Monday, February 20, 2006

Tagged again?!


Yours truly in black and the usual dark glasses at brunch with my gal pals from Zoetrope writers' workshop (and one of their husbands)...and those usually responsible for these tags.

I wasn't going to blog today; I really need to finish my novel so I can get back to a few agents who are querying me. But my good friend Myfanwy (who is not in the above photo, damn it, because she was unavailable that day) tagged me and I couldn't resist.

So once again, some fun facts about me that you probably already know if we're friends or if you are a regular reader here (is there such a thing?)...

Seven things to do before I die:
1. Write at least ten more novels which are not considered mainstream but are financially successful nonetheless;
2. Go back to England for an extended period of time;
3. Learn how to update my website myself;
4. Visit Italy;
5. Learn how to throw a pot (meaning, I’d like to take a pottery class);
6. Have all the rooms in my house clean at the same time (yeah, like that’ll happen any time soon);
7. Be around long enough to see how my kids turn out as adults.

Seven things I cannot do:
1. Go on amusement rides;
2. Be in the presence of religious zealot right-winger/Republicans;
3. Drive without hitting something or being pulled over by a cop. (So I don’t have a license. And the world is a much safer place)
4. Listen to rap music;
5. Sing on key; (or so I’m told by my kids. I personally think I sound great. Just this morning I wailed (You Make Me Feel Like A) Natural Woman in the shower and I made all the neighborhood dogs bark in utter joy.)
6. Stop worrying;
7. Respect anyone who watches/enjoys American Idol.

Seven things I say:
1. Does anyone need anything at the store?
2. Why didn’t you tell me you needed that when I asked if you needed anything before I went to the store?
3. I seriously wish you’d leave me alone;
4. I’m sooo hungry;
5. Bush is a dickhead;
6. Please don’t try and censor me;
7. Yeah, okay, I’ll do it. (When I really mean no and won’t)

Seven books I love:
1. Catcher in the Rye;
2. A Clockwork Orange;
3. A Prayer for Owen Meany;
4. High Fidelity;
5. Ham on Rye;
6. Fear of Flying;
7. Smoke and Mirrors (which is of course by Neil Gaiman, and here’s today’s twisted moment…though it’s not twisted at all, only if you are me and planning on printing it out, making a mask, and super-glue-ing it to your significant other's face while he’s asleep.)

(That's a photo of Neil in his bedroom, by the way...which he posted on his own blog yesterday, really to show us his new painting but I think it's more like to torture us with that new sexy beard)

Seven movies that I've loved:
1. Rock School;
2. A Clockwork Orange;
3. A Hard Days Night;
4. King of Hearts;
5. Monty Python and the Holy Grail;
6. Sideways;
7. The Last Waltz.

It appears that I am the last of my “group” to be tagged and I have no idea which seven people I should hit next, so if you want to play on your own blog, feel free. Just remember to give me credit. Wait, this isn't like a chain letter where I'm going to die in a horrific accident if I don't send it on, is it?

Oh well. Hope not.

Later..
xo

9 comments:

Myfanwy Collins said...

fantastique! Love your answers, Robin. Thank you for playing! :)
xo

ellenmeister said...

I watch American Idol! Have you lost all respect for me? (or maybe you never had it to begin with? hehe)

xo

katrina said...

You are so lovable, Robin! I, too, watch American Idol, and admittedly ashamed of it. I would lose respect for me too.

xoxKat

Susan Henderson said...

That picture of our luncheon reminds me of a very funny conversation we had that day.

Which reminds me of another funny on a different day, when I paid you five bucks (I paid you, right?) to try to convince someone's brother in law to leave our table.

Can't wait till you come back to NY.

RobinSlick said...

I always love to play games, you know that. So thanks!

Ellen, you and only you (wait a minute...Kat, too. Sorry!) have a pass on the American Idol thing. Just so you know, I also gave you a pass on Billy Joel, but if you say you like Aerosmith I'm not gonna be able to stay quiet.

Sue, the best part of the $5 story is that yeah, I did my job but I was so drunk that once I saved David, I started talking to him non-stop and he was in the same exact predicament except this time with me...I was in mid-sentence talking to him when I realized it and almost had heart failure. I think at that point I had a glass of wine in each hand.

No, you didn't give me the $5.00 but that's because David probably told you what happened!

Susan Henderson said...

Okay, so I owe you 5 bucks.

Also, can I get a pass on the rap thing?

RobinSlick said...

We'll forget about the $5 but oh my god, the pass on rap...arghh...

I think I'm just gonna pretend you didn't tell me that.


xo

Ms. Lori said...

"Respect anyone who watches/enjoys American Idol."

***GASP***

Why, you Gaiman-loving dork. RESPECT THE IDOL!

RobinSlick said...

Lori: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

NO, NO, NO, I REFUSE TO BELIEVE IT.

However...

Because I am a regular lurker at your absolutely fabulous blog (I just recently learned blog etiquette - that you're not supposed to lurk; you're supposed to leave comments, then comment on the people who comment on your blog...arghhh...why wasn't I told this sooner?) I cannot hold this against you, because you are one kick ass writer and you really, really make me laugh out loud.

But err...come on. Don't tell me if stranded on a desert island, you'd choose Simon over Neil.

Yes, I still have desert island fantasies. I think it has to do with growing up watching Gilligans Island and of course reading Lord of the Flies. But my desert island fantasies...and I'm sharing a biggie with you...always revolve around being shipwrecked at an abandoned resort on an uncharted island so that I have luxury accomodations and freezers full of food...just no other people around other than..um...Neil?