EDIT: And now, individual post links don’t load, so you can only read what’s here on the main page. I am getting so close to killing this blog.
Well, it looks like I can at least post again reliably, which is nice. I still have some back-end functionality stuff that is still not right, and I will be contacting my hosting service in the next couple of days to politely request that they give me a refund or discount since a malfunction on their end resulted in loss of functionality and a loss of actual data, which is not acceptable to me. I’m not going to lie, folks, all of this has really sucked out a lot of my enthusiasm for this notion of doing content creation…and it also has me questioning my whole strategy on that score, anyway.
In any event, I’d like to move beyond the mess and get some actual content going again, so, here are this week’s Sunday Stealing questions, and this time they’re actually kind of unique and interesting:
1. What celebrity would you never want to meet?
You know what’s funny about social media these days? Over the last few years the social media landscape has actually fractured into a bunch of different platforms and services, each one with its own flavor, and each one with its own lore and controversies and whatnot. What’s more, you can hang out on one platform and never see a hint of a major thing that’s all the rage at another platform. My main hangouts are Threads and Bluesky now, in terms of the kind of short-post stuff that used to be Twitter before Elon Musk made it his unique brand of shitty, and there have been a bunch of weird controversies that have erupted on Threads that nobody on Bluesky seems to recognize or even be aware of. This amazes me.
What does this have to do with the current question? There’s an actor named David Krumholtz who has been around for years. Look up his career and he’s been in a ton of stuff going back to the 1990s, which I would usually interpret as, “He’s a reliable and professional guy who gets cast a lot on that basis.” Well, after some recent activity on Threads, it turns out that Krumholtz is a really weird guy who has quite a misogynistic streak going on, and he behaves accordingly on social media and in fact has done so for years. Just this morning someone posted receipts about abusive, stalkery behavior of his going back to 2014, so that’s my current choice for “celebrity I wouldn’t want to meet.”
More generally, I don’t think I’d want to meet any celebrity who aligns on the MAGA side of things. I’m just not interested.
2. What do you label yourself as?
In my video content, I’ve landed on “Reader, writer, photographer, and dreamer” as my self-description, and I think I’m going to keep that.
3. You can only have one sandwich for the rest of your life. You have every sandwich-making ingredient known to man at your disposal. What sandwich do you make?
Like, all of my future sandwich activity is limited to a single kind of sandwich? Or, I can literally eat one more sandwich and then I am forever forbidden from sandwiches? And to what degree are we considering certain sandwich-adjacent foods to qualify as sandwiches? Am I allowed to continue consuming wraps? Are we considering hot dogs and sausages-in-a-bun as sandwiches, for the purposes of this hypothetical? Is a burger considered a sandwich? Nobody ever lists burgers as sandwiches; I’ll see menus at restaurants with a “burgers and sandwiches” section, but I don’t recall ever seen burgers listed as sandwiches. So: I will assume that burgers, hot dogs and other meats-in-buns, and wraps are exempt. It’s just easier. That leaves us with the first two policy clarifications, so if I’m allowed to keep eating a sandwich but it has to be the same one, I’m going with a cappicola-and-provolone sub, on a toasted sesame roll, with mayo, lettuce, tomatoes, onions, and banana pepper rings. If it’s one-and-done and this is my last sandwich ever, then I’m making a Monte Cristo: ham, turkey, and swiss on sourdough, dipped in egg and fried, and served with a ramekin of maple syrup for dipping.
4. An angel provides you with a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. What’s it gonna be?
Gold rum. That one’s easy.
5. Have you ever built a snowman?
As a kid, almost certainly. We spend a lot of my childhood when snowman-making would have been a thing in places where there was never enough snow to actually do it, though.
6. If you could ask your future self a question, what would it be?
“Please tell me he doesn’t live much longer than this.”
And thing is…you might be wrong about who this is referring to.
7. Have you ever baked your own birthday cake?
I haven’t, no. I’ve made cakes on occasion, but not very often; we just order one from our favorite local bakery, especially in the last 12 years or so since we learned The Wife was celiac.
8. Which are cooler: dinosaurs or dragons?
Fictionally? Dragons. Real world? Dinosaurs. I think. You know, I tend to think of dragons as fire-breathing dinosaurs, so there’s that. But then there are all the wonderful dragons of Asian culture, the ones who aren’t breathing fire. Komodo dragons are fascinating, and recent science seems to be leaning into the whole “dinosaurs as big proto-birds” thing, to the point of suggesting that T-Rex made sounds more like chirping than the terrifying roars we heard in Jurassic Park, so…I guess I’ll stick with dragons.
9. What do you like about babies?
Ummm…huh. Not really sure. I haven’t been around any babies in a long time, and that’s not likely to change. I guess I like how when there’s a baby nearby and it’s not screaming its head off people tend to be in a happier mood. Like, the presence of a happy baby (or at least a sleeping one) tends to somehow enhance the moods of the non-baby people around it, so that’s nice.
10. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. What’s the first rule you put in place?
I honestly don’t know if I should be trusted with making my own society. First, just the idea of a literal society being mine is a strange one, and I wouldn’t want to enforce my personal tastes by fiat upon anyone. So I think residence in my island society would be voluntary, and it would come with a few recommendations: a predilection for overalls and a willingness to participate in an occasional pie fight, perhaps.
And that’s the quiz…now to hit the “publish” button, which is turning out to be a crap shoot the last bunch of weeks….
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