Well, if you don’t follow Princess, at the Palais de Steff, you don’t know what you’re missing. Fabulous fashion design, a view of life from Down Under, and a bevy of beautiful arses. Seriously, it’s a lovely place to stop into and see what’s happening. And, well, I’m flummoxed, because Princess has awarded me the coveted "Reality" award...and I don’t know why! This award is, as Princess said, a "mini meme" and since I haven't bothered to do one for a spell, I thought I'd give it a little go... 1. If you could change one thing in your life, what would it be?
Oh, I loathe these questions because I am quite off on this topic. See, I could change a million things, I guess, right some wrongs, maybe make some better choices, but, and it’s a big but, would I be who I am, and where I am, and with Carlos, if I changed a thing?
If that’s the case, then, No, I wouldn’t change anything. All that I’ve done and said, and not done and said, the good, the bad, the horrific, has kinda made me who I am today and I’m okay with that.
2. If you could repeat any age... Which would it be?
I feel like I’m sort of dodging the questions, but I wouldn’t want to live any age that I’ve already lived, over again. Been there, done that, have the scars to prove it.
But I am fascinated by the years I haven’t lived and am interested to see what they bring. I liked my 20s—boy, did I like my 20s-and loved my 30s and 40s, but, yeah, done it. No need to rehash. I prefer to look ahead to 50, 60, 70, 80, 90, and well beyond.
3. What really scares you?
Ignorance, a general lack of intelligence; a lack empathy; selfishness. I am always the one to point out, whenever someone is fighting with someone else, that old Rodney King mantra, Can’t we all just get along?
That’s what I fear, and what scares me, is that we can’t all get along.
4. If you could become someone else for the day... Who would you be?
Just for a day? Well, I could do this though I have so many options.
I’d like to be Rosa Parks, that day on the bus. That would be huge.
I’d like to be a friend of Harvey Milk’s. To be in that man’s space, open and honest and so so far ahead of his time; I’d like to be around that and drink it in.
I’d like to be Cher, just for the fun of it all.
I’d like to be myself on the day my mom died and make sure I said all the things I wanted to say before she left.
Well, then, there you have it. I don’t think I’ll nominate anyone for the award, but it would be interesting to see if any of you might like to play along and open the door to your inner self and show us all who you are, want to be, or were. |
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