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I can live for two months on a good compliment.


The weather may have turned, but the flowers abide. Royal Botanical Gardens, Hobart. March 2012.

Tuesday again. That of course means that it is time for another Q and A stolen from Sunday Stealing! This week: The April No Fools' Meme

1. What was the last clothing item that you bought?
The last time I bought clothes I actually purchased two items: a new jacket for winter and a pair of jeans. For as long as I remember, I have always worn my clothes ‘loose’, and since Christmas I have actually lost a bit of weight. These two factors have meant that my clothes are now all far too big for me to wear. Thus, there has been a significant rollover in terms of my wardrobe of late, and I expect that it will continue.

2. If you could stay one age forever, what age would you choose?
I don’t like this question much because of the implications that it holds! Physically, twenty-one is a good age. The body held up well to pressure and I looked good. The brain is another matter. There remains something to be said for experience. If somehow you could lock in twenty-one but otherwise develop intellectually and emotionally, I would take that.

3. When you say “LOL”, are you really laughing?
I would never, ever say “LOL”. I give anyone permission to flail me if you see or hear me uttering it.

4. What is the most interesting thing you’ve done in the past year?
The family jaunt to Melbourne was interesting. We crammed in the Zoo, Aquarium, Museum, shops, trains, trams, house calls, airports all in a reasonably compressed time, so there was a lot of sights and information to stimulate.

5. If you started a business, what would it be?
I would happily go into the proof-reading/ editing business if there was a guaranteed income.

6. Do your friends/ family/ co-workers know about your blog?
Some do. It’s not something I advertise, but just in case I usually keep any ‘controversial’ events or thoughts to myself...

7. How long does it take you to write an average blog post?
Somewhere between forty-five seconds and twenty-six hours.

8. How do you keep up with the blogs you follow?
Google Reader has been a stunning invention when it comes to collating, sorting and [aiding the] processing of large amounts of information.

9. What is your bedtime? Is sex always involved?
We generally head to bed when the kids do. If I have my way, sex is always involved!

10. Introvert or extrovert?
I honestly think that my nature is that of the introvert, but I do have the skills and capacity to fool most of the people most of the time.

11. What is your biggest fear?
That my capacity to fool most of the people most of the time will cease!

12. What is the best job you ever had?
There are components and elements of most jobs that I have had this I liked best, but not really one ‘best job’. Perhaps if there was some job that required teaching political theory, in the sunshine, with a sideline of proof-reading editing books across a wide spectrum of topics. Oh, with an expectation that I would have to play computer games and write brief reports back to whomever it was paying me.

13. Dog person/ cat person/ both/ neither?
If forced to chose between two, I am a cat person. But to be frank I am a neither. Animals are best enjoyed in a state of nature.

14. If you had $1,000 to spend any way you wanted, what would you do with it?
I am a bit of a sucker, so I’d probably spend it on Jen and the kids.

15. How do you "dress" your toast?
With butter and Vegemite.

16. How do you feel about snow?
Snow is good fun in moderation. I do like to leave it behind and head to the beach though...

17. What was the worst job you ever had?
This one is like the inversion of question 12. Anything that involved serving people – including those with ‘complex needs’ – and cleaning up their scraps/ shit/ urine/ vomit/ blood while working for a boss who is lazy, ignorant, rude and paid an obscenely larger amount than I is on the list. Throw in petty bullshit office politics and popularity contests while you toil away at something that ultimately will fail to change anything in any meaningful way, shape or form or have any impact whatsoever, and we have the antithesis of my ideal job.

18. What song can you not stop listening to?
There are so many good songs out there I usually manage to stop listening to one in order to listen to another. Sam Cooke’s A Change Is Gonna Come is one that I can listen to over and over again though.

19. Love your name or hate it?
My full name is my name, so I have some attachment to it. I do lean on the ‘hate’ side of things though...

20. How did you choose your blog/ twitter handle?
I have developed a very complex algorithm to do this. I have a name, and I use that name when I create an online identity. Hence, my Twitter feed is Kris_McCracken. It’s a novel idea, I know.

Comments

Kris McCracken said…
Well, I'll keep doing them because I enjoy it.

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