so there we were, sitting in Marketing Research, bored to tears. a friend slid me a note saying simply: “bored. need a beer. what’s your next toybox post about?”
I responded: “yes, beer = good. my post will be the answers to your next five questions.”
my friend grinned (he asked to remain anonymous, so let’s call him susie from here on out), having found something to do during the remaining half hour of lecture, and at the end of class he handed me a final scrap of paper with these five questions…
1. okay, you’re on a dessert (sic) island, like in Castaway. What would you miss the most about civilization (not including loved ones) after four years?
well, susan, I’ve only seen parts of castaway, but I can certainly tell you I’d never knock out a tooth with an ice skate. so, if we take friends and family out of the equation, what would I miss the most? probably music. I could do without mass communication, movies, fast cars, video games, etc. I could even get used to the coconuts and raw fish. but not having access to music, any music, would drive me up the wall.
2. what’s the worst possible thing that God could say to you when you die?
wow, philosophish. hmmm… “I don’t exist.”, “sorry, We’re full up.”, and “mother teresa just barely got in, so let’s see your resume, shall we?” come to mind. how about: “We put you on the wait list.” har har. no, I think the worst would be “if only you’d said one more Our Father, I’d be able to let you in.” then again, st. peter’s supposed to be the one at the gate, so nevermind.
3. if you could be the best in any profession (and you can’t choose law), what would it be and why?
the POTUS, for obvious reasons. oh wait, that’s technically “law”, huh? okay, hockey. or acting if the nhl falls through for good.
4. if you could guest star on any television show, what would it be?
carnivale. (the weird fetus in the jar bit was disturbing, no?) or 30 minute meals. rachel ray would so have a crush on me after that.
5. say something about yourself that you’ve never talked about on the Royal Toybox.
okay, even though this isn’t technically a question (semantics!), I’ll play along. when I was in kindergarten, I was on romper room. I guess one of the producers went to my dad’s school and asked if anyone had toddlers. I barely remember it, but I will tell you this: the magic mirror that miss nancy used was fake. reality sucks, I’ll tell you what.
so, susie, there you go. in fact, let’s see if we can’t keep the ball rolling. I propose a game for any and all who wish to play. here are the official rules (which, yes, have been lifted from other blogs I've seen) for the Royal Toybox Interview Chain game:
1. if you want to participate, leave a comment below saying "interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions - each person's will be different.
3. update your journal/blog with the answers to those questions.
4. include this explanation in your post and an offer to “interview” anyone from your readership.
5. when others comment on your blog (asking to be interviewed), ask them five new questions.
6. and so on until we’ve taken over the world, or kevin spacey makes a movie about us.
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