On Hiatus
Monday, May 21, 2007, 1:20 PM

I won the lottery and am typing this from a remote Caribbean island. I've been busy, busy, busy disbursing money among family and friends. And running.

Back when the money runs out.
5 Did the Unhingey Jiggy Engage in Unhingenosity
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Interview Meme Redux
Wednesday, May 02, 2007, 4:14 PM

These questions are from Kat. What an imagination!

1. You moved 'cross country to L.A. which must have been quite the culture shock. What is the best thing and what is the worst thing about Los Angeles?

The best thing about L.A., other than the weather, is the freedom to be exactly who you are here. There are so many people here, so many them vying for attention in the mob, I can wear what want without censure. And I love that because I like having fun with my clothing. I'm all about the hats, dude, but I never would have worn one to work like I can here, now.

Worst thing? The amount of people. The city is inundated with people making noise, cars creating pollution, buildings taking up every inch of space, which leaves little room for grass, trees or wide open spaces like I’m used to. There are also a lot of choices, which is good if you’re in the mood for variety and to be choosy, bad if you’re confused.

2. When is the last time someone made you really, truly blush from the top of your head down to your toes, and what was it they did or said?

I remember the day and the feeling like it was yesterday. So do all of my co-workers. Everyone had ordered from a local Chinese place for lunch, and most of us were already in the lunch room eating. I was about halfway done with my shrimp and rice when someone said, “Isn’t that J’s lunch you’re eating?”

I’d ordered shrimp fried rice and J had ordered garlic shrimp with rice. And yes, I was eating J’s food! I was horrified and couldn’t stop blushing from shame, and everyone got a kick out of that. J, by the way, thought it was funny. But if I’d had B’s or A’s lunch by mistake, I wouldn’t be here to write this today.

Tame, I know, but it’s the last full body blush I remember.

3. There are love scenes and there are LOVE SCENES. What mainstream movie love scene really made your heart go pitty-pat?

Viggo Mortensen and Maria Bello in A History of Violence. Viggo and Maria’s characters are arguing--the movie is a must see if you haven’t yet, to learn about why they are fighting. Compelling stuff, I'm telling you ...

Anyway, Maria’s bursting at the seams with anger and distrust and Viggo wants her to understand that he’s still the guy she married years ago. She’s pushing him away, he’s hell-bent on not being pushed away and neither backs down. He forces her to kiss him and she struggles like a wild woman, and they’re both fury in motion! The hair on my big toes was getting singed. And then they tore off each other’s clothes and did the pelvic bump right there on the stair steps.

Absolutely the best hot sex scene I’ve ever seen. With a plot.

4. When I was a child I read as a child... "Dick and Jane" and that sort of thing. What was the very first novel you read as a youngster and was it required school reading?

The very first novel I remember reading was 101 Dalmatians. It wasn’t required reading. Once I learned how to read, I never went anywhere without a book. The Nancy Drew series and anything by Judy Blume were my early favorites. The first naughty book I read was Blume’s Forever. Actually, Oogie found me reading it and took it away so I didn’t even get to finish it until probably a year later.

5. Pretend you have the ability to talk to people without having to actually speak - thought projection. No one would know the messages were coming from you, so speak (or project) freely. What sorts of things would you be tempted to say?

Hah!

Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!

You’ve got amazing eyebrows for a guy.

Uh, we can hear your gel inserts squeaking, dude.

I’d like to tape record your screaming, lock you in a windowless room with no furniture, and play the recording non-stop until you GET A FUCKING CLUE how annoying you are to the rest of humanity.

You smile too much. You’re too happy. Leave me alone.

3 Did the Unhingey Jiggy Engage in Unhingenosity
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