The Infamous Questions

Okay, so last night I got this blog started with a rambling explanation of how I came up with the name for it. Somewhere in all of that, I probably should have mentioned that I live with the most amazing husband a guy like me could have. His name is Scott, and he is without a doubt the perfect mate for me. Pity him. Cuz he's stuck with me. We've also got a very sweet miniature dachshund named Tolliver who is the light of our life. He's a right little shit some of the time, but he's ours, and he makes us a family.

So today, I'll give you a little glimpse into my psyche (you should be running in terror at this point) by replying to the "Pivot Questionnaire" (otherwise known as "the questions they ask on Inside the Actor's Studio" )

So here goes:


What is your favorite word? "Preposterous" I just love the way it sounds. It sounds . . . well . . . it sounds preposterous!
What is your least favorite word? "Impossible" I hate that real life isn't like it is in Disney movies and comic books. I was meant to wear a cape and fly, dammit! And people really ought to burst into song more often. I do. And people look at me funny.
What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally? Creatively: seeing a really good piece of theatre. Spiritually and emotionally: the twinkle in Scott's eyes when he smiles at me, and having Tolliver lick my face while I hold him . . . And porn. Porn turns me on, too. Thank god for the internet, cuz it's LOADED with porn.
What turns you off? Closed minds . . . . And fat people in tight or scanty clothing. I mean, I'm no petite pixie or anything, but I don't run around in spandex. I mean really! Give it a rest, Tankerbell, and put on a mu mu!
What is your favorite curse word? "Fuck" Hands down. It's my favorite. Fuck, fuck, fuckity, fuck, fuck!
What sound or noise do you love? Scott snoring peacefully beside me in bed. Except when I can't sleep. Then it pisses me off. Close second is the sound of ice hitting a cocktail glass soon to be filled with bourbon . . . But good bourbon. None of that cheap shit.
What sound or noise do you hate? The alarm clock going off in the morning. I swear that thing is a torture device worthy of the Marquis de Sade.
What profession other than your own would you like to attempt? I'd love to try the "millionaire playboy" thing. Or "wealthy philanthropist". Anything where I've got obscene amounts of cash would be awesome. Can someone look into hooking me up with that? Like immediately, would be great.
What profession would you not like to do? Teaching. All those snot nosed little brats, and not being able to smack them around? NO THANK YOU!
If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates? "Oh, good! You're here. I need a break. You take the keys and drive for a while." *Evil Grin* (If that thought doesn't inspire terror, I don't know what will!)

(Interesting. The spell check function doesn't flag "fuck" as a misspelling, but it doesn't like "fuckity". That amuses me.)

Okay, so those are my answers to the famous questions. Don't be shy. Let me know what yours are. The comments feature is active, take your turn! I promise not to openly mock your answers unless it would be entertaining for me to do so.