by special request . . .

my super awesome twitter friend, tygersquared, suggested i answer this list of questions. sounds like fun, hope you enjoy reading it! repost on your blogs, send me links!

James Lipton’s Questionnaire

  1. What is your favorite word? i really do love words, and there are many that make it onto my ‘favorites’ list. if i had to pick one right now? goodness.  but that might if you asked me again in an hour.
  2. What is your least favorite word? panties. it makes me cringe.
  3. What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally? water. music. mountains. pyilocybin. fire. the energies that make up the universe.
  4. What turns you off? advertising. stupidity. those that take this all too seriously.
  5. What is your favorite curse word? i probably use ‘fuck’ the most, but i also tend to string together long, nasty, dirty compound words, most often directed at inanimate objects. email me if you want examples.
  6. What sound or noise do you love? moving water – babbling brook, rushing stream, or ocean waves. rain on the vinyl roof of my car. windchimes, if the right tone and distance. am talk radio as background noise. 
  7. What sound or noise do you hate? i can’t stand the sound of knives being sharpened or a fork being scraped on teeth. both make me want to jump out of my skin – it is really so uncomfortable that i don’t know what to do with myself. 
  8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt? most people that know me know that i really enjoy baking, and would be thrilled to turn that into a career. a few lesser-known things i’d like to try? boston duck tour guide, long distance truck driver, bartender, stage manager, ice sculptor.
  9. What profession would you not like to do? i couldn’t handle anything involving birds. or the constant use of math.
  10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates‘good job spreading the love, thats all i ever want you humans to do. here, take a hit from heaven’s bong. ‘

(this is only the questions that were not the same)

Bernard Pivot’s Questionnaire

  1. What is your favorite drug? different situations call for different tools, i feel. 
  2. Who would you like to see on a new banknote? bill hicks
  3. If you were reincarnated as some other plant or animal, what would it be? i’d hope to be a sunflower.

the entity that is twitter

it comes up in conversation, usually with the question ‘what the hell is twitter, anyway?’ and, oddly, for something that i enjoy so much and know so well, i always find the question difficult to answer. i end up being even wordier than usual, trying to explain all the details and what it all means to me.

i usually give up and sum it up as ‘mini blogging’. tweetpeeps know it is so much more than that, but it can be hard to explain to someone who is mostly just annoyed by excessive text messaging, or sick of hearing sentences that start out with ‘one of my twitter friends . . .’

i know it’s just a website. or a social networking tool. but somehow, twitter has become part of my life. i enjoy it’s simplicity, it’s power and it’s humor. i love getting a sense of other places – random thoughts from new york, comments on weather in arizona, traffic reports from england. twitter brings me thoughts from across the globe and advice from the next state over. it is the world, neatly packed into my crappy old pc.

i tweet for the same reason i write poetry and take pictures. there are so many moments worth capturing. that is all i strive to do with my art – catch a moment in a net, and hold on to it, share it, relish in it’s beauty, or its horror, or its humor. if i can share it with people, i feel i have done my duty. if i can send some sunshine, some gathered wisdom, beauty or laughs, i have made the world a little better. and that’s all each of us can do, right?

in addition to being a creative outlet, twitter gives me comfort, company, confidance, and truly caring people. it is an amazing outlet, with an amazing network of fascinating individuals.

my twitter friends soothed me when i was nervous about having surgery.

they encourage me whenever i mention a new project, and they read and commented on my blog within minutes of me posting the first entry.

i find new music, books, and websites through the suggestions of my twitter buds.

twitter is a resource for random information, with friends always willing to help. i think i got about a dozen direct messages when i asked the name of the cocoa puffs bird a few weeks ago. (it’s sonny) (thanks again, guys!)

it sometimes feels like twitter is an underground network for the truly smart, helpful, encouraging, and loving. it is a place for expression, empathy, encouragement. it is comfortable, yet always different. it is strange, funny, sad, and beautiful.

and it makes me think in 140 characters or less.