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Post by nodepression on Jan 26, 2010 20:01:14 GMT -5
I am a fan of whiskey so I guess I shouldn't say I dislike liquor, maybe just vodka. Whiskey so far has been pretty good to me.
Worst album I've ever purchased would be a De La Soul live album. A good idea in principle, but the recording is absolutely terrible, not worth the money. I also have quite a few Keller Williams cds I wish I hadn't have bought. Not a knock on anyone who likes him by the way, just not my thing anymore.
What questions surprised you most? What did you think you'd get asked but didn't?
Given any thought to your successor, seeing as February begins Monday? Any advice for future BMOTMs?
1. Surprising questions, hmmm I'll get back to this one. 2. I was hoping to get asked musician crushes so I could spam the thread with pictures of Zooey Deschanel, Chan Marshall, Karen O, and Feist. I did in fact get a question about guy on guy action. That's inforoo I guess.
3. Yes, but he always asks a bunch of questions so I don't know how this thread would fare with him as BMOTM. Ah hell I'll ask anyway, Bonnarootwitter do you want to be BMOTM? 4. Advice: Don't trust a woman, they're only after your batteries.
K-Dizzle? I honestly have no freaking clue. I haven't given that much thought beyond knowing I didn't do it.
I do recall someone - I believe Sammy O - referring to me as K-Dizzle in a thread somewhere (probably a Mafia game) and it was appended to my profile shortly thereafter. Now that I think about it, wooz is probably the one to blame... ask him
K to the D favorite album, book, movie, and tv series of all time.
I'm reserving the right to make some (most?) of these into Top5 lists.
Favorite book is the only one that stands out with a single answer that stands head and shoulders above the rest. That would be Robert Pirsig's Zen & the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.
TV series The Simpsons Late Night with Conan O'Brien The Daily Show Arrested Development The Office (despite jumping the shark a couple seasons ago, still gets enough cumulative love to make the list)
Honorable mention goes to Pee Wee's Playhouse.
Movies Citizen Kane Big Lebowski Fight Club Clerks (simply because I've probably watched that more than anything) SLC Punk Office Space Honorable mentions to the Star Wars films, Tarantino (nearly included Reservoir Dogs) and Thank You for Smoking.
Albums (using what I'd take to deserted island as my criteria) Beach Boys Pet Sounds the Clash London Calling Sublime 40 Oz. to Freedom weezer's blue album Radiohead The Bends Honorable mentions to The Soft Bulletin & Dark Side of the Moon
I'm tempted to go back and revise some of these lists already; but sticking with these off-the-top-of-my-head answers or I'll be editing this all day.
I see you are a part of Team Conan: what is your favorite skits or characters from Coco's show? Did you like him better with or without Andy?
Gotta go with the Masturbating Bear on this one. I was sad to see him go when Conan left Late Night, and if he's leaving NBC altogether we've seen the last of him. I was glad to see Andy return. I dug Andy Richter Controls the Universe back in the day and didn't think that show got the chance it deserved. The more recent show starring Andy as a PI was total crap, though...
That nickname was bestowed upon me back in the summer of 2k, between my freshman and first sophomore year. My boys Phil & Stoney P decided I needed a nickname (nicknames were profligate living in a dorm with 700 people) and started working the K angle... I know they had a handful of failed ones (K2, for example) before giving kdogg a try. I was a bit resistant at first. I believe my first response to them calling me kdogg was "...but I'm white?" followed by a month or two of initial resistance and refusal to respond to the name. I didn't warm up to it until sometime that fall. It kinda helped that, in the interim, Stoney P dubbed our third roommate Crap Dogg... making me realize I could have it worse. Crap Dogg (who also resisted the name, for some strange reason...) had bought Perfect Dark for N64. Having the text pop up saying "You were killed by Kevin" just didn't seem bad-ass enough - plus, Crap Dogg had already claimed 00420 - so I finally caved and started using it. Everyone else in our crew was by that point, anyhow. So yeah... that's basically it. No clever handle or anything, just what a lot of my people call me here in real life.
General note of interest: I will be flying out west on the 28th, so I will have to pass the baton a day or two earlier than would be expected.
My brother is moving back from San Diego. Flying out on the 28th with Dad, and all three of us (plus my brother's dog) will be driving back. All I know so far is flying in on the 28th, San Diego Zoo on the 1st, Viva Las Vegas on the 2nd... between there and the 4th-5th is a bit hazy at this point.
I kinda want to track down the Flaming Lips compound in OKC.
If you found the compound, and they were all there, what Flaming Lips song would you ask them to play?
Since my brother would be present, definitely the Spider Bite Song. Nearly lost the kid to a car accident back in 06, so it hits pretty close to home. Plus, it'd be kinda greedy to ask for Zaireeka in its entirety...
My gut says needles, but my brain says that something justifiable probably isn't a phobia. Way I see it, something sharp metal and pointy inside me just isn't natural and is therefore a perfectly justifiable. I think that goes back to circa six years old. I don't remember for what exactly - probably something routine, as I've never had medication, treatment or hospitalization for anything really - but I was at the doctor's office and they needed a blood sample. Someone who wasn't the doctor did it - some young woman who, in hindsight, was probably low on the nursing hierarchy or something similar. It took her five or six stabs at my fingertip (without exaggeration, though I probably would've called it 100 at the time) before I could get any blood came out for a sample. I can't remember any specific needle experiences before then, but I've been a major wimp about every one since.
I'll even throw in an example. In high school, junior & senior year, I was one of the semesterly blood drive coordinators. I usually dodged it. Faked being under the weather for the first for which I was eligible junior year; first one senior year I went so far as to entice people about to go to gym class into having an excuse to skip. The jig was up for that final one senior year and I took a late afternoon slot that had opened up. Even as an adult, I had to have one of my volunteers/classmates pretty much literally hold my hand through the whole thing. I figured it was better to look like a wuss than a hypocrite.
So, I'm not up on my psych enough to know whether that's textbook-definition phobia or not... but I can definitely tell you I don't smurfing want a smurfing needle anywhere smurfing near me.
