If I could be a pirate...I would be called the Dread Pirate McCarty, and I would have dreads and an eye-patch to wear when it wasn't too hot. And I would climb all the way up to the bird's nest or whatever they call that thing at the very top and sing songs to the whales and dolphins far below. And I would swab the deck when the crew just didn't get it clean enough. 'Cause clean's important, even when you are a pirate. But most importantly, every night I would read to the crew bedtime stories as they swung to sleep in their hammocks. And we would sail the mighty oceans looking for adventure and good stories.
If I could be married to any current famous political figure...I would sacrifice myself and be married to W. And I would tell him stories every evening like Scheherazade that would enlighten and enthrall and educate him, the effects of which would thereby save the world. And, oh yeah, I would whup his ass regularly when he said things like this. (But as Greg says, maybe God's cursed him with inadvertent truth-telling.) And I would probably have to be on this to make it through each day.
If I could be a farmer...actually, I'm working on this one. I'll keep you posted.
And I think I'll tag zalm and brooke and jerry and ali.
I think you'd make an excellent Dread Pirate Roberts.
Posted by: Karina. | May 30, 2005 at 01:10 PM