1. Let's say that you have 24 hours to absolutely do whatever you want: family and friends, co-workers and telephone solicitors have all agreed to leave you alone for the day. What are some of the activities you would do? Yum! This is cool. I can tell you for starters I would spend the entire day in silence. (Yeah, I know, it’s hard to believe.)
Before I got married I used to love to travel on my own. My idea of a perfect trip was a week spent speaking to no one other than waitresses. So, on this day, I would do some of the things I used to do on my own. I’d drive to Caprock Canyon, pack a little bag with my camera, some water, maybe pretzels and a sketch book or maybe a journal. Then I would take my shoes off and hike barefoot down the mostly dry stream bed. There is just enough of a trickle of water to make the sand softer so it doesn’t hurt too much to hike barefoot.
When it gets too hot for that to be fun, I’d pack up and drive to a hole in the wall Mexican restaurant somewhere and order enchiladas. I’d drink a lot of cold iced tea and eat tons of chips and hot sauce, while kicked back with my feet on the seat and a good book to keep me company. Finally I would end the day seated in the middle of a darkened theater, enjoying a great movie, which brings me to question number two…
Of course, I enjoy spending time doing these things with Jackson and Katie. But one of the best things about Jackson is that he lets me be free to be alone. He doesn’t seem to mind if I viciously desert him at times. I think that’s really cool.
2. Sometimes after leaving a movie you are still "in the movie" for a while. What is the most memorable such instance? If the movie has faded by the time I make it back to the truck, it’s not much of a movie, in my opinion. I am terribly willing to suspend my disbelief – it doesn’t take much. Movies have always been a huge escape for me. I enjoy watching them at home, but nothing compares to the theater experience. Nothing even comes close. I want the total sensory deprivation that locks your attention into the larger than life story. I want big adventure, thrilling suspense, and ingenious characterization.
But sometimes I get hooked into really crappy movies, too. There is something – maybe a cool character or even just an idea - in some stories that really captures my imagination. Case in point: have any of you seen Condorman? I freakin’ OWN Condorman. I bet not one of you reading this blog right now can say that. If so, please comment, because we so need to be friends.
Have you seen Don Juan DeMarco? I’m not in that sort of Oedipal meltdown or anything, but I really identify with the way that character makes a simple choice to alter his reality. We all do that – believing our own bullshit. And if you’re going to do it, why not do it big? Don’t mess with the small stuff. Have you read the subtitle of this blog? I was thinking of that character when I put that there.
3. Your blog persona of SpookyRach gleefully incorporates dark and weird elements. To what extent do you think this is a reaction to being a pastor's daughter? About 100%. I had a morbid childhood, in some ways – lots of death. That accounted for part of it, perhaps. On top of that, small town churches have some very ingrained, preconceived notions of who the preacher and his family should be. (“His” because y’all know that female preachers are nothin’ but whores of the antichrist, right?) An attorney I know, who is also a Baptist preacher’s daughter once told me, “Hell, I rebelled by getting drunk and having sex. You just got weird!”
Couldn’t have said it better myself.
4. When do you think that you felt most failed by the church? I have really low expectations for the church, so I can’t really think of anytime I have ever felt like it’s failed to meet them. At least not as an adult. (I have many, many posts to write about the special loathing I have for youth groups, but that is for another time.)
There are plenty of times where I have discounted the church and the good it can do. I’ve always believed that you get out of something what you put into it. I often don’t put a lot into church. You probably know that it is all I can do to drag myself out of the house on Sunday mornings. I never want to go. But once I get there, I never regret it.
With our weekly trips to Big Flat City to visit Jackson’s ailing mom, we’ve stopped attending the Sunday morning service, and have used that time for other things. But I still get a lot out of our Sunday School class. Jackson and I always joke that your teaching has saved us from “the bonds of Godless Catholicism” because the class meets at the same time as mass over at St. Alice, and we had to choose between the two. Also, thanks to Katie, we’ve been attending on Wednesday nights pretty regularly, which is something I haven’t done since high school. I always hate going, but once I get there, I love it. The simple congregational songs – two is plenty – and the short and to the point bible study are really good. I get a lot out of that.
5. Besides the physical exercise, what have been some of the benefits of riding your bike to and from work? I haven’t been able to get the oatmeal eaters to make eye contact. I tried waving, but it didn’t work. I have renewed my acquaintance with a former neighbor whom I pass most mornings while she’s walking her dog. I usually have a quick conversation with one of the bailiffs first thing each morning and last thing each afternoon. He rides his motorcycle to work and he likes to ride past me really slowly and make smart-alecky remarks. I have an unobstructed view – if you don’t count the corn stalks – of the sunrise each morning. As the days are getting shorter, I get both moonset and sunrise. Riding a bike is a slow enough operation that I get to enjoy the full show, virtually uninterrupted. Today I saw this. And, I’m filling up my truck with gas only once every couple of weeks, now!
Those are my answers and here are the rules if you want to play too:
1. If you are interested in being interviewed, leave me a comment saying “Interview me.”
2. I will respond by posting five questions for you. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with a post containing your answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
21 comments:
I'll volunteer.
Good interview! I saw part of what you saw this morning, but I was still in my bathrobe.
Regarding the really-getting-into-a-bad movie thing: Have you seen "Manos: The Hands of Fate"? We own the MST3K'd version, and there's no other tolerable way to watch it.
Please interview me, a whore of the anti-Christ.
Thanks so much for your great answers, Rachel. Yes, I saw the eclipse also--got up at 4:30 and watched most of the show. Of course, after three photos, the batteries in my camera zonked out. And I have nowhere near the lenses to get as great a shot as the one in the website to which you linked. But it was one fabulous sight. It makes the physicality of the moon so much more apparent.
I LOVE CONDORMAN!! It took me several years to realize that the guy in that is the same one I like to hear sing as the Phantom of the Opera - so much so that it was the music my older son was born to...I need to rent that from Netflix - I'll bet the boyz would like it!!
Hey, thanks for the new identity - 'whore of the anti-christ'. Glad I have something new to take to my therapist.
I love your answer to the first question - my friends all think I'm weird, because when I have alone time, I just want to be alone. I eat alone (with a book - of course!), or go to a movie alone, or hit a bookstore. Glad to know it works for you, too. I'm weird - like you (but also a WOTAC)...so I'm weirder than you...
You are such an interesting weirdo Rach!
Very cool! (from yet another whore of the antichrist)
ME! ME!!
And I loved all of your answers. You really know yourself.
PMP - Cool! I'll get to work on the questions.
Dogblogger - Yes, I have seen MANOS: Hands of Fate. I like to say MANOS: Hands of Fate. It is very fun to say. Try it: MANOS: Hands of Fate. hee hee hee!
Cheese - See above answer to PMP. I see you as more the whore-o-t-a-c with a heart of gold. ha ha ha!
David - I know what you mean. It felt like I could reach out and grab the moon out of the sky. It was cool.
Elastigirl - YOU ARE MY HERO! (Yeah, it took me a couple of times to realize that was Michael Crawford, too.) Good luck with netflix. I'm not sure if it's been put on DVD. I own the VHS version.
Grace - Glad to be of help with your therapist. Let me know how that turns out. I am somewhat jealous at the thought that you may be weirder than I. Geeze.
annie - thanks!!
ppb - Cheese sez 'takes one to know one'. ha ha!
Mindy - thanks. I've spent a lot of time with myself, so that's how I got to know me so well. ha ha!
Oh me! Pleez!
OK, I'm game!
And I really liked Don Juan DeMarco. Haven't seen Condorman or MANOS: Hands of Fate, though.
The Scientist was up obscenely early the other morning and got to see part of the eclipse--very cool.
I sent my daughter to a Baptist school for a couple of years. She begged me, "Mom, all my friends go there!" And they apparently treated her like the whore of the antichrist. One of her classmates ( a boy) even tried to convince me that we, along with the other methodists, were surely going to hell. I laughed it off, but it did my poor girl some damage.
Yes yes yes to being alone! And Don Juan de Marco...I forgot how much I loved that movie, have to rent it again! Cool answers, love your humor!
Sounds fun! I'll give it a go.
Loooovvvveeed Don Juan De Marco. But then, I adore Johnny Depp, and I've always loved Marlon, no matter how wondrously strange he turned out.
You are a spectacular person darlin'. Dealt with the PK thing with great aplomb. That is the word for it. Yeah, that and style.
Gonna have to look up Condorman now. Thank God there's more to do.
I put my questions (and answers) here.
Cool, more initials for the alphabet soup after my name! WOTAC
Can I be interviewed please?
ME ME, INTERVIEW ME!!!!!!
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