Alright, Maya and I have written a test of sorts for our maybe a little too dear friend Simone. It started out as a follow up interview but quickly morphed itself into a how well does she know us evaluation. She did remarkably, and frighteningly well. We're a little scared.
1. What would Maya not be caught dead in? (there are a couple of answers)
Umm.. Crop tops, maybe.... um. Crocs! Keens! i think i can still smell the stench from when we were eight.. Yeah, and maybe platform shoes.
Answer: Crocs and keens
2. What two fruits does Adair hate?
Blueberries and grapes
Answer: Blueberries and grapes
3. What is Maya doing tomorrow?
Nothing
Answer: Nothing
4. What is Adair's favorite book?
Fault in Our Stars
Answer: The Fault in Our Stars
5. What color are Maya's nails right now?
Greeny bluey?
Answer: Pink
6. What about Adair's?
Blue?
Answer: Blue
7. What are the names of Maya's cousins?
Isaac, Zoe... I remember her, and the other one... um... he's older? I don't know.
Answer: Isaac, Zoe, and Mitchell
8. How many aunts does Adair have?
Twenty-three? I don't know, Two? Yeah, I'm going to go with two.
Answer: Two
9. How many houses has Maya lived in since last summer? (lived in meaning over a week)
Like 6? hmm.. 5? yeah, I'll go with five.
Answer: Nine
10. Why is Adair embarrassed by her purple overnight bag?
Did you puke on it or something? Actually, I'm just gonna say it's ugly, but I don't know.
Answer: It was her diaper bag when she was a baby.
11. What is Maya's mom's old last name?
Ummm... I'm not sure. Danner?
Answer: Danner
12. What was Adair's first dog named?
Spot... uh.. Fido... Chloe? uhhh, yeah, I don't know.
Answer: Quila
13. What were Maya's cats named before they were Spencer and Gus?
Chief and poop. no, umm. Ummm what was it? Chief was Spencer? Wasn't gut like Firetruck or something? I don't know. I just know Chief.
Answer: Chief and Rookie
14. What are Adair's initials?
AAAAAAAAAAAK!! AAK gurl!
Answer: AAK
15. What are the three passions of Maya's alter ego?
Lawnmowers, fruit cakes, and cats.
Answer: Lawnmowers, fruitcakes, and cats.
16. What is the middle name of Adair's alter ego?
Loo or May? I can't remember
Answer: Adair's alter ego's full name is iZZyh May McFizzyh
Simone's final score: 11/16
We're scared
~ Adair
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Lethargy Liturgy
Today's post is brought to you by special guest blogger Simon, who was interviewed by Uncommon Nonsense in this post.
I walk my road at the snail's pace;
For slow and steady wins the race.
I will sleep on and not erase
The peace that we have made.
My comrades say not a sound,
Yet camaraderie abounds.
We lounge and enjoy all around
The peace that we have made.
The clouds drift slowly in the sky,
But they are less lazy than I.
If I did work, then sure would die
The peace that we have made.
Yet work approaches row by row.
I know that it is better though.
And I still yearn for long ago,
And the peace that we had made.
I walk my road at the snail's pace;
For slow and steady wins the race.
I will sleep on and not erase
The peace that we have made.
My comrades say not a sound,
Yet camaraderie abounds.
We lounge and enjoy all around
The peace that we have made.
The clouds drift slowly in the sky,
But they are less lazy than I.
If I did work, then sure would die
The peace that we have made.
Yet work approaches row by row.
I know that it is better though.
And I still yearn for long ago,
And the peace that we had made.
Friday, July 5, 2013
Writing
I'm rarely able
to write without watching myself as if from a great distance,
laughing at my pretension and thinking something along the lines of
"oh, now she's crumpling the paper and throwing it at the
ground. How original."
Almost all of my journal entries start with "I know this is
clichéd, but ..." and every poem I've ever written contains an
apology for how corny (or sappy or cheesy or trite) it is. I've read
so many compilations of terrible, cringe-worthy teen poetry and
stories that I'm unable to write my own
terrible, cringe-worthy poetry and stories. I'm overwhelmed by stage
fright. Sometimes it seems like a better option to just wait until
I'm in my twenties to start writing, because surely by then I'll be
able to write perfectly, skipping over this troublesome teenage phase
of unoriginality.
Even that isn't a fail-safe option, though. In Exploring Diabetes With Owls, David Sedaris describes the journals he kept in his twenties, saying:
It's poetry written by someone who's never read any poetry but seems to think its key is
lowercase letters
and lots of
empty
spaces.
That's basically my worst fear: not difficulty writing the poetry itself, necessarily, but finding it later and tearing it apart. I want to protect this little bit of myself - from myself. I imagine 30-year-old Maya coming upon her teenage notes, so important at the time, and laughing scornfully before throwing them away. Even worse, though, would be to find them and keep them, exclaiming over how cute and sweet and silly they are and shoving them in a scrapbook with some baby photos.
I'm fine writing about things I know (five paragraph essays, debate cases, and anything where I can quote other people), but things I have experienced or feel strongly about? Forget it. (I realize I cheated a little here because this post is something I have opinions about, but I also quoted David Sedaris. Oh well, rules are made to be broken.) (See? That's a cliché! I can't even help myself).
I guess I'm writing about writer's block, but somehow that description doesn't really seem to fit. I have ideas of things to write about, and I feel like I could write them, if I let myself. But I'm scared of caring too much, of writing passionately about opinions that will change with time. Scared of not being able to get my point across, and even more so, getting my point across and then my point seeming stupid in five years.
But the thing is - it probably will seem stupid in five years. People change (Simone wrote an awesome post about that here) and that's a good thing. It's still better to have something I don't believe anymore than to have nothing at all. Besides, maybe I need to write a hundred pages of bad poetry before I can write a single good sentence. There's only one way to find out.
~Maya
Even that isn't a fail-safe option, though. In Exploring Diabetes With Owls, David Sedaris describes the journals he kept in his twenties, saying:
It's poetry written by someone who's never read any poetry but seems to think its key is
lowercase letters
and lots of
empty
spaces.
That's basically my worst fear: not difficulty writing the poetry itself, necessarily, but finding it later and tearing it apart. I want to protect this little bit of myself - from myself. I imagine 30-year-old Maya coming upon her teenage notes, so important at the time, and laughing scornfully before throwing them away. Even worse, though, would be to find them and keep them, exclaiming over how cute and sweet and silly they are and shoving them in a scrapbook with some baby photos.
I'm fine writing about things I know (five paragraph essays, debate cases, and anything where I can quote other people), but things I have experienced or feel strongly about? Forget it. (I realize I cheated a little here because this post is something I have opinions about, but I also quoted David Sedaris. Oh well, rules are made to be broken.) (See? That's a cliché! I can't even help myself).
I guess I'm writing about writer's block, but somehow that description doesn't really seem to fit. I have ideas of things to write about, and I feel like I could write them, if I let myself. But I'm scared of caring too much, of writing passionately about opinions that will change with time. Scared of not being able to get my point across, and even more so, getting my point across and then my point seeming stupid in five years.
But the thing is - it probably will seem stupid in five years. People change (Simone wrote an awesome post about that here) and that's a good thing. It's still better to have something I don't believe anymore than to have nothing at all. Besides, maybe I need to write a hundred pages of bad poetry before I can write a single good sentence. There's only one way to find out.
~Maya
Thursday, July 4, 2013
Thursday: Interview!
Today, I have three very special guests I will be interviewing. Their names are ... (drumroll please!) ... Adair and Maya along with a fellow friend and writer Simon! I will be asking them 25 questions that start out average and end very ridiculous interview questions. Oh, and this is only called an interview for the sake of ease - this is more like a answer-twenty-five-weird-questions-really-fast-game. For each question, they have to answer the first thing that pops into their head, and you only have 30 seconds of time allotted to answer each question. Hope you enjoy!
1. S: What do a raven and a writing desk have in common?
A: I'm gonna say...many things.
S: They both see a lot of crap.
M: They both have legs. Unless the raven doesn't have legs.
2. S: Make up a tongue twister.
A: Little yellow lotion lamp!
S: Creepy cats crap caps.
M: Tongue twister twisting tongue tylenol twitter twisted ... twice. That's it!
3. S: Pick two celebrities to be your new parents.
4. S: What is one book everyone should read?
5. S: If you were a superhero what would your power and name be?
6. S: If you could meet one person who has died who would you choose?
7. S: One food you would never eat?
8. S: Pet peeves?
9. S: What you're most likely to do when your parents aren't home?
A: Dance around the house listening to crazy music and eat chips to my heart's content.
S. Just play piano.
M: Dance party! And just be really really loud and yell at the cats.
10. S: Is there a song you could list say is the theme song for your favorite book or any of the characters?
A: Only Exception by Paramore for Hazel Grace.
S. The Lord of the Rings theme song with...the bible. Yeah.
M: Whoa...um, Still Into You by Paramore reminds you of Why We Broke Up by Handler. Or F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X. reminds me of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
11. S: Favorite body part?
A: Eyelashes.
S. I don't know...eyes are nice. Or hands. No, feet.
M: Whoooaa! (cackles) I like people's...hands...or toes...no, eyes.
12. S: All of the sudden, you've developed virtuoso level guitar skills and every band in the world wants you to join. What band do you pick?
A: Paramore!
S. I'm starting my own band! They can join mine.
M: PARAMORE!! or Fun. NO Paramore.
13. S: Favorite youtube video ever?
14. S: If you were a giraffe, whose window would you stick your head in at 2 am?
15. S: If you could get rid of one state in the U.S., which would it be and why?
A: Indiana! (Last year, Maya attempted to move there. But we dragged her back.)
S. Probably Kansas.
M: Arkansas! Because it is the worst place to drive through ever! And the gas stations are gross! And because it's ugly!
16. S: What song best describes your work ethic?
A: Brahm's lullaby....
S. At church, we have this one hymn that's called "Here Comes the Ox Ride...." (sings deathly slow, deep song)
M: Take a Walk by Passion Pit! Because when I'm working I want to just go on a walk instead.
17. S: If you could invite any 5 people to dinner who would you choose?
18. S: If you could be anyone else, who would it be?
A: Somebody with a British accent.
S. One of my good friends. Because we're already, like, evil twins.
M: Ooooo! Maybe Hayley Williams. Maybe.
19. S: Sell me this glass of water.
A: Would you like it half empty or half full?
S. It's the quenchiest!
M: Ok, this is a refreshing elixer that looks like it could be vodka but is a lot better for you! And it's clear and delicious and you can put colors in it (but that's a little weird!) and you can have it for the low low price of $99!
20. S: Say you are dead — what would your eulogy say about you?
21. S: If you were a salad, what kind of dressing would you have?
A: A thousand island dressing. I don't know what it tastes like, I've never had it before...it just sounds good.
S. Poison sauce.
M: Ranch! Because, imagine swimming in ranch....
22. S: Please spell appoggiatura.
A: O-p-p-p-a-g-h-s-h-i-t-o-o-r-u-h
S: A-p-p-o-e-a-u-g-h-x-d-g-e-t-o-r-e-u-h-x.
M: What?! A-p-o-s-h-i-t-e-r-a!
23. S: Describe yourself in three words.
A: Moose, llama, duck
S: Calculating, evasive, deceptive
M: Crazy, insane, and...crazy
24. S: If you were shrunk to the size of a pencil and put in a blender, how would you get out?
A: Ermm...stop imagining!
S: Pureed.
M: I think that I would hold on really tight to the blades and get spun around and then, like, the friction from my feet would spin me out. Obviously.
25. S: A penguin walks through that door right now wearing a sombrero. What does he say and why is he here?
A: He's the penguin from Happy Feet on a vacation. In Mexico. And he says "adios, amigos!"
S: He's here because we forgot to invite him, and he doesn't say anything. He's a mute penguin.
M: He's here because of global warming and there is no more ice to live on and he would like an oreo because the oreo is his long lost cousin. And he says "smile and wave, boys!" like from Madagascar.
~Simone
P.S. Special thanks to Simon for being part of this interview!
P.P.S. Maya wants to have me note her apology for being such a weird human being.
*NOT the real name.
1. S: What do a raven and a writing desk have in common?
A: I'm gonna say...many things.
S: They both see a lot of crap.
M: They both have legs. Unless the raven doesn't have legs.
2. S: Make up a tongue twister.
A: Little yellow lotion lamp!
S: Creepy cats crap caps.
M: Tongue twister twisting tongue tylenol twitter twisted ... twice. That's it!
3. S: Pick two celebrities to be your new parents.
A: Honey Boo Boo and...yeah single mom.
S: Lindsey Stirling and J. K. Rowling.
M: Jennifer Lawrence and...that's it. I can have a single mom.S: Lindsey Stirling and J. K. Rowling.
4. S: What is one book everyone should read?
A: Either The Book Thief by Zusak or the Fault in our Stars by John Green.
S: Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Stevenson.
M: The Book Thief by Zusak.S: Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Stevenson.
5. S: If you were a superhero what would your power and name be?
A: I would be able to boil water without having to wait for it! I would Water Woman!
S: That I could teleport to a timeless version of this world with no people. Superintrovert!
M: I would be the person with the ability to turn cats into people and people into cats and I would be named Minerva. No, Super Minerva! No Minerva the Super!S: That I could teleport to a timeless version of this world with no people. Superintrovert!
6. S: If you could meet one person who has died who would you choose?
A: Simone! (pretends to shoot me)
S: Mark Twain.
M: Anne Frank. S: Mark Twain.
7. S: One food you would never eat?
A: Fried cat tail.
S: Vampire tonsils.
M: Sardines.S: Vampire tonsils.
8. S: Pet peeves?
A: When people leave the toilet paper so it goes backwards instead of forwards!!
S: I have two pet peeves: their names are Nathan and Truman. (His younger brothers.)
M: People who chew really loudly! And people that spit gum out on the sidewalk! And people who annoy me! S: I have two pet peeves: their names are Nathan and Truman. (His younger brothers.)
9. S: What you're most likely to do when your parents aren't home?
A: Dance around the house listening to crazy music and eat chips to my heart's content.
S. Just play piano.
M: Dance party! And just be really really loud and yell at the cats.
10. S: Is there a song you could list say is the theme song for your favorite book or any of the characters?
A: Only Exception by Paramore for Hazel Grace.
S. The Lord of the Rings theme song with...the bible. Yeah.
M: Whoa...um, Still Into You by Paramore reminds you of Why We Broke Up by Handler. Or F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X. reminds me of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
11. S: Favorite body part?
A: Eyelashes.
S. I don't know...eyes are nice. Or hands. No, feet.
M: Whoooaa! (cackles) I like people's...hands...or toes...no, eyes.
12. S: All of the sudden, you've developed virtuoso level guitar skills and every band in the world wants you to join. What band do you pick?
A: Paramore!
S. I'm starting my own band! They can join mine.
M: PARAMORE!! or Fun. NO Paramore.
13. S: Favorite youtube video ever?
A: How To Be a Bad....Rap...Artist*. By Tyler Oakley.
S. The Adventures of Little Cthulhu
M: Anything by Joey Graceffa. Or Danisnotonfire.S. The Adventures of Little Cthulhu
14. S: If you were a giraffe, whose window would you stick your head in at 2 am?
A: Ummm! Yours!
S. Probably Obama.
M: Wow. Um...Liam Hemsworth.S. Probably Obama.
15. S: If you could get rid of one state in the U.S., which would it be and why?
A: Indiana! (Last year, Maya attempted to move there. But we dragged her back.)
S. Probably Kansas.
M: Arkansas! Because it is the worst place to drive through ever! And the gas stations are gross! And because it's ugly!
16. S: What song best describes your work ethic?
A: Brahm's lullaby....
S. At church, we have this one hymn that's called "Here Comes the Ox Ride...." (sings deathly slow, deep song)
M: Take a Walk by Passion Pit! Because when I'm working I want to just go on a walk instead.
17. S: If you could invite any 5 people to dinner who would you choose?
A: Obama, the Queen, my cat, Grace Helbig, and Joey Graceffa.
S. The bunnies of Watership Down, people from A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, from the Iliad and the Odyssey, and Adair's cat.
M: J.K. Rowling, Jennifer Lawrence, Joey Graceffa, Shakespeare, and David Sedaris.S. The bunnies of Watership Down, people from A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, from the Iliad and the Odyssey, and Adair's cat.
18. S: If you could be anyone else, who would it be?
A: Somebody with a British accent.
S. One of my good friends. Because we're already, like, evil twins.
M: Ooooo! Maybe Hayley Williams. Maybe.
19. S: Sell me this glass of water.
A: Would you like it half empty or half full?
S. It's the quenchiest!
M: Ok, this is a refreshing elixer that looks like it could be vodka but is a lot better for you! And it's clear and delicious and you can put colors in it (but that's a little weird!) and you can have it for the low low price of $99!
20. S: Say you are dead — what would your eulogy say about you?
A: That she loved her cat very much.
S.I wouldn't really care..because I would be dead.
M: The eulogy from the Fault in our Stars. Isaac's. That was the saddest thing in the world.S.I wouldn't really care..because I would be dead.
21. S: If you were a salad, what kind of dressing would you have?
A: A thousand island dressing. I don't know what it tastes like, I've never had it before...it just sounds good.
S. Poison sauce.
M: Ranch! Because, imagine swimming in ranch....
22. S: Please spell appoggiatura.
A: O-p-p-p-a-g-h-s-h-i-t-o-o-r-u-h
S: A-p-p-o-e-a-u-g-h-x-d-g-e-t-o-r-e-u-h-x.
M: What?! A-p-o-s-h-i-t-e-r-a!
23. S: Describe yourself in three words.
A: Moose, llama, duck
S: Calculating, evasive, deceptive
M: Crazy, insane, and...crazy
24. S: If you were shrunk to the size of a pencil and put in a blender, how would you get out?
A: Ermm...stop imagining!
S: Pureed.
M: I think that I would hold on really tight to the blades and get spun around and then, like, the friction from my feet would spin me out. Obviously.
25. S: A penguin walks through that door right now wearing a sombrero. What does he say and why is he here?
A: He's the penguin from Happy Feet on a vacation. In Mexico. And he says "adios, amigos!"
S: He's here because we forgot to invite him, and he doesn't say anything. He's a mute penguin.
M: He's here because of global warming and there is no more ice to live on and he would like an oreo because the oreo is his long lost cousin. And he says "smile and wave, boys!" like from Madagascar.
~Simone
P.S. Special thanks to Simon for being part of this interview!
P.P.S. Maya wants to have me note her apology for being such a weird human being.
*NOT the real name.
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Three Trends
Being an avid (addicted) pinterester, I've been noticing a couple trends that have been pasting themselves to everyone's (my) boards lately. The first one, high wasted shorts, is my personal favorite. I think they're much more comfortable than regular short shorts, and make it possible to wear a crop top without showing your entire midriff to the world. My usual solution to the crop top dilemma is to wear a plane old cami underneath, but when it's 105 degrees in the shade, the closer you are to naked, the better. So yeah! High-wasted shorts? Awesome.
Trend number two is one I'm not so sure about. Sometimes it can be awesome. The rest of the time it's just like woah! Frankenstein shoe! Know what I'm talking about? Yup, it's the sneakery-heeled-brightly-colored-crazy-and-ocasionally-studded-but-not-really-having-a-name-shoe. Here's a pic guys.
You've probably seen this type of thing before, and as I've said, I'm not sure what I think about it. I enjoy the concept of this trend, but would never actually wear myself. This is also one of those things that well done, can be really awesome (see the picture below), and other times makes me want to throw up a little (see the picture above). So yeah. Like all other trends, it will pass, and I don't think I'll be all that sad to see it go.
Alright guys, the final trend. In my opinion, this one has already come and gone, but I still wanted to talk about it. GALAXY PRINT. Love it? Hate it? Still not really sure? I tend to think about it in the way I think about the heeled sneakers; sometimes it's awesome, sometimes it's just... really really not. But I've noticed a rule of sorts, and that is that galaxy print is good in small amounts; when you're plastered in swirls of blue and purple, we have a problem. Shoes? Amazing. Bags? Awesome. Shorts? Great. Shirts? Good. Tights? Uh. Please don't. Yeah.
Alright, so that's my opinion on a couple current trends, do with it what you will.
~Adair
P.S. Let me know if you want more fashion related posts!
~Adair
P.S. Let me know if you want more fashion related posts!
Monday, July 1, 2013
Those phases you go through as a teenager
At some time in your teenage life, it's guaranteed that you are going to have a day where you look in the mirror and realize all the sudden the person you are today isn't who you want to be. It's guaranteed there are going to be a lot of those days. It's not necessarily that you don't like the person you are today, it's just that you see that you are not what exactly you want to be. On some days, it's just because you kinda want new clothes and a new look to try just for a day. But on other days, the scarier days, you get to thinking and the person that you were last year and all they wanted to be doesn't tally up at all with who you want to be now. You see that your interests are different and they way you talk or think and your hair and clothes and makeup just aren't right anymore, whether you've already changed or you just want to. You realize all of your facebook posts and your pins and the books and movies and music that you used to love just aren't quite right for you anymore. It sticks with you - you feel a little strange, but nothing really makes you scared until that day someone sits you down to show you something they think you'll love and you know that you, last year, would have absolutely loved it, but now you really do not. And it's really scary and for a minute you feel like you don't even know who you are anymore. You might cry or get mad or feel out of place and question a little everything that you love. But the thing is, it's okay to come to terms with the fact that you are a different person than last year. Embrace the change, while only changing as quickly or as much as you are comfortable with. We don't all have to be Taylor Momsen. Just realize that it's ok for your interests and style and self in general to be a little different. Don't freak out, learn how to bring what you love into your life, no matter who exactly you are at the time. I've been having a little bit of a crisis like this recently, but here's what I've kind of learned: going through these random transformations when you are a teenager is not exactly finding who you are - it's finding the pieces of who you are that will stick with you no matter the phase.
~Simone
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