never seen awful statues?? I think u are forgetting all of Michelangelo’s attempts at sculpting women, the big queer
Damn, how could I forget?
Dented oranges are my favorite type of breast
Michel-I’ve never seen a naked woman-angelo
I like how he put her hair on one side, like, “I have no idea how this thing attaches so let me just … put a plait there …”
pathless-wood tagged me in a meme, so …
1. What’s the story behind your username?
It’s a meagre pun on the meanings of my IRL first and last names.
2. If you have a dream job, what is it?
I don’t. Having a dream job is pretty much my current dream :P
3. What’s the best thing you learned in high school?
I’m not sure. Sticking to class material, my seventh-form unit on Death of a Salesman and the American Dream has been pretty influential on me even though I disliked it a lot at the time. Basic triangle trig has been pretty handy in my knitting life as well.
4. What country do you call home?
Aotearoa New Zealand
5. Sunset or sunrise?
I’m rarely awake for them but sunrise.
6. What’s the funniest joke you’ve heard?
I have a terrible memory for that kind of thing unfortunately. The only joke I can really tell is orange-you-glad-I-didn’t-say-banana?
7. What is the best animated feature film Disney ever made?
We weren’t allowed to watch Disney as children so I don’t have a great Disney background. Based on this list I imagine you would have to say Princess Mononoke, but if you exclude Pixar and Ghibli films I’ll go Lilo and Stitch or Mulan, but those are just ones I like. By no means an authoritative survey.
8. What do you like to do when you visit a new city?
Museums, especially if the city is big enough to have a city museum; and public transport.
9. Do you have pets?
Nope. I’m allergic to most things. I still would kind of like one but I’m renting and not really in a position to make that kind of long-term commitment to another living being.
10. Do you speak German?
I only speak English though I can say hi-how-are-you-I’m-fine-my-name-is type sentences in French and te reo Maori.
11. What’s the book you’ve probably read most often?
Really tough one. The 20th anniversary edition of So You Want To Be A Wizard or In the Hand of the Goddess by Tamora Pierce, probably. The Hobbit, Year of the Griffin, Swallows & Amazons, The Truth and Murder Must Advertise would all be up there, along with all the Harry Potter books.
My questions are:
1. If you could live anywhere right now, where would it be?
2. If you could study anything right now, what would you study?
3. When did you last update your Livejournal user info?
4. What’s the most embarrassing thing in your Livejournal user info?
5. What did you have for breakfast?
6. What’s your favourite herb?
7. What’s the first book you remember owning?
8. What’s your favourite restaurant?
9. What’s a good memory from your favourite restaurant?
10. How many phone numbers do you know off by heart?
11. What are you reading?
Sometimes I think about how many little things we probably do every day that would totally mess up the reasoning of a Sherlock-Holmes-style detective.
Like the other day we went to the cinema and I was wearing a shirt with no pockets so I put the ticket in my trouser pocket. The next day I was wearing the same trousers and I put my hand in my pocket and found the ticket there.
Now, I have a certain selection of things I always have in my trouser pockets and I don’t really like having anything else in there because it confuses my hands when I want to get something, so I took the ticket out. And I wasn’t near a rubbish bin, but I was wearing a shirt with a breast pocket. So I put the ticket in the shirt pocket.
And I thought: if I get interestingly murdered, the Sherlock-Holmes-style detective is going to deduce that I’m wearing the same shirt that I wore yesterday. Because it’s got a cinema ticket in the pocket with yesterday’s date on, and why on earth would anyone put a cinema ticket in the pocket of a shirt unless they were wearing the shirt when they went to the cinema?
Which is a bit of reasoning we would all find totally convincing if it came from a Sherlock-Holmes-style detective. But it would be wrong. Because actually there are so many other explanations for things once you take account of the fact that people are often slightly eccentric in completely trivial and unguessable ways.
“Samuel Vimes dreamed about Clues. He had a jaundiced view of Clues. He instinctively distrusted them. They got in the way. And he distrusted the kind of person who’d take one look at another man and say in a lordly voice to his companion, “Ah, my dear sir, I can tell you nothing except that he is a left-handed stonemason who has spent some years in the merchant navy and has recently fallen on hard times,” and then unroll a lot of supercilious commentary about calluses and stance and the state of a man’s boots, when exactly the same comments could apply to a man who was wearing his old clothes because he’d been doing a spot of home bricklaying for a new barbecue pit, and had been tattooed once when he was drunk and seventeen* and in fact got seasick on a wet pavement. What arrogance! What an insult to the rich and chaotic variety of the human experience!”
—Terry Pratchett, Feet of Clay