'm yours to keep if you want to
Cause I'm yours to keep if you want to

Day 62: March 3, 2009

Question 138:
You'll be given an all-expenses-paid trip for two with luxury accommodations for a week to the destination of your choice every four years. The catch: you can't take any vacations between the lavish junkets. Do you accept? If yes, where would you choose to go?

Responses:

• Would not accept.

Song:
Ain't No Sunshine, by Bill Withers

Lyrics:
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone.
It's not warm when she's away.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long anytime she goes away.

Wonder this time where she's gone,
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.

And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

Hey, I ought to leave the young thing alone,
But ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone, only darkness everyday.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.

Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.

Day 61: March 2, 2009

Question 174:
What's worse: the limp handshake, the sweaty handshake, or the iron-grip handshake?

Responses:

• Limp: awkward, unexpected; sweaty: just gross; iron-grip: unnecessary, intimidating, hurts

Song:
Walt Whitman's Niece, by Billy Bragg & Wilco

Lyrics:
Last night or the night before that,
I won't say which night
A seaman friend of mine,
I'll not say which seaman,
Walked up to a big old building,
I won't say which building,
And would have not walked up the stairs,
Not to say which stairs,
If there had not been two girls,
Leaving out the names of those two girls.

I recall a door, a big long room,
I'll not tell which room,
I remember a deep blue rug,
But I can't say which rug,
A girl took down a book of poems,
Not to say which book of poems,
And as she read, I lay my head,
And I can't tell which head,
Down in her lap, and I can mention which lap

My seaman buddy and girl moved off
After a couple of pages and there I was,
All night long, laying and listening
And forgetting the poems.
And as well as I could recall
Or my seaman buddy could recollect,
My girl had told us that she was a niece,
Of walt whitman, but now which niece,
And it takes a night and a girl
And a book of this kind
A long long time to find it's way back

Ugh

March 2 update...fell behind with the writing about 2 weeks ago...was always at least 1-2 days behind. Went out of town this past weekend to DC for work, and didn't write at all while I was gone. Ugh. So when we got home yesterday (Carl came with me), I got caught up. The plays for those days are really short, but at least they're written.

Back to the schedule (I hope) today.

Day 60: March 1, 2009

Question 6:
If you could have any view from your back porch, what would it be?

Responses:

• My best friend’s backyard
• The view I have now....the flowers, trees and my waterfall.
• Rolling hills of Ireland

Song:
Naked Eye, by Luscious Jackson

Lyrics:
Wearing nothing is divine
Naked is a state of mind
I take things off to clear my head
To say the things I haven't said
I live inside the elements
The earth and sky are my best friends
Water is the evidence
That washes me from end to end

With my naked eye
I saw all the falling rain
Coming down on me
With my naked eye
I saw all if I said it all, I could see

It's not a choice I tried to make
It's not a thought I couldn't take
Something told me it was time
To give you yours and leave me mine
My vision started to be clear
I watched the sunlight coming near
I knew the day I knew the night
I knew I could regain my sight
And it feels alright x2

Chorus x2

Last night I came into your home
To break some ice and throw some stones
I asked if we could be alone
I had some troubles of my own
Knew I had to say goodbye
To all the old things held inside
If I let the moment fly
I knew they'd all be magnified

And it feels alright x2

Came around after dark
You are nothing but a lark
Know I snuck in like a narc
I knew I had to leave my mark
Wanted to be satisfied
I tried to be dignified
Wearing nothing is divine
Naked is a state of mind

And it feels alright x2

Chorus x2

It feels alright x9

Day 59: February 28, 2009

Question 37:
What would you try if you had no fear?

Responses:

• Well now do I have no fear and also no metal plate in my shoulder? Because then I would try skydiving. Do I have no fear and also access to a back-up band and The Oak Room? Because then I would try singing in front of an audience. Do I have no fear and my father is still alive? Because then I would tell him what I think. Do I have no fear and also some deep pockets? Because then I would start an art gallery. But if it is just that I have no fear, but everything else in my life is the same, then I would have an exhibition of my paintings.
• If I had absolutely new fear, I would try sky diving. I've always wanted to do that, but currently, I'm so scared. I don't even like roller coasters. I think that sky diving would make me feel free, like a bird or even superman flying fast and able to see the world below you. It's a very exciting concept... to exciting for me currently.
  My response is not for public consumption.

Song:
Cellophane, by Amanda Ghost

Lyrics:
Nobody moves me
I've been through this life
With no place that I can call my own
Thinking above me
I never seem to find anybody that can feel like home
And I try and I try and I try

Chorus
Funny how it feels
When there's nothing to say
Trapped with my ideals
I can't contain
I'm wrapped in cellophane
I'm wrapped in cellophane
I'm wrapped in cellophane
And it knows my know name

Nobody told me
Obsessive needs were always following me around
And you can't ignore me
Look at my face and then tell me my place in town
And he's in and she's in and he's in and she's in

Repeat chorus

And I try and I try
And he's in and she's in and he's in and she's in

Repeat chorus

Day 58: February 27, 2009

Question 49:
If you could be brilliant in one subject, which would you choose?

Responses:

• I'd be brilliant in Eastern philosophy, or, more specifically, the application of it to my life and to those around me. I believe that all the answers re: how to live a spiritual, loving life can be found in the East, in Buddhism, Taoism, Shintoism, etc. I would be a master of these philosophies, apply them to my own life, and teach, by example, all those who'd be willing to listen.
• Digital marketing. Because then I would make millions of dollars like one of my friends did when he sold his company! Can I cheat and add another? History. Actually I was really good at history. Because knowledge of the past is power and because “Those who don’t learn from history are doomed to repeat it”
• History, because it's my least favorite

Song:
The Box, by Johnny Flynn

Lyrics:
Living in a box by the rails
Only thing you use, you don't fail
When you live in a box by the rails
Don't comb your hair, don't comb your tail

Sweep my mess away
Leave my body, leave my bones
Leave me holding, leave my soul
Leave me nothing I don't need at all
Nothing I don't need at all

Yay from the bins, in the parks
Made off with the raps after dark
Never left a trail, never made his mark
When he gave me the raps after dark
Calling all his friends, never made him sad
With all the things he never had
It only made them feel so bad
For having the things he never had

Sweep my mess away
Leave my body, leave my bones
Leave me holding, leave my soul
Leave me nothing I don't need at all
Nothing I don't need at all

If you stay in that box overnight
Don't get out til it gets light
There's not much lost of the secret life
It's never gone wrong and it's never gone right
Now some more flowers grow
The palm gets eaten by a few more throws
An old man's box is full of bones
See his footprints see his stones

Sweep my mess away
Leave my body, leave my bones
Leave me holding, leave my soul
Leave me nothing I don't need at all
Nothing I don't need at all

Sweep my mess away
Leave my body, leave my bones
Leave me holding, leave my soul
Leave me nothing I don't need at all
Nothing I don't need at all

Day 57: February 26, 2009

Question 148:
How many dates can pass before it's awkward not to have had sex? Explain.

Responses:

• Depends on the couple. Gay men? Half a date.

Song:
Send Me On My Way, by Rusted Root

Lyrics:
On my Way (12x)

I would like to reach out my hands
I may see you, I may tell you to run
Nobody safe, nobody on.

Well, pick me up with golden hand
I may see you, I may tell you to run
Nobody safe, nobody on.

I would like to hold my little hand
How we will run we will, how we will crawl we will

I would like to hold my little hand
How we will run we will, how we will crawl

Send me on my way
On my way (8x)
Mm hmm

I would like to reach out my hand
I may see you, I may tell you to run
Nobody safe, nobody on.

Well, pick me up with golden hand
I may see you, I may tell you to run
Nobody safe, nobody on.

I would like to hold my little hand
How we will run away, we will crawl away

I would like to hold my little hand
How we will run away, how we will crawl

Send me on my way
On my way
(8x)
Mm hmm

I would like to hold my little hand
How we will run away
How we will crawl

I would like to hold my little hand
How we will run away
How we will crawl

Send me on my way (5x)

I would like to reach out my hand
I may see you, I may tell you to run
Nobody safe, nobody on.