Roseyland

Once upon a time, I had grand visions for this blog. I was going to talk about politics, religion, deep deep spiritual things. I was going to have this great perspective that would leave people in awe. Also, I was going to be funny, really really funny. Hillarious in fact. I figured it would spawn a book deal, TV show, and eventually movies. Then I realized that all that was going to take work, so now I’m just here to play games.

Today’s game is brought to us by Jeannette. She asked me to interview her in a comment to this blog post. I interviewed her (here). Then she asked me interview questions, which is totally breaking the rules will probably get us both kicked off the blogosphere, but whatever, I’m not in the mood to blog about the scotch-a-roos I made two months ago. So here we go again. Wheeeeeee!

Have you ever eaten a crayon?

Not that I can recall. I may have put one in my mouth and chewed, but I didn’t swallow. If I were to eat a crayon, I would eat a Crayola Burnt Orange crayon. I don’t know why, it just looks tasty.

Have you tried any dogfood?

No, I think I have licked dry cat food before, but I didn’t have the guts to actually eat it. I almost went right now and ate a piece of cat food so that I could write about it, but yeah, I’m not in the mood. Maybe tomorrow.

What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?

Hmm… Two possibilities. First, I sprained my wrist really bad in 4th grade. I was riding my bike while pretending that it was an F-14 fighter jet in Top Gun. Anyways, I was talking to my wingman and somehow rode straight into a mailbox. My hand swelled up so much I couldn’t see the bones, tendons, and veins that you can usually see on the back of your hand.

The second possibility was in my junior year of High School. I was on the swim team, and we were practicing starts before a meet. Somehow there was a mix up and I jumped in on top of somebody else. His head hit me square in the sternum. He had a big bump on his head and I think there is a strong possibility that I had a hairline fracture of my sternum. I couldn’t get out of the pool normally for two weeks. It hurt too much to push down with my arms. I had to jump up out of the pool sideways and roll out like a walrus or seal.

Have you ever been to camp? If so, tell me about how lame it was.

I have been too two types of camp. The first was a day camp called the Moon Farm in the town where I grew up. This was an amazing place. It was just this big farm owned by the Moon family and like a hundred kids would go every day and you could ride horses, chase chickens, dig for fossils, and build forts. If you did something bad, you had to sit on the step. In retrospect, I can’t believe it was legal. I had a favorite horse at this camp named Pumpkin. I wanted my parents to buy me my own horse, but they didn’t. Obviously they didn’t love me. I also used to play on this giant hay stack, and I would come home covered in these little cuts. Taking a bath was so painful after that, but I did it all over again the next day.

The second camp I have been to was Camp Redcloud in the San Juan mountains of western Colorado. This is a beautiful part of the country, you should go there. I went to this camp as a school trip in 6th and 7th grades. We repelled, took canoes on a lake, hiked, and rode horses. A horse kicked me at this camp, but it was really my fault for standing right behind the horse. They don’t like that. We also played this game at night where we were supposed to rescue a hostage in the forest, and we got to sneak around in the woods on a mountain trying to avoid the hostage keepers and their flashlights. I wish I could play that game again, it was awesome. Apparently Camp Redcloud is now a Christian camp. This makes me sad, I don’t know why, it just does. It makes the camp seem less inclusive now or something. Can’t camp just be camp, why screw it up with all the God stuff. Actually I’d be okay with the God stuff, but there is this quote on their webpage where some kid says that the camp “put his faith on steroids”. That just rubs me the wrong way for some reason.  

Do you like Hot Cock Sauce?

Yes, but I’ve actually only tried it a few times. I love spicy food, but I’m intimidated by this sauce, because I can never remember what it taste like, and I’m always worried that it will screw up the flavor of whatever I’m eating. It does goes great with the Penne Rosa from Noodles though.