Have you ever broken a bone?
Yep.
I fell off stage during an improv skit and broke my elbow on the concrete floor. I guess i decided to run with a completely different take on the whole “break a leg” thing. 🤷♀️
Have you ever broken a bone?
Yep.
I fell off stage during an improv skit and broke my elbow on the concrete floor. I guess i decided to run with a completely different take on the whole “break a leg” thing. 🤷♀️
What sacrifices have you made in life?
Holy loaded question, batman!
Seriously, how the hell is any normal person supposed to answer this? Granted, they’re not always life and death type sacrifices, but we all make sacrifices. Every day.
You sacrifice a few hours of sleep for chatting too late with someone you’ve been missing. You sacrifice going out to dinner to stay home and polish that big proposal for work. You sacrifice the decadence of your favorite desert in favor of losing that last 5lbs. You sacrifice your time, your desires, your energy/attention – all depending on what matters most to you in that moment.
And that’s not even considering the big sacrifices – the life altering ones. I think this question should be a little more specific, like asking about what big things you sacrificed in the past year. Just sayin. 😉
When i was a kid, my dad told me that my favorite candy – the soft caramel bullseyes with the cream center – were essentially just melted sugar with a thick cream frosting in the middle. Which is, for all intents and purposes, true.
So, i took some sugar, heated it up, and poured the bubbly goodness into an ice cube tray, figuring i’d fill them with frosting when they had firmed up some.
And firm up, they did. Into rock solid, glass-like chunks of mildly burnt sugar.
I was devastated. And I couldn’t even say why because then i’d have to explain what happened to the ice cube tray, and relive the heartbreak in the process.
Any mention of the need for a candy thermometer would have spared me this suffering, since we didn’t have one.
Details matter.
What’s the oldest things you’re wearing today?
My tattoos. 😝
I seriously wonder – from a functional and design standpoint – why do bras exist? Everything ever invented had a point, an intended purpose. A problem that the invention would solve. What problem, then, do these fabric boa constrictors solve?
Have you ever noticed that some combinations of numbers have a sound or rhythm to them?
(yes, this counts, because i haven’t been to bed yet, so as far as i’m concerned, today is the 16th!)
Which is bigger – a shit ton or a fuck ton?
When was the last time you interrogated a question?
Are there any animals in the world who are aware of their own mortality the way that humans are?
ok, abort mission! Today’s random thought will be another random day!!
Side note – when i went to type the title of this, i started typing the date the way i do when saving files for work. Dude, wtf? 😆