How could I NOT participate when the host is a blogger named the Ice Cream Mama? She's an easy gal, and I don't mean that in a nappy-headed 'ho kinda way. She's assigned us QUESTIONS...which are always a snap for me. I either go for the truth, or total shock value, or both - which is usually as close to the truth of Tiggerlane as you can get. So...strap on your boots, here we go!
What is your favorite word?
(Can you see me sighing and grinning right now?)
What is your least favorite word?
What turns you on (creatively, spiritually or emotionally)?
MUSIC. Kisses. Truth. Passion. Intelligence. Laughter.
Dang, were we supposed to do that in order?
What turns you off?
And horrible smells.
What is your favorite curse word?
What sound or noise do you love?
Vocal harmonies, blended into a symphony of voices.
The sound of my daughter's laughter.
What sound or noise do you hate?
Okay....the absolute WORST and most HIDEOUS thing....ugh. I can barely type. You know that kinda noise that makes your insides all congregate at your bellybutton? That sick, pointed type of auditory convulsion that somehow involves a connection between the ear and intestines? For me, that would be the sound of a pencil with a COMPLETELY WORN DOWN ERASER, attempting to erase.
Excuse me, while I go barf.
What profession, other than your own, would you like to attempt?
Attempt? Uh...not attempt. SUCCEED at: Broadway performer.
What profession would you not like to attempt?
If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
"Come on in, your friends and family are all here."