Marry, shag, throw off a cliff

An oldie, but a goodie. Kaye tagged me with three celebrities, and I have to choose which one I’d marry, who I’d shag, and who I’d throw off a cliff.

Marry: Audrey Hepburn

Come on, an easy one! She was beautiful, talented, selfless, and immensely charming. I’d never seen this oddly domestic picture of her before.

Shag: Amanda Palmer

Passionate, hot, kinky, and one of the best songwriters working today. If you don’t know the Dresden Dolls, check ’em out–they fuse post-punk and glam rock with a Weimar Republic cabaret sensibility.

Throw off a cliff: Aimee Mann

Don’t get me wrong, I like Aimee Mann. Throwing her off a cliff is mostly a process of elimination. I like her songs, and she’s had to fight the good fight against record companies. But then I remembered that she sang that “Voices Carry” song with ‘Til Tuesday and I felt MUCH better about throwing her off a cliff.

Incidentally, Kaye told me, “(I am horrified at how hard this is to come up with people for you! I clearly need to pay more attention to what interests you.)” Huh?! I just like . . . people! I find our species fascinating, especially in its modern civilized state. That combination of curiosity and sex drive means I’m just generally interested in women. If you want to play:

1) Comment to this and I will give you 3 people.
2) Post this meme with your answers.
3) Provide pictures and the names of 3 people.
4) Label which you would marry, shag, and throw off a cliff.

Yes indeed, I’m walkin’

A coworker was surprised today that I walked from my office down to a little shopping center. I don’t think it could be more than half a mile away. I know I’m out of shape and a little creaky, but I really LIKE walking and it was a gorgeous day today. More to the point, there’s something about vigorous walking that I take some pride in, and I resist being praised for it even a little bit. Our ancestors took a long time to develop this whole bipedal walking and oversized buttocks business; even as a modern-day sedentary American, I feel like I should be able to walk a few miles or climb a steep hill without it being a big deal. I mean, what if the zombies come?

Music Library! (haw) What is it good for? Absolutely . . .

My media drive has gotten overly full of stuff and needs a good cleaning off. I realized that I’ve got a fair amount of digital music stored on this HDD that’s not backed up anywhere else, so I’m burning DVDs. Once they’re burned, how much should I delete off the drive? I’m having a hard time deciding. Should I have all my music saved in the library? I’ve got stuff that I might only want for a soundbed, albums that have lost their charm, artists that I have more of than I really need because I had the chance to get a box set. I’ve got bad Chinese pop music because I once wondered, “Hey, I wonder if the Chinese have bad pop music?” Back when eMusic offered unlimited downloads, I grabbed everything I might kind of vaguely want to listen to one day until they changed their pricing policy. I’m feeling increasingly torn between my love of having all my music accessible through one program, my desire for more free hard drive space, and a growing angst about what I’m going to DO with all this music–when will I have time to listen to it all?!

Hey kids, let’s put on a conference!

OK, so here’s my idea for a movie: a Mickey Rooney/Judy Garland-style comedy about happy, energetic high school kids who put on a math conference to bring money to their hometown. Janet, a young girl science whiz, moves to a small South Carolina town and immediately befriends an outgoing, enterprising boy in the gifted program named Curt. Janet’s mom is played by Carla from Top Chef. Mom’s a mathematician, but she’s recovering from a long illness and hasn’t worked in years. They want to help the mom’s flagging career and bring some excitement to the sleepy little town of Lost Creek. The two come up with a scheme to put on their own math conference. Curt earns extra money in the bindery at a local printing company, so he prints up flyers and surreptitiously sneaks them into the latest issue of a prominent math journal. Janet logs on to her mom’s e-mail account and sends mail out to her mom’s contacts spreading rumors of rival mathematicians who are presenting new papers. The kids then tell the mayor and city council about the exciting conference coming to town. There’s not enough hotel space for all the participants, so they recruit parents to pretend that they’re running B&Bs. For some fun cross-cultural humor, we can have a bunch of rednecks using their pickup trucks as taxicabs to take attendees from the little airport into town. Other characters include a young Indian who runs the town’s gas station for his father, but who was a brilliant mathematician back in India and a bitter, beaten-down old teacher reinvigorated by the academic energy and town enthusiasm. More to come in a later post.