I think of my life as a series of odd and unexpected adventures loosely tied together by the questions "I wonder if...?" and "Really, what is the worst that can happen?" (NOTE: I hear those questions in the voice of that Sesame Street voiceover that says "this episode brought to you by the letters O and P"). The answers to those questions have fairly recently included finding myself steering a Cessna over a small town in Colorado, dancing on stage with the Flaming Lips, partying in an outfit made entirely of hard candy in a temporary, recurring city in the deserts of Nevada, trying and failing to sweet talk my way into a Paris nightclub at 5am but instead ending up at a mid-morning dinner party with a bunch expat senior citizens, suffering a concussion at a particularly aggressive metal show and making some very unfortunate though incredibly enlightening decisions involving handsprings in gymnastics class.
Let's just say I've got some good stories. Maybe I'm lucky or maybe I just have an insanely shortly memory for all things unpleasant but I suffer the persistent sense that the stars are aligning on my behalf. Not that I'm complaining, I'd say if you have to suffer delusions, at least suffer good ones.
Even with a year under my belt, this city seems intent on surprising me with new delights and I'm doing my part by endlessly seeking out its secrets. This may be one of the healthiest relationships I've ever had.
In case this question wasn't meant to be answered in lofty, vague terms, I'm a pretty good drummer, have an uncanny knack for trapeze, am pretty sure I'm unbeatable when it comes to Scrabble or the 50 yard dash, and am willing to put my dance skills up against just about anyone.
My legs and my smile have garnered the lion's share of spontaneous compliments I've received. I can deal with that...
Books: Infinite Jest (DFW), Just Kids (Patti Smith), The Year of Magical Thinking (Didion), Letters to a Young Poet (Rilke), Freedom (Franzen), Point Omega (Delillo), A Single Man (Isherwood)
Music: to keep the list manageable, I'll stick to artists I've seen live 4 or more times - Jack White, TV on the Radio, Beck, The Roots, Interpol, Radiohead, My Morning Jacket, Spencer Krug, Talib Kweli, The Dig and The Black Crowes (This new criteria forced me to erase Beta Band and Led Zeppelin. This saddens me deeply. And yes, I just cheated my own rule)
Shows: Wilfred, Deadwood, Luther, Battlestar Galactica, Top Gear, Rachel Maddow, Cosby Show reruns and a somewhat odd obsession with congressional hearings
Food: half my family hails from Louisiana so anything involving butter and cayenne pepper is likely to tickle my fancy, pastries inspire all sorts of poor decisions on my part, I miss BBQ, adore sushi and consider pie (sweet or savory) its own glorious food group.
My ticketmaster password
My dictionary and thesaurus
High heels (I'm a girl. It is what it is)
Pie (the only holdover from the original list)