Straight from ms. Iris....
1)Does your yarn speak to you? What does it say?
It says pet me, take me out and gaze upon me... and fer god's sake don't even think of knitting THAT... in fact, dont' knit me at all, just pile me on the bed and roll around on me... erm. heh.
2)Um, what do you do exactly?
well. several things. day job is international banking. side jobs are: licensed massage therapist, which includes swedish massage, energy work(polarity and healing touch therapies), and body work. am also a medical intuitive, sort of human mri, etc.
3)The year is 1983- describe your taste in clothes and music.
oh, jeez. migod. that was quite a year. I bought my row house in Philadelphia that year. i had NO furniture but by god, i had me a house. hmm. i think i was into womyn's music and maybe it was the tail end of the Bee Gees? um, and Marvin Gaye, Teddy Prendergast, all that philly soul sound, too. i was a dancin' fool. also all the Cure, Simple Minds, Clash, Police, Blondie, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Kate Bush, the Stones, Paul Simon's Graceland & was Cyndi Lauper out then? you know, i can't quite put a year to all the music but it was all music all the time, fer shure. clothes, um...wasn't that the baggy pants-tight tops era? work was Tahari suits and play was jeans and home-made art-to-wear by me and my artist friends. Oh. And that was the year (i think) that i found Kaffe Fassett and began knitting those wildly colorful intarsia-and-it-takes-forever sweaters.
4)Is there someone in your past that you really want to reconnect with? Why?
yup. Tom Wells. He was one of those near misses, coulda beens, and a really great person. i find that i think of him very often and wonder how his life turned out. his name is waay too common to get any meaningful results with google. yo, you out there, Tom? his family lived in a big house on the Chestnut Hill side of Stenton Avenue. His mom was/is a Morris, one of the founding Quaker families that came over with Billy Penn back in the day...oh, and Melissa Slaybaugh from around the early eighties in Philadelphia, too.
5)Is there a song that you've sung for years before realizing you had the lyrics all wrong? yup. A couple of Supertramp songs...i just love them...
*Bonus question, stolen from Mindy: What's the lamest pick-up line that you've actually responded to?
"Is that your wallet there on the floor?", after I just watched the dork deliberately knock it off the bar onto the floor. He then proceeded to run his hand up my leg and up under my mini-skirt as I bent down to pick it up. Ok, this was St. Paddy's Day night at an Irish pub in Philadelphia, right? So I picked up my wallet, turned around and ignored him for a minute or two. The bartender had caught the whole scene, mind you, and he arched his eyebrows at me sort of asking silently if I wanted him to throw the guy out. I shook my head slightly and motioned for him to wait. Then when the perp turned away, I knocked his wallet off the bar, tapped him on the shoulder and pointed to it on the floor. Sure enough, he bent over to pick it up and I goosed him big time. Our entire end of the bar burst out laughing, the bartender rang the bell over the bar (this was big back then), and stood me and my friends a round of drinks. The asswipe in question slunk out of the bar shortly thereafter...
Thanks, chica! this was fun... anyone want me to pass along the favor?
oops. forgot to include The Rules:
1. Leave me a comment saying “interview me.”
2. I will respond by asking you five questions here. They will be different questions than the ones below.
3. You will update YOUR blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions
too bad yo7u can't give massages through the internet. You would make a bundle off us. And I love the bar story!
Posted by: mia | April 01, 2005 at 12:45 PM
Greast questions and fun answers. I don't think I could begin to answer questions about the '80's. The bar story is the best.
Posted by: Margene | April 01, 2005 at 02:45 PM
Fun. But don't interview me. Too scared of the questions :-)
Posted by: Neena | April 01, 2005 at 04:10 PM
Love it! Was this at THE Irish Pub?
Oh, what the hell...interview me, but not till I get back to Maine on Tuesday. :)
Posted by: Liz | April 02, 2005 at 03:22 PM
Love the pickup line story.
Posted by: mrspilkington | April 02, 2005 at 09:26 PM
I just snorted beer through my nose while reading your bar story. I wish I could have seen that...
Posted by: Michelle | April 04, 2005 at 12:29 AM
Interview me. It could be fun. :)
Posted by: Gina | April 04, 2005 at 01:08 PM