While my brother and I were on the road from Seattle to Baltimore last week, Andrew D. of 1001 Movies I (Apparently) MUST See Before I Die blessed me with the Liebster Blog Award.
Thank you, Andrew!
I've been following Andrew's blog for quite a while now—since 2009, he's been watching his way through Stephen Jay Schneider's bossy tome 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die, and writing his own reviews of these don't-expire-without-having-seen-them classics. Quite a project.
Anyway, the Liebster Blog Award has over the years become something of a project in and of itself—now requiring the recipient to divulge eleven random facts about him- or herself, answer eleven questions, make up eleven more questions and choose eleven more worthy winners. Jeepers! Somebody must have been a fan of This is Spinal Tap—everything goes up to eleven.
It's too much, really, and three is a much more pleasant number anyway, I think. So I hereby decree that from now on thou shall count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out!
Three random facts gleaned from my trip across America:
1. I meticulously researched every aspect of the drive from Seattle to Baltimore—routes, hotels, restaurants, sites of interest—yet somehow forgot to note the departure time of my flight out, arriving at the airport only minutes before the plane took off.
2. Mt. Rushmore is even more spectacular than advertised. Also, if George Washington's nose is twenty-one feet long, can you imagine how much Martha Washington must have enjoyed the rest of him—the father of our country indeed!
3. Wall Drug—which, if you've ever driven through that part of the country you have no doubt heard of—is so chock full floor to ceiling with cheap souvenirs, it is, as my brother put it, like being trapped in the bottom of an arcade claw machine.
And now to answer three of the eleven questions from Andrew D.:
6. You're going to be stranded on a deserted island and can take along five movies...what are they?
Dvds on boat building, survival skills, basic first aid, edible wild plants, and Casablanca (on Blu-Ray, of course).
8. Why do you blog about movies?
Mister Muleboy made me do it.
10. How big is your DVD collection?
Bigger than George Washington's, that's for sure! Around 800, I think.
(To read all eleven questions, click here.)
And now for three questions of my own—and in lieu of choosing three Liebster Award winners, I'll just direct them to specific people (but anyone may answer):
1.(For Erik Beck, Jerry Dean Roberts, Little Golden Guy, Jon Mullich, Louis Morgan, Stinky Lulu, Matt, Oscar Nerd, Boudu, Sage Slowdive, Fritz, Danny Perry, and anybody else in the alternate Oscar biz) Which Oscar first made you realize the Academy didn't know what it was doing?
2. (For my brother Tom, Mister Muleboy, Who Am Us Anyway, Infinite Fool, the Happy Goat Band, Mister Pleasant, Power Pop, Bobby Bare Jr., and everybody else who listens to music) What one song best expresses who you are as a music fan?
3. (For Carole & Co., Rosalind Russell: Dazzling Star, the Louise Brooks Society, VKMfanHuey, Molly Brown, and everybody else who has devoted him- or herself to a classic film actress) What made you fall in love with the actress you blog about?
That's it. Have at it.
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4 comments:
I know what it is to be sad. Someone's already claimed She Said, She Said.
Of course I know you know this is a paralyzing question for those for whom music matters perhaps a bit too much.
So I won't answer it, although I am flattered to be asked.
But I will give up the song that has most haunted me for the past 6 months or so since I heard a local guy try it and succeed wonderfully at it at an Open Mike kind of thing, and I hope that will do. It's one of the very handful of songs to which i learned the lyrics without trying after just 1 or maybe 2 listens, and that'd be the song with the stunning, raise the hackles on the back of my neck line, :The desert’s quiet and Cleveland’s cold."
Here's your answer regarding Lombard:
http://carole-and-co.livejournal.com/594644.html
nice post
that rabbit's got a mean streak a mile wide!
The Cary Grant photo from North by Northwest is exactly how I envisioned your trip to the airport by the way.
I think a clip from the Blues Brothers racing towards Chicago in the wee hours on the morning would sum up our trip nicely in pictures.
"We just got a new tank of gas even though we filled up less than 100 miles ago, a wheel bearing that could go out at any minute, its at least 100 miles to the next exit, and we're wearing sunglasses" - "hit it"
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