Five Questions, Roro Style

I’ve had these questions sitting in my inbox from roro for a few weeks now. I’m not going to say exactly how many weeks because it’s embarrassing. I expect there’s therapy available for people like me who are chronic email-not-reply-to-people (and a better name as well) but till I avail myself of that help… You’re all screwed. Sorry.

Anyway, the deal was, still is in fact, that I answer truthfully any five questions that roro saw fit to throw at me. In return, I get to ask five questions of anyone who steps up to the plate in the comments and volunteers for the torture fun. They in turn get to ask five questions of their volunteers and… You get the picture.

So here are the questions that arrived and here, *gulp* are my answers. All of which are hand-on-heart, swear-on-the-life-of-my-imaginary-pet-guinea-pig, abso-positively true. Ish.

1. Who would you most like to catch you dancing in your underwear?
Wow. Straight in with the big ones. You have to keep in mind here, the sight of me in my underwear is one that really should be reserved only for my worst enemies. As for me dancing in my underwear… Heaven help us, some things just don’t bear thinking about! OK. Sorry. I should be being serious about this, shouldn’t I?
Underwear. Me. Dancing.
Er, if I could get over the embarrassment, I’d opt for the RLO. Reasoning? Well, he only sees me as the slightly kooky admin at work who refuses to do his filing. If ever a sight was going to get him to see (and hopefully adore) the real totally kooky me, it would be me dancing in my underwear.

Oh dear god please say that never, EVER happens. At least not before a first date.

2. What’s your favourite Sunday dinner (aside, of course, from the Roast)?
My Mum’s beef and macaroni pie, with her blackcurrant cheesecake for afters. Mmmmmmmmmmm. Or my Dad’s griddled salmon with roast peppers. Or… To be true, I don’t eat Sunday dinner much. I’m not that much of a foodie. Lately, my absolute favourite meal has been a couple of hot buttered muffins. Dear god, I don’t know what Waitrose put in their English Muffins, but they are as addictive as crack. *drool*

3. You’re single and on the prowl. Someone comes over to you who you might not usually notice or be attracted to. They whisper a magical phrase to you and you SWOON. What did they say?
I’ve been thinking about this a LOT and I don’t think there is a single magical phrase guaranteed to get me swooning. To be highly unoriginal, a compliment is always good. Or you going try going the really corny route – go so unbelievably corny that I’m just forced to laugh and re-evaulate you. For me though, I’m thinking it’s more HOW they say it than WHAT they say. With some accents you’d have me at ‘hello’. And no I’m not saying which accents. A girl has to have some secrets.

4. What was (or will be) your proudest moment?
Graduating from Liverpool.
There were times, many many times, I didn’t think I would make it. I came this close to not finishing. So to walk across that stage, shake the Dean’s hand, to not fall over on the steps (which was a big thing for me!), and to sit back in that chair knowing I’d done it – and to get a First as well? No moment in my life has made me feel prouder to be me. There might be one or two in the future that could beat it but… We’re talking the biggies here: kids (medical miracles permitting), finding that significant other, discovering the cure for cancer, going into space. Short of them, I don’t think there could be many moments in my life that could make me feel prouder.

5. What’s the worst book you ever read?
The Da Vinci Code. There are other books that I just never finished, but the Da Vinci Code has the dubious pleasure of the worst book I’ve ever been stupid enough to read from cover to cover. Twice. Yes, twice, because I just couldn’t believe it was really that bad. I mean, it had all that hype about it, right? But truthfully, it is the most god-awful book I have ever had the misfortune to pollute my brain with. And there’s this whole other story involving the Psychotic Stick of Blonde Candyfloss and a missing copy of the book which, upon it’s return I ended up throwing in the bin, but I’ll save that for another time. I don’t think my blood pressure could stand recounting it again.

It was just a bad book.

And those are my five questions answered *breathes a sigh of relief*.
Any volunteers to be interviewed in return? Just say so in the comments.

Oh, and if you were wondering why there was no Roast this week, I was too busy playing on the beach. For some reason frostbitten toes just seemed like more fun ๐Ÿ˜€

31 thoughts on “Five Questions, Roro Style

  1. That is, of course, assuming that the questions I ask are worthwhile ๐Ÿ˜‰ Anyway, I am pondering suitable punishment questions as I type.

  2. I’m also up for it… I like answering questions! (And, ok, fine… I don’t have anything else to write about. ๐Ÿ™‚ )

  3. The Da Vinci Code is a MASTERWORK, Cas. Hahahahahaaa!!

    Thank you for answering my searing questions. It was worth the wait! And yes, underwear dancing will always lead to adoration – with the right person.

    I wish I had some of your mom’s cheesecake right now . . .

  4. I’ll probably regret saying this in about 30 seconds, but I’m willing to have a go. I’ve been thinking about adding a blog of sorts (mostly geeky computer graphics stuff) to my portfolio, so I guess I could open with that there.

  5. I’m game for it as well.

    And I agree with you!! The Da Vinci Code was an overhyped piece of crap. Ok it wasn’t a piece of crap because I read it before the hype. But it’s not at great as people cracked it up to be.

  6. The Da Vinci Code was bad whenever you read it.

    And please spill the Pyschotic Stick of Candy Floss / Da Vinci Code story – it’s just so funny! ๐Ÿ˜€

  7. Tee hee!

    They were good questions, and good (if a teensy bit evasive) answers ๐Ÿ™‚

    I’m game….

    And yeah- I finally read it. It’s trash. As a scholar and an archaeologist it made me so damn mad! Especially since the grail/bloodline/ Mary was a disciple thing is totally old hat, and any feminist worth her salt knows all about that particular bit of the re-write.

    Meh. I think that is what annoyed me most- that to most people, this was NEWS!

    grrr. I’m feeling particularly misanthropic today.

  8. Oh, I am totally up for being interviewed. Personal blogging is turning out to be quite difficult. Also, there is no roast, so I need a new time-user-upper today.

  9. Holy crap – do you guys know how hard it is to come up with five original questions, let alone 40?!

    OK, I’ll email them out to people as I get them. (A quick heads up, they’ll be coming to whatever email you use when you leave a comment. If that’s not a good email, then email me on cas.brightmeadow [at] with a better one ๐Ÿ™‚ )

    Anyone else whilst I’m in a masochistic mode?

  10. Like karmatosed said, you gone and started something now! Deal with it. ๐Ÿ˜›

    I think it’s cause we’re all regulars here (mostly) and we already know quite a bit about you. So we want to know what you want to know. Or something.

  11. Seconded, Jay- I think the questions Cas sets us will reveal interesting insights about HER, and yeild cool stuff on our own blogs ๐Ÿ™‚

    (Don’t let it put you off though Cas! The masochist in me can’t wait to see what you come up with….)

  12. They could be as obscure as… well, whatever. No one said they ALL have to be serious questions. ๐Ÿ™‚

  13. Can I just spill here how proud I am that I HAVEN’T read the Da Vinci Code even though someone actually gave me the book? I’d rather have nothing to read (and that’s a big deal in my world) than read that… As for the questions – I think I’ll wait for the next round ๐Ÿ˜‰

  14. Questions about pants – funnily enough, one lucky person might just be getting a question about pants ๐Ÿ˜‰

    Renee – just a warning, there might not be a second round! At least not from me.

    I’m at eight sets of questions. And this is gonna be hard. Some of you I know so well that I can’t think of anything new to ask (eek) and others I don’t know well enough to know how far I can push it… As I said. Fun. Anyone else up for the frolicks?

  15. LOL Abi! I’m intrigued how you sold it. And, more to the point, how pants came into a conversation with your boss?!

    OK, most of you should now have your questions. If you don’t, let me know. Abi and Neko, you’re questions should get to you tomorrow (Wednesday) evening. For some reason the pair of you are harder to ask questions for…

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  18. I think the magical swooning phrase would be something you hadnรขโ‚ฌโ„ขt thought of yourself.

    We were talking about a website/database/ecommerce thingy-ma-bob we’re working on and I said ‘That’s pants’ and he said ‘What?’ and then I explained it as something sub par.

  19. So long as they said that magical-swooning-phrase in one of two accents, they could be telling me that I had an arse the size of a small country and I’d still be theirs for half a pint and a packet of peanuts!

    Tee hee hee. I just love that I’m influencing how people speak. So cool ๐Ÿ˜€

    Oh – and everyone should have their questions now. Anyone else want to join in?

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  22. You’ll find I am quite stalkable as I practically OWN the name “peroty” on the internet. Save for a few Japaneses links that I can’t read. ๐Ÿ™‚

    Expect your answers soon. Probably tomorrow.

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