One. Gumbo or bisque? Bisque. Because lobster and butternut squash.
Two. Hallmark or American Greetings? Hallmark. Because I care enough to send the very best.
Three. Photoshop: Yes or no? No. Because it’s not easy.
Four. Boutique or resale shops? Boutique. Because I prefer new clothes to hand-me-downs.
Five. Infinity or olympic swimming pool? Olympic. Because I’d want to get a good workout rather than a soak.
Six. Polish or Italian sausage? Italian. Because it sounds better.
Seven. Five minute writing prompt: Foil. So in the past couple of weeks, my father has been diagnosed with heart and kidney failure and cannot get the proper care he needs to prolong his life because of COVID-19 and the measures hospitals have taken to protect their current patients and staff. I have whittled my expenses to half of what they once were. I have spent the majority of the past week at the store room, whittling my belongings and relocating them from a ten by fifteen unit to a ten by ten because it costs half the price to have a room two-thirds the size, and I knew I was wasting money on the larger unit, but I hadn’t wanted to jack with moving the crap because I knew it would suck, and it did, especially because the county in which I reside is now on lockdown because of the virus… I’d thought I’d have until the thirty-first, but no… It had to be finished yesterday, and I miraculously managed to find a few souls who were strong and courageous enough to help me. And then on the way home I got a flat tire. This month has SUCKED. Foiled again.
Eight. After work, a woman boards the train she usually takes home. Her car is almost empty, which strikes her as a bit strange — it is six o’clock in the afternoon, well into rush hour. She shrugs it off to luck and and sets to reading her book.
When the train makes its first stop, however, the woman realizes something is wrong. The stop is not one with which she is familiar — or indeed that should exist in reality at all.
Because the first stop is the actually the only stop — the banks of the River Styx, and Charon awaits in his canoe with an outstretched hand for the quarters needed to pass into hell. She has none. But she cannot stay on the train. The conductor drags her from her seat and boots her onto the ground — her book and bag fly after her, then vanish. She is the last to leave. The train vanishes. She watches as the others board the ferry, and then they, too, vanish. The world is gray and bleak, and she sees nothing.
Nine. A visiting opera gains fame when one of its actors dies on stage, during a live performance. What is more, the cause of death is by no means natural.
The man died because the owner of the theater where the opera was being performed has been struggling to make ends meet and needed a draw. When the owner learned the lead was deathly allergic to peanuts, he bought a giant bag, crushed them up and hid them strategically in the costumes and props.
Ten. If you had to make a pros and cons list about yourself, what would the top three be in each category? Pros: Resilience, tenacity, and generosity. Cons: Temper, paranoia, fearfulness.
Eleven. What do you think is the most important thing to save money for? Rainy days… like the ones we’re experiencing now.
Twelve. Do you think peace is an illusion? No.
Thirteen. What makes you a good friend? Empathy.
Fourteen. What is your most expressive characteristic, and in what ways do you express it? Crassness, often in the words I choose and the tone of voice I use.
Fifteen. What makes you sentimental? Love.
Sixteen. Dancing or singing? Singing. Because I’m better at it, and it brings me comfort.
Seventeen. Vintage or modern? Vintage in style, but new. Because modern decor seems cold to me, but I don’t like hand-me-downs.
Eighteen. Video games or board games? Board games because they’re always changing and allow for good competition with others.
Nineteen. Private jet or yacht? I would rather not have either, but if I was forced to choose, the jet because it gets there faster and allows for more convenient travel.
Twenty. Are you a planner or spontaneous? Spontaneous, because plans invite disappointment.
Twenty-one. What is the first thing you notice about other people? Pallor and stature.
Twenty-two. What is the rudest thing a person can do to another? Ignore someone. Fail to acknowledge.
Twenty-three. What’s the most valuable thing you own? It’s an exception, and that’s one of the reasons it’s so valuable to me: the antique icebox my great-uncle restored and great-aunt painted.
Twenty-four. Whom do you think is the best Olympian ever? Michael Phelps.
Twenty-five. Do you think artists should censor their work so they don’t offend anyone? Hell no.