Not So FAQs!

by Marinka on January 1, 2008

So I decided to go all blog fancy shmancy, which to me means that I have a FAQ page.

Except I don’t have any Frequently Asked Questions, so in keeping with Truth in Labeling (not to be confused with Truth in Labia, brought to you by Not Sarah Palin), I decided to solicit questions in a recent blog post.

Here they are, along with my answers:

How much did you pay for that plate/bowl with breasts?

$25. American.

How did “clitoris” come up in conversation as work?

My friend John said, “What do you want to have for lunch today?” and I said, “I don’t know, pizza? By the way, how do you pronounce clitoris?” and he said “The accent’s on the first syllable.” And I said, “I think you’re right, but let’s double check.” And we did.

How did you meet Husbandrinka?

I met him at a party that mutual friends were hosting. We had one date and he immediately left for a six week business trip. I heartily recommend this dating pattern.

Which one of your kidrinkas is your favorite?

The answer to this question is available to Premium Blog Readers only. Sorry.

Who is your favorite Pokemon?

Turtwig. First of all, one of his powers in Razor Leaf, which I love. Second of all, he has leaves on top of his head, so he looks totally adorable. Third of all, he was my first favorite.

Why did you start blogging?

Because I am a huge attention whore. And I like keeping a sort-of-journal of things that go on in my life.

How in the world do you keep up with so many blogs? (no dishwasher to unload?? maid?? nanny??)

I do unload the dishwasher, but I have someone who helps me load it. And cleans the apartment. Because I’m bad at it. And I have blogs to read.

Do you let Husbandrinka read the blog?

I certainly let him, in the sense that I’ve emailed him a link and said things like, “hey, come read what I just wrote!” But he has no interest in it.

Which celebrity would you want to play you in the movie of your life? 

Ok, it’s not weird that I’ve totally thought this through like five years ago, right? I’m going to go with Laura Linney or Laura Dern. Or anyone else named Laura, apparently.

How did you decide where in your apartment to prominently display the fugly platter?

It is actually right behind me as I sit here blogging. Staring at my back and plotting against me, probably.

Are you as funny in real life as you are on your blog?

What? This is real life!

If you could be an Olypmic athlete what would be your event.

I think I’d be the one carrying the torch, and possibly setting the whole world on fire.

more questions and answers coming soon!

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