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A List of Things About Me

Technically, I'm supposed to copy and forward this on. Fuck that shit. My friends don't need to get that crap in their emails from me. Instead, it goes up on the blog. Potentially a wider audience, sure, but this way if you don't want to read it, you can just close the browser. Also, it means I get to be lazy and not think of a post on my own.

(As a side-note, I generally hate these things. They're usually stupid and uncreative. This one is no exception. Yet I post it anyway. Tell you what; if anyone sends me one of these quizes that I don't find generally demeaning, that asks some genuinely funny and actually insightful questions, I'll buy them a sandwhich. Or a beer. Or ice cream. Or whatever.)

1.WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME?

Jason Nole Kalivas

2. WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?

Jeans and a T-shirt. Duh.

3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?

Jill Sobule's Cinnamon Park. She's a musician I heard for the first time on WFUV while in the car yesterday. I downloaded 10 of her songs from her website. I'll be buying her albums soon.

4. FAVORITE SUNDAY MORNING INCLUDE?

Nothing I can really speak of publicly.

5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?

A not-very-good meatball sandwhich.

6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?

This is a stupid question. The answer is peach. But it's a stupid question.

7. WEATHER RIGHT NOW?

Warmer than I was expecting.

8. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?

The Ogre. He's doing well.

9. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX?

Depends on the girl. Generally, breasts and hips. There's nothing wrong with admitting that; I'm culturally and evolutionarily hard-wired to think that way.

10. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?

Aside from spam, I don't get email from people I don't like. And when I do, I delete it instead of put it up on my blog.

11. HOW ARE YOU TODAY?

This is likewise a stupid question. But thank you for asking. I'm doing quite well.

12. FAVORITE DRINK?

Orange Juice

13. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINKS?

Guinness

15. HAIR COLOR?

Brown

17. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?

Nope.

18. SIBLINGS AND THEIR AGES?

Elissa, my sister, 21.

19. FAVORITE FOOD?

I pretty much just like food in general.

20. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?

Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow. Fun fun!

21. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR?

Thanksgiving. No question about it.

22. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?

Depends on the someone. If it's someone I really care about or someone I don't care about at all, no. It's the middle-ground I have trouble with.

23. SUMMER OR WINTER?

Spring. (Accursed dualistic thinking)

24. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?

Banana. (Again, accursed dualistic thinking)

25. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK?

If I didn't, why would I be friends with them? Honestly, who comes up with this shit? This is really stupid.

26. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?

Most frequent blog commenters: Erik, Jon, Gus.

27. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?

Ogre. He doesn't read the blog. I wish the rest of you lot would comment more.

28. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT?

Spent entirely too long at my parents' house.

29. FAVORITE SMELLS?

I have a very, very poor sense of smell. This means I can mostly only smell things that are overwhelmingly strong (i.e. bad). I have one favorite smell but, like my favorite Sunday morning, I can't speak of it here.

31. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS?

For this night, the apartment I share with Erik. After that, I have no idea.

32. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING?

Scott McCloud's Understanding Comics.

33. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?

My mouse? No, really, I don't use a mousepad. I have one, designed to look like a Turkish carpet, that Dave and Bekah gave me a while back. It sits on my desk, but I don't use it as a mousepad.

34. POLITICAL TENDENCY?

Grumbly.

35. CAN YOU TOUCH YOUR NOSE WITH YOUR TONGUE?

No.

36. WHAT INSPIRES YOU?

Life.

37. FAVORITE CAR?

Mostly classics, 50's or 60's cars, like the Thunderbirds or the Cobras. These days, the car I'd most like to own is a Miata.

38. FAVORITE FLOWER.

Roses, for the symbolism. Orchids, for reasons tying in with my favorite smell and Sunday mornings. Beyond that, well, I can't really smell them, remember?

39.HOW MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING?

One. The key to my car.

40. CAN YOU JUGGLE?

Yes. Just not with pins or knives. Balls and scarves, I do fine.

Comments (7)

gus:

its interesting from time to time a friend of mine likes to send me things like that.

but since that more than once i refused to dignify

an answer to things like that.

that kind of spam i dont receive from those on my buddy list. :)

Meg:

I have to ask - why peach?

Jason:

It's pretty much an in-joke, Meg; would get ruined to explain it. You pretty much had to be there. But it ties in to all that other shit I can't talk about. So that's something.

Bekah:

Totally not spam.

Isn't Nole an Irish name?

Stupid At Programming Ogre:

This will require scrolling for it to make sense. Like many things I say, out of context it makes no sense.

2) Commando or just not thorough?

3) Jill Sobule back from 1995 Jill Sobule?

8) In a loose manner of speaking, yes.

9) A high-level excuse is still and excuse.

19) Surprising since you never used to eat.

27) Occasionally curiosity and the fact he remembers brings the Ogre to repress his dislike of these strange pages. Even the ones that continually make scientists sound like souless husks.

Unlike Jason I like this kind of spam...the only kind I like. Can never get sick of hearing about my friends.

Bekah:

Ogre! *hugs* How are you? I am in agreement with you. Should you feel so inclined, feel free to forward yours to me.

Jason:

Nole is a name more or less made up by my mother, to the best of anyone's knowledge. It's pronounced the same as (and she says "based on") the name "Noel," which is French and means "Christmas."

To answer the Ogre's comments:

2) Not thorough

3) We knew a Jill Sobule in 1995? Jog my memory

8) yes, well

9) this is true. I am apparently an apologist

19) I still don't, really. I'm at one small meal a day out here, it seems. But I still like food.

27) I hope you don't mean me in that "soulless husk" comment.

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