Do you read the blog Baby Jewels Hates You? If not, you should. She’s funny. The other day, she had a brilliant idea for her blog. And, because I like the idea so much, I’ve decided to steal borrow it for today’s post.
Rewind. Last Wednesday. Baby Jewels allows all of her readers—longtimers as well as firsttimers—to ask her any question they’d like. Her promise? No question will go unanswered. Some of her readers’ questions are pretty straight forward: “How old are you?” Baby Jewels: “40.” One question, from a reader named Kerri, is a bit more interesting: “Why do ‘birds of a feather flock together?’” Baby Jewel’s witty response: “Because birds are racist separatists, Kerri. That’s why God created Bird Flu. He’s hates those little bastards.”
Okay, now, lifting the idea from one blog (hers) and placing it onto another (mine), here’s the deal … Use the “comment” link below to ask me a question. Keeping with the rules of the game: (1) You have to post your question before the deadline*; (2) You can ask me about anything; and (3) No question will go unanswered. It doesn’t matter if you’re the guy who’s lurking from Scotland, the first time visitor from Germany, one of the regular readers from Texas, or anyone else — this is your chance. Ready? Ask away little ones, ask away …
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* You have until Thursday, 11:59PM New York City time, to post your question / questions. I’ll post the answers Friday morning.
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I’m first! I’ll lob a softball:
Stols, if God is all-knowing and benevolent, why does He/She allow bad things to happen to good people?
And, more importantly, why is it when there’s a long-running show you rarely watch, if you just happen to be flipping channels and run across it, it will be the exact same episode you’ve seen before?
Trying to get an idea of what you look like, so my question is how tall are you?
Boy, Andy, asking such a tough question. But I’m glad you did, that TV show question has bothered me for ages.
What kind of non-profit business to you want to start?
Why did you post about Ralph Macchio when there are so many more interesting topics to choose?
Also, why don’t you ever post about Sophie?
The question that my mother always was disturbed not to be asked, and then myself when I was living with a boy– therefore the MOST important question ever: How are you doing?
What will the first place you take me to after I come up to the big city for a visit?
Remember I lived there (across the river in jersey) for 4 years.
Nice idea! Might borrow it sometime, if I recall, Scot Adams did the same on his blog a few days back.
Okay my question: If you were on a deserted island and you could have one each of the following for the rest of your time which would you take? (In other words, what’s ypur fave movie/book etc etc);
Movie:
Book:
Song:
Person:
Gadget:
Painting:
I’ll go for a cliche: If you were given three wishes by some benevolent spirit, what would you wish for?
Ok, here goes…
If you knew you had 24 hours to live and had a choice to do anything in the world, how would you fill your 24 hours?
AND,
If you could date anyone famous NOT already listed on this blog (that should narrow it a bit…ie, not Paul Walker ;)) who would it be and why?
Who put the bomp in the bomp bah bomp bah bomp? ;)
You can only wear one pair of shoes (well, you can replace them but only with the very same style/color) for the rest of your life. What do you choose?!?!?! Also, mind if I steal this?
So the scenario is…
On a hot hot New York afternoon.
You’re stuck in an elevator, waiting to be rescued by NYFD. You casually turn around to find yourself in the company of a fairly attractive young male. Not that he is your particular flavor of choice, but he smiles. You smile back. 20 minutes later, NYFD opens the doors to find you stuck in a compromising position;
What position is it?
if there was one specific goal in your life (besides being happy) what would it be?
What would you want your last words to be?
(I know it’s morbid, but I’m also the one still holding a torch for Aaliyah)
and on the sunny side of the street:
If you could design a new man-type-flavor (ben and jerry style), what would be in it?
I saw a huge black and white poster on the side of the building on 6th avenue yesterday that said:
6.6.06
Think about it.
Or something devil reference like, I have a bad memory. But I do remember actually laughing out loud. (Does that make me wicked?)
But I’m wondering, what are your thoughts?
Why haven’t you reminded me to link to RR&OFS on my ‘other cool blogs’ list when it’s quite obvious that I, if I may quote the inconquerable and beautiful Vanessa Williams, ‘keep running back you’?
What was your best three-way kiss?
Oh! What was/is your profession?
I ran across this puzzler when I was working on the CDC’s suicide prevention website–Why are suicide rates highest in the spring and lower in the winter?
It’s true! from the CDC website: http://www.cdc.gov/ncipc/factsheets/suifacts.htm.
Why??? I thought it would be the other way around!
What’s your favorite animal? Not necessarily the one you would want as a pet. Just one you like to see.
If you could travel through time – forward or back – where/when would you go and why?
This is so cool! Many of the questions that initially occured to me (and some that certainly didn’t!) have alreday been asked. So what I want to know is:
What’s the funkiest way the funky brown gets down?
Tell me about your favorite haunt in NYC. The one that’s kind of an insider thing. And what makes it so special.
And thanks for the really nice shout out!
Hmm… OK, tell me what you like most about me.
(See? See what I did there? Brilliant.)
Oooh, good one! I just might steal this, too! Do you mind (and no, that’s NOT my question for you!)?
Ok, how about this: How many licks does it take to get…
Nah, that’s stupid. How about…
What are your secrets to picking up all those hot men you talk about? I mean, what’s your mojo (aside from those great ta-ta’s you showed us in your pic)?
Inquiring minds wanna know! ;o)
Why isn’t there any such thing as popcorn flavoured potato chips?