1. Can you dance?
I am not an inspired dancer. I have been told I am a decent dancer, but I am not comfortable on the dance floor.
2. Who is your current crush?
Van Morrison, I suppose.
3. Tell us about a dream you remember.
LAst night I was in the middle of hiring frenzy at work and stuck in the middle of our reorganziation working some sort of help desk where employees got to go to complain about things. I always hate it when I have dreams that take place at work.
4. Do you live with anyone, or do you live by yourself?
For economics and familiarity sake, I share an apartment with my sister.
5. When is the last time you bled from an injury?
I am always pick at my hang nails – and that can result in s light paper cut and eventual bleeding. I guess the last time was earlier in the week.
!) I can shuffle my feet about in a gothly manner but, I’ll never win Dancing with the Unstars.
@) My current crush is Jason Statham. Thanks for at least that, Transporter 2!
#) I dreamt of work the other night. Not the overtly stressful dreams I had with Kinko’s but, a dream about work all the same. I remember giggling so I presume it was something inappropriate.
$) I live with Thom. It’s nice.
%) The last time I remember bleeding was the other night when I sliced my hand open with the scrubby brush doing dishes. I was amazed.
1. I’ve largely left my dancing days behind me. One evening about eight years ago I was with my friend Cindy at 1082 (now Club Vinyl), and the old Dexie’s Midnight Runner’s song, “Come on Eileen” started playing (it was that whole retro-80’s thing that was big for a month or two back then). Next to us, an emaciated teenager exclaimed, “I just love this new song. Let’s get out there!” At that moment, I took a look around and realized that we were the oldest people in the club. I always promised myself that when I became the creepy old guy at the club, I’d retire. And to a large extent, I have.
2. Rachel Bilson who plays Summer on the OC. The perfect blend of ditzy and erudite.
3. This is good—and well timed. I had a VERY BIZARRE dream when I was out of town. In the dream, Julie and I were expecting a baby. Sadly, she lost the baby. So I left her for Jake Gylenhaal. We all knew that my relationship with Jake wasn’t about love, but for some reason Julie approved of it.
4. I live alone. IÂ’m a solo act baby, and I need my space. Actually I am one of those people who needs an above average amount of time spent alone, so being able to lock the door behind me and unclench is an important part of retaining whatÂ’s left of my sanity.
5. Tough question. As we all know, or have now heard, IÂ’m a little bit accident-prone. The last time I can remember. Â… . I recently bled profusely was when I cut my hand from handling broken glass.
1.) I dance. I’m not sure if its good or not but I’ve been told its OK and the gay boys seem to like it. I wouldn’t win any competitions though……
2.) Tom “drill it home” Brady. Hubba Hubba.
3.) This was from some time ago, 1977 to be precise. I’d just finished watching the atrocious re-make of King Kong on TV. I went to sleep and promptly dreamed about falling off the World Trade Center. I could feel my body hitting the side of the building and limbs being torn asunder, the wind screaming by. In my dream, when I hit the pavement with a pronounced SPLAT, I had rolled off my bed and hit the floor—for maximum night-terror effect. Needless to say, I awoke bathed in sweat and screaming. I don’t remember dreams after that. Funny………..
4.) I live with Robert.
5.) Yesterday when Boris decided to plunge one of his razor-sharp back claws into my forearm. No more WWF wrestling with cranky, fat cats for me.
1) Yeah, I can dance if I want to. I can leave my friends behind.
2) Can’t get enough of…my wife.
3) Bugs, beer and Vegas. ‘nough said.
4) Live with my wife, stepson (part-time) and a menagerie of domesticated food containers.
5) Sad to say, I am prone to injury as well. I bleed daily, if not multiple times daily. Today it is a pimple right between my eyes that I, of course, pick. Luckily, I like the taste of blood in he morning.
1. Given enough liquor, *I* think I can dance which I guess is all that matters.
2. My fiance….:) (don’t worry, I KNOW he’ll put “the Denver Nuggets Dancers).
3. Last I recall with any clarity was a dream in which Polly moved to the empty condo below us and tried to coerce me into staying home and smoking pot with her every day.
4. I live with Reid, a dog & a cat.
5. Thanks to my recent cold, my nose is so chapped it is bleeding currently. (not sure that qualifies as an injury, however)
1. Like a gypsy I dance.
2. Um, Tom Welling still.
3. I dreamt I was in Paris last night……
4, I live with Edward, Isabella, Odin and my other personalities.
5. Wednesday I stabbed the back of my hand with a 1/2 nail from my new car!
1. I can dance, walz, two-step, polka, Tyrolean Folk. You name it, and I can do it.
2. That’s tough. I was hugged by a half nekkid, very hot dad in my parent tot class on Wed. that made for some great fantasies this week, though.
3. I think the one that stands out the most in recent memory is the one where Sandra Day O’Connor showed up to one of the parties at the Boy’s house and was drinking drink for drink with Adam and having the time of her life.
4. Roy. He pays the electric bill.
5. I scraped off part of my knuckle at work the other day. Unfortunately, that is a normal state of events with my job.
1. i cant even remotely dance. not even close.
2. well besides my fiance, i guess angelina is the front-runner. and brittany murphy, and the denver nuggets dancers. also brooke, the frontside five bass player. also angie the weather lady on wb2.
3. if i were to disclose any of my dreams, i would be in the bin. so, no….i sleep perfectly still throughout the night…without dreams, laughter or terror.
4. jenn, zoe, stella.
5. i chew on my cuticles, and one of them is currently bleeding.