The screaming...oh, the screaming

Before I get to John's tag response (I feel so special to have been tagged by a Bloggie-nominated writer, no less!), I have to say...

YEAH BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now, any Bruin worth her salt knows exactly what I'm talking about, but let me explain.

First, WE WON TONIGHT, meaning we advance to the Elite Eight.

That should sound exciting in itself, but (and I know I'm losing some of you here, but humor my enthusiasm at least), at one point this evening we were down by ALMOST 20 POINTS. Or something close to that. As a matter of fact, is was SOOO bad, that I started reading a magazine.

The words, "You know, there's something to be said for losing by so much. At least I'm not nervous about the outcome" ACTUALLY CAME FROM THESE TRUE BLUE LIPS.

I am ASHAMED.

For my gutty little Bruins came ALL THE WAY BACK AND WON IN THE LAST FEW SECONDS. (Shades of Tyus Edney's last second shot in '95 I tell ya'...DOES ANYONE KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT? No? Oh well...then watch this and tell me YOU wouldn't have been excited!)

My throat is raw from the screaming. My sore foot that I've been hobbling on all day from a crazy injury earlier in the week...I JUMPED UP AND DOWN ON IT.

It ain't called March Madness for nuthin'!

The price you pay for supporting your team.

(I must also now mention, in a highly jarring segue that there is various reproductive-type news on the horizon as well (don't get your hopes up there...we just saw the high risk guy is all) and when I'm ready to talk about it at length...and I do mean length...I'll devote a future blog to our decisions on that topic as well. Frankly, we haven't even made our final decisions, so that's the main reason for the hold up.)

Now back to your regularly scheduled meme...

Black and White or Color; how do you prefer your movies?

Depends on the movie. I mean really, can you imagine "Casablanca" in color?

And "Good Night and Good Luck" is an excellent example how a modern film can still employ the effects only black and white can produce.

Criminy, I sound like some kind of film school snob.

(A post script...I just went back and read John's comments and two other people mentioned the same examples...I SWEAR I didn't know that!)

What is the one single subject that bores you to near-death?

Anything dry, numbers-driven and monotonous. Like Accounting. Or Statistics.

Thus my perfect fit of a job in Banking.

MP3s, CDs, Tapes or Records: what is your favorite medium for prerecorded music?

I can't tell you how much I cherish my old LP's, but I have nothing to play them on. I love the feeling of holding a big honkin' album in my hand...studying the artwork, reading the lyrics. It reminds me so much of the hours spent as a kid...lying on the carpet next to the stereo console...singing along and getting lost in the music.

But for the grown up me...I guess CDs. They work in my car. (Can you tell what a sophisticated audiophile I am?)

You are handed one first class trip plane ticket to anywhere in the world and ten million dollars cash. All of this is yours provided that you leave and not tell anyone where you are going. Ever. This includes family, friends, everyone. Would you take the money and ticket and run?

Nope. If I can't take my husband, I'm not going anywhere.

But if they gave me TWO...that would be pretty tempting.

Seriously, what do you consider the world's most pressing issue now?

It's a toss up between poverty (and all that encompasses) and war. I think that given our resources, there's no excuse for either.

Oh crap. Then there's AIDS. And discrimination. And the imminent fight to keep Roe v. Wade legal.

I'm depressed now.

How would you rectify the world's most pressing issue?

I am quite honestly the least politically savvy person you'll meet, so I'm afraid of coming off like an idiot. But I know enough to vote. And to express my opinion about what really matters to me.

You are given the chance to go back and change one thing in your life; what would that be?

This is SO easy. I was just telling Mr. Blogger about this last night!

I would love nothing more than to go back to my 5'3 135lb self in 10th grade and say, YOU'RE FINE. DON'T START THAT FIRST DIET.

Because I thought I was such a monstrously fat, disgusting piece of crap, I ended up with a lifetime of eating disorders and a seriously fucked up metabolism. Had I just stayed the PERFECTLY CUTE person I was, I'd be in such a better place physically AND mentally.

I kick myself for it EVERY SINGLE DAY.

You are given the chance to go back and change one event in world history, what would that be?

Make Mrs. Hitler have an abortion.

A night at the opera or a night at the Grand Ole' Opry? Which do you choose?

Are you kidding me? I have a best friend who is a bona fide world-renowned opera star and I hate country music. No contest.

What is the one great unsolved crime of all time you'd like to solve?

Who killed Jon-Benet? It hurts me too much to think it was her parents. But if it talks like a duck and walks like a duck...

One famous author can come to dinner with you. Who would that be, and what would you serve for the meal?

I just saw a biography on F. Scott Fitzgerald and it made me want to be Zelda. Yeah, I know. Besides all the madness and infidelity and stuff. I still love him as a writer.

Plus, you'd only have to serve them alcohol. No food required.

You discover that John Lennon was right, that there is no hell below us, and above us there is only sky. What's the first immoral thing you might do to celebrate this fact?

Well I'm sure my husband would love me to say have sex in public.