9 posts tagged “qotd”
Audio: What's your favorite carol or holiday song?
Both are good. Couldn't find the video of the Waitresses.
What's your favorite music for a Sunday morning?
Submitted by Nick.
What's your favorite kind of Girl Scout cookie?
Submitted by My Lovely One.
Samoa's..... but they give me explosive diarrhea. That's only because I eat 27 boxes at a time. I have never met at least 5 boxes of GS cookies I couldn't eat. Thin Mints crushed in ice cream, tag-a-longs with ice cold milk, shortbread with the girl head on them. I'm sorry about the first line. I am only trying to help. Every post I am seeing says "Thanks allot, now I want some and can't get any". This should help with the cravings. I try to help when I can. Just like the Girl Scouts. Dang, I would love a Brownie!
What would the title of your autobiography be?
Submitted by princesskasren.
You've heard of Mary Poppins. Well, I'm Larry Poppins. I am great at domestic stuff including cooking, decorating, and keeping the home clean and attractive. I love kids and animals and am often times accused of being too happy all the time. I can hear upbeat music in my head as I go about my day to day life. I am frequently delusional in regards to how I believe other people are. I am good at getting to know people because most people are not afraid to tell me anything. I get very close to people very quickly but "move on" very easily without many regrets. I love doing things for other people and get more satisfaction doing something for you than doing something for me. I am bratty in a playful way but not in a terribly selfish way. If I have two of something, I will give you at least one, but maybe both. I was raised to "believe" that everything will be ok so when it isn't I am confused and easily let down. But I recover and get over myself because I hate self destruction and don't believe in self loathing. I am self depricating if it will make others amused. But poking fun at myself is not injuring myself. I am jst in on the joke. I make fun of myself so that you don't have to. I love to be in charge and will always be a manager and never an assistant anything. I love to fly around London with my umbrella....Wait, that's the other one. I love to wander around talking to strangers and could make a friend in one day that I would remember for life. Even I I never met or saw them again.
What is your favorite scent?
Submitted by Erinen.
I love lemons and oranges, and grapefruits. I also love when the fresh peaches are at the farmers market on a warm summer day because the smell is outstanding and it evokes so many memories. Watermelon on the back porch while the last charcoal burns out after a gathering. Burning marshmallows later that night after the fire has been restoked. I also love anything the neighbors are cooking outside. It just smells good coming over the fence. It doesn't matter who they are or where you live or what they are cooking.
In honor of Vox's launch tomorrow, what's your favorite feature or aspect of Vox?
I like evreything about it. One thing that I always look for is people who believe in what they are doing. When I look at the page designs and see they are designed by people I see post on here it lets me know they are reall involved and love what they are doing. Did you ever see Lilia Ahner's blog. She blogs on here and is one of the people who is running this thing. Now, if the people running it are using it then there is something to be said for that. They obviously do this so when they design, perfect, construct, they do it from a Blogger's perspective. Plus Lilia's picture reminds me of Betty Paige and she is from Nashville,lol. If you work at Ford and drive a Nissan it speaks volumes. My neighbors are great. I have laughed, thought, and been provoked. Is that not what this is all about. There is a "niceness" and politeness present. A respect for one another's opinions and lives, and manner's of thinking. There is naughty and nice, funny, sad, and a willingness on each of our parts to entertain one another while discovering ourselves. If you pop by and read my blog please comment. We all want that feedback don't we? It's just something to do. I have friends over every day and don't even have to get dressed or clean the house. Vox on!
Tell us about your first kiss. Who was it with? How old were you?
First one was a girl and I was 10. We would give the girls cigarettes and they would let us do nasty things with them,lol! Do they still do that? It was Kelly O'Conner and there was no romance involved. It was all us hooligans out in the woods after school. I was younger and hung out with my older brothers and their friends. I think she was 13 and they all thought it would be funny for me to make out with her. Of course I am gay as a goose and didn't really know it at the time but I knew this was not what I was expecting. So I tried for a few years to "make it work" but it did not. Then I met a boy. Well, a man. I had just turned 18 and he was 39. I was in the hospital and he worked there. When I awoke after surgery he was in my room. He visited me daily and made friends with me. I went to visit him after I got out of the hospital. I still didn't know I was gay because I didn't even still know what that meant. That was 1978. Can you imagine that I didn't even have an identity and I was 18years old. So, I went to visit Ray and he started asking me questions and before I knew it I got a kiss. I nearly had a heart attack also. For the first time in my life I kissed someone and it felt like it should. I wasn't sure why but I proceeded to bust out of the closet and strike out on my own. I never looked back. I have seldom been without a steady partner. The first time I kissed Kevin was March 17th, 1992. We have been together since that day. I have never kissed anyone since. Never needed to. Never wanted to. I have long wanted to share one more kiss with another man. I want the kiss to be unlike any kiss Kevin and I have ever shared. This man will be a leader, a great world figure. A man's man. I want that one kiss to be the greatest kiss he ever got. I want to have George W. Bush kiss my ass for being the biggest jerk, the most hateful asshole, the world has ever known. Kiss me George. My ass is ready.
Which cartoon character best represents you?
Submitted by Know It All.
"I'm a Chickenhawk,Dammit"! Alright, so when I was a little bitty fella my mom called me "Henerery Chickenhawk" (that's how he says it). I must've been about 5 or 6 and I was quite a sight riding down the street with my junior Speedo, a plastic machine gun, a white ski-mask, and my teddy bear "Big Mary" tied to my back with my plaid bathrobe tie. My teddy bear was about 3 times larger than me so my mother would say I looked like Henry Chickenhawk dragging Foghorn Leghorn off to eat him. I also had a huge head in proportion to my body so the name was quite apprapo. Can you imagine my name for the teddy bear ( a Hooker plushie). She was bright red with a white belly and the nose was pulled out because I dragged her around by it. She always rode on my back face behind so she could watch for whoever was sneeking up on me. When you are the youngest brother there is always someone sneaking up on you. Chickenhawk has a few other meanings in this day and age. The first one describes a perverted old gay man with a taste for very much younger men. The second describes a trigger happy, war loving guy who will gladly send others to fight but are too scared to go themselves. Let's just call him "W". The top picture is of a magnet off our refrigerator. I also have a Christmas ornament with Henry and Foghorn Leghorn. I really have fond memories of Henry. I would wear my ski mask year round and had a red, yellow, and blue striped Speedo with a gold buckle on it. My bike had a banana seat and a big tall Orange Crush flag that would bop up and down as I pedalled Mary around the hood. I lived on a military base at the time and I am guessing I must've been quite a site. I probably weighed about 27 pounds wet(which I always was, hence the Speedo) I am forever greatful that I grew out of the Speedo thing because nothing is more disturbing than the old Banana Hammock on a man. The only funnier image I can muster is that if I could replicate this picture now. God help us all. On a military Base would be perfect.
Millie and Lolo are little tiny cats even though they are full grown. I found them on the streets of Hollywood and we have had them ever since. They were so malnurished that they never grew any larger than when we found them. Tater came home in a baseball hat the day of the OJ Simpson chase. Gulliver came home from the pound and has been with me longer than even Kevin. They love him so much. His little Tater was a gift to me after another little kitten we got died afew days after we got him. They all miss Dexter. he was the king of the house. I knew Kevin was welcomed into the house when Dexter walked up, rubbed his nose on him, and never left his lap for the next 10 years. Gulliver will always be my big boy. He follows me like a shadow andeven though he is very old and frail he insists on walking room to room following me every minute. When I go out of town on business kevin tells me he sits and looks at the door the whole time I am gone. He's at my feet right now and is my very best friend. He loves me. Kevin had a huge Iguana named Gladys. She was a rescue. He fed her with a bottle and held her like a baby when he did. She was huge and did not like me at all. She would chase me through the house. She slapped her tail on the floor and tried to eat me. The birds liked being with the Iguana in our Vivarium. It was sunny and warm and had a little fountain in it. I miss California but we brought the best part of it with us. Millie, Lolo, Tater, and of course Gully. that I had for 10 years. A Tokay Gecko named Gustav who lived in our garden. A turtle named Shelly, a tarantula named Rosie, and two male Cockatiels named Adam and Steve. Also the four babies we still have and have had for at least 13 to 15 years each. We are a little pack. A family.
