Lit*er*al*ly, Ororo #40
Questions #481-495
Welcome to the 40th issue of Lit*er*al*ly, Ororo, a weekly blog by me, Ororo Munroe, speaking my truth inspired by the 3000 Questions About Me journal. I mean, it’s a personal blog. And since I’ll be sharing all my personal bits, why not do so in the not-so-typical form of questions? Thanks for reading. Participation is encouraged.
481. What do you think of the vagabond lifestyle?
I could do it if it meant living in one place at a time for, like, 6 months. I think having to move more often than that would be tiring.
482. What three things would you leave in a time capsule for people to open in 50 years?
My phone (Google Pixel), my iPod, and my mini-iPad. I think it’ll be interesting to see what technology looks like in 50 years. This question reminds me of that movie, The Mortal Engines, where toward the beginning of it, the male MC is seen noshing on a Twinkie. I laughed when I saw that because how appropriate that a processed food like that makes it into the far future of a movie like this. LOL
483. Would you raise your kids the way your parents raised you?
If I’d had kids, I think it would be 80/20. 20 being the way my parents raised me and 80 the way my niece and her BF are raising their son (Montessori-style). By the time he reaches preschool—or even kindergarten—he’s going to be trilingual (English, Spanish, and ASL). He’s SO smart, loves being outdoors, and loves building things. Both of his parents are entrepreneurial, so I know they’re going to teach him that selling his soul to The Man is not the way to go.
My parents are OG. They believe that going to school, getting a degree, working, and retiring from a Corporate Hell Job and buying a house is the American Dream. My niece went to a charter school when she was in high school, and I really wish those had been around when my sister and I were in school because they nurture the creative side. College degrees don’t mean jack shit these days, and the paper the diploma is printed on might as well be Monopoly money. Gen Z is saying FUCK YOU to the man, making more money than their parents by starting their own businesses. My parents supported our dreams, they didn’t encourage entrepreneurism.
484. Does time heal all wounds—or is that just a saying?
I think time heals certain wounds, not all of them.
485. Do you ever watch movies with subtitles?
Yes, but I find it distracting. It makes it hard to enjoy the movie while you’re reading. Which is why I prefer English dubbing. But sometimes, that’s not great, either. LOL Like the voice actors are trying too hard to emote or something and it starts to come across as fake.
486. If you were in a band, what instrument/role would you play?
Electric violin. In an all-girl band similar to Apocalyptica, but we cover songs by Linkin Park instead of Metallica. Band name suggestions encouraged.
487. What is your perfect birthday cake?
Red velvet cake in the shape of a daisy.
488. Fill in the blank: Working ______hours a week is too much for me.
40. It’s what I work now and I fucking hate it. I want to work a 4-day work week. A long time ago, in a land far, far away, I used to work the graveyard shift as a data entry clerk processing medical claims. It was a 4-10’s kind of shift, 4pm-2am, Mon-Thurs. I’d love something like that again because I’m a TOTAL night owl.
489. What is the weirdest food combination craving you’ve ever had?
Cottage cheese and pork’n’beans. I don’t crave it, but I must’ve eaten this in preschool (or someplace where they fed you and food touched each other) and liked the combo because it followed me into adulthood. LOL I still eat it to this day.
490. Have you ever had to make a big decision without enough information? What did you do?
No. Never happen. I can’t imagine doing this without talking to someone first. Sis is a research hound, so she would be the one to do a deep dive and be like, “If you’re sure you want to do this, here are the facts.” LOL
491. If you were having lunch with the Queen of England, what would you talk to her about?
If she was still alive, I wouldn’t have lunch with her because I’m not interested in royalty. Never have been, never will be. I’d rather have a conversation with someone like Nelson Mandela, Malcolm X, MLK, or Harriet Tubman.
492. What reoccurring lie did you always tell your parents or teachers?
I can tell you that it wouldn’t be a reoccurring lie. LOL Why tell the same lie over and over again? It loses its effectiveness the first time you use it, so you can’t keep using it. It’s part of Lying 101. Chapter 1, page 1, paragraph 2. LOL
493. Do you still watch cartoons? If so, which one/s?
Not anymore. And even though I used to watch Archer, Bob’s Burgers, American Dad, and Family Guy, I don’t consider those cartoons. Some of the ones I watched don’t exist anymore. I say some, because a couple of them (He-Man, She-Ra) have been rebooted.
494. What is the worst thing about your specific gender?
Oh, let’s not kid around here. We females can be straight up evil. We’re petty, catty, judgmental, vengeful, and jealous creatures.
495. Have you ever made a homemade gift for someone? If so, what was it?
When I was younger, I probably made something for my Mom. As we all must’ve done at a young age. As an adult? Not so much.
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I told this consistent lie to my violin teacher that I should not be proud of, yet I am because I pulled it off haha: I pretty much told her every week that I had practiced at least five times a week for twenty minutes when actually, I practiced right before our lesson. She never caught me, and I'm always shocked by that ha. Of course, I did practice when it really mattered (i.e., for recitals and such).
So good to have you back, Ororo. Just remember: Time wounds all heels.
Back when I was a punky teen, I'd tell my mom we were all going to hang out at Chuck E. Cheese, when we would actually go dancing at the roller-rink-turned-dance-club and dance and drink and have a grand ol' time. Now, that's some level of denial, because did she really believe her clad-in-black, Bowie-and-Bauhaus-listening daughter would be caught dead in an arcade with pizza and rug rats? We all make our choices. But, sometimes, when you stumble across a good fib, it's best to stick with it. LOL. xo