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Musings East of the River




To Get Inside This Head Of Mine Would Take a Monkey Wrench & A Lot Of Wine

I actually wrote this as a note on FB two years ago. But I thought to revive it after watching a mini marathon of Inside The Actors Studio today… a show that I LOOOOOOOVE. 

Here goes…..

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Maybe in a past life I was an actress, maybe in the next one I’ll be one. For now I’m a writer, that is up at 2am reading through her life in written hard bound journals and the virtual pages of online journals/blogs/diaries (whatever you wanna call them) - studying them to find clues to my next move in life.


If you know where to look it’s all there. My growth as a human.

Still I can’t shake this notion of being a beautifully creative bohemian freak. Perhaps a “komplex phemale” and maybe not so transparent. 

In my studies for the night.. I stumbled on a passage. In light of my love for James Lipton and his show “Inside the Actor’s Studio” I found a journal entry in which I asked myself those same damn questions Lipton asks of his guests 

Questions found here - (http://senselist.com/2006/09/06/the-questionnaires-of-james-lipton-bernard-pivot-and-marcel-proust/)

For your reading enjoyment (and mine) My inner Lipton getting to know me.. the Mahoganie Jade simply known in reality as Tiffany Elaine….you know the last name…

What is your favorite word?

Supercalifragilisticxpealadocious. I don’t use this often in regular conversation, but I think of the word a lot and sometimes shout it out at the most dumbest and non-opportune times. 

What is your least favorite word?

Nigger/Nigga. I hate it with a passion. I try not to listen to songs with the word plastered all over it.

What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally? 

Creatively music moves me, especially when the lyrics, vocals and beat coexist in perfect harmony. 
I’m Spiritually moved when I’m actually a part of or can witness first hand the “wonders” of God. When my soul is stirred, the tears flow uncontrollably and all I can do is have a private moment with God.
Emotionally I’m moved when anything touches my soul to its core and brings out a hidden passion or feeling for something or someone that I NEVER known. 

What turns you off? 

Immaturity, especially when the person is of age…especially when it is he said/she said nonsense. 

What is your favorite curse word? 

Fuck! It’s such a strong word, especially when you include it with another word to make it a compound. Fuck is that emphasis to your point. It’s the end all and be all. 

What sound or noise do you love? 

My daughter’s laughter. I think it’s the most the precious thing ever. Plus a child’s laughter can come right on time. You can be in the middle of a frustrating moment and here comes this innocent child with their giggles and grin. It’s a reminder of how not to take life so seriously.

What sound or noise do you hate?

Honestly, the sound of the telephone, especially when I’m in the middle of writing. The sound of the house phone is unnerving to me for some reason. My cell phone not so much but in a public place and if every cell phone seems like they are going off on the same time.. I’m irritated. 

What profession other than your own would you like to attempt? 

Running a restuarant/lounge… a jazz/poetry spot. How bohemian is that? For what it’s worth I think Bus Boys and Poets has the right formula. (Edit - Add DJ as well. Not radio/on air personality. Think Beverly Bond, Sam “The Man” Burns, Ben Watt, etc.)

What profession would you not like to do?

Meter Maid. Ironically, a year or two ago I did a whole blog entry on why I didn’t want to be a meter maid based on my ticketing experience I had that day. If I find it in my old files I may repost here. 

If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates? 

Honestly I don’t know if there will be any words to say. Just a look of love on His face and his arms open wide. That’s all I need… all I want. 


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