90's Email Chain
90s email chain
90s email chain
WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME?: Whitney Howard Barnebey III
NICKNAMES?: W, Dubs, Whitters, Whitty, Quitney
SINGLE OR TAKEN?: Taken with myself.
BIRTHDAY?: Nov. 16th, 1981. Exactly 16 days before Britney Spears.
ZODIAC SIGN?: Scorpio, the Mighty Scorpion of the Sky. In Chinese though I'm a Cock (a.k.a. the Rooster).
AGE: 27 (Well, technically 26 until November.)
HAIR: dirty
WHERE DO YOU LIVE: West Side! But my heart's in G-Town.
WHAT COLOUR UNDERWEAR ARE YOU WEARING RIGHT NOW?: pink striped boxers
WHAT ARE YOU DOING RIGHT NOW?: Investigating the history of kwaito.
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU DID?: the crossword
WHAT IS RIGHT NEXT TO YOU: 2 cameras, two ipods, a cellphone, 3 watches, 4 Time magazines, 1 GQ
WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU ATE OUT WITH?: The bachelor party, at The Log Cabin.
IF U WERE A TOY, WHAT WOULD YOU BE?: This is where I start hating this thing every time I read it.
WHERE WOULD YOU WANT TO GO ON YOUR HONEYMOON?: That's assuming I get married.
WHO WOULD YOU WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIFE WITH?: If you mean who do I want to marry, just say that. Otherwise I'd take my Top 10 Friends.
HOWS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW?: lamest. question. ever.
LAST PERSON YOU SPOKE TO ON THE PHONE?: Tim, the NY Times Customer Service Representative
LAST PERSON YOU TEXT: Schwenzilla - "Magna Carta - 1215"
DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?: We all know nobody sent this to me. I finally took it from The Kee because I wanted all of you to suffer through another response, like I keep having to do.
WHAT DO YOU THINK A TOBLERONE IS?: Good melting chocolate for fondue.
U WEARING RIGHT NOW?: I don't respond to random strings of words.
DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?: I don't know whose eyes I got, but they are not The Barnebey eyes, which usually start to fail around the age of 10. Except for a brief period in 2003 when I though I might be going blind, they have always been perfect.
WHO DO CONSIDER YOUR CLOSEST/BESTEST FRIEND?: David Herman. But if you want to make this interesting why not ask me to rank my top 10?
WHAT WAS THE BEST ADVICE EVER GIVEN TO YOU?: "Don't get fat." - Vince Polino
DO U OWN A VEHICLE?: I used to own a light blue 1995 Plymouth Voyager. It died in the Fall of 2005. It's still hard to talk about. Now I own an early '80's Fuji with yellow handlebar tape.
HAVE YOU EVER WON A SPECIAL AWARD?: UR Crew Best Dancer 2000, UR Crew Worst Dancer 2001
WHAT ARE YOUR FUTURE PLANS?: Write some papers, not get kicked out of school. Or, not write any papers, get kicked out of school, hike the Appalachian Trail, move to New Zealand.
FAVOURITE FOOD?: The Wisconsin Dogg, brussel sprouts.
FAVOURITE FILM: Old School. No, Dancer in the Dark. No, Requiem For a Dream. I don't know.
LAST FILM YOU SAW AT CINEMA?: the dark knight (the 2nd time, in Milwaukee)
FAVE BOYS COLOGNE: I have a naturally intoxicating scent.
FAVE GIRLS PERFUME: Why did we stop getting question marks?
DO YOU LIKE TO DANCE?: I love to dance. I also love to lay on the floor and call that dancing.
ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK ANYONE OUT?: No, but don't expect too much out of me.
IF YOU COULD CHANGE YOUR NAME TO ANTHING, WHAT WOULD IT BE?: karate katie
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN LOVE?: Many times. I fell in love with Danforth Dining Center during the Fall of '99. It broke my heart the next year, but I eventually also had serious relationships with Pete's Diner in Philadelphia, Ian's Pizza, and a pair of jeans. I've been in a fulfilling, committed relationship with cheese since I was 17.
WHAT IS THE MOST STUPID THING YOU HAVE EVER DONE?: "this email chain."
DO YOU LIKE SCARY OR HAPPY MOVIES?: Unless it involves a LOOM OF DESTINY I'll probably like it.
CHRISTMAS OR EASTER?: Thanksgiving, Barnebey-style
LOVE OR LUST?: I don't think we really need to put a label on it.
KISSES OR HUGS?: Someone once told me I was a good kisser and I did not return the compliment. I hug on occasion.
IF YOU COULD CHANGE ONE THING, WHAT WOULD IT BE: Anything? My ability to fly?
WHAT COLOUR ARE YOUR PYJAMAS: I don't do that.
WHAT COLOUR’S YOUR TOOTHBRUSH?: yellow, or blue. I also have my eyes on a green one right now.
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THIS QUIZ?: Every time I read it my dislike for it, the internet, and the British increases. But that reminds me of Arrested Development and then I feel a little bit better.
DO U WANT UR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK?: YES!!!
WHO IS THE MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND: The creepy guy upstairs.
WHO IS THE LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND: God
FAVE PART OF THE OPPOSITE SEX?: The way they act like they're better than us.
WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD: Losing.
WHATS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP?: Recently? "I need to turn on some Zola."
ROLLER COASTER, SCARY OR WICKED??: New England and Olde England both make fools of themselves by using 'wicked' like this.
HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU LET THE PHONE RING BEFORE YOU ANSWER IT?: At least 4. I don't want to seem too available.
IF YOU COULD MEET ONE PERSON, DEAD OR ALIVE, WHO WOULD IT BE?: Akhenaten. What was really going on during the 18th Dynasty anyway?
IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB IN THE WORLD WHAT WOULD IT BE: Mass Transit Czar / Resident Cook / Map Reader
IS THE GLASS HALF EMPTY OR HALF FULL?: Does it matter? It's not like I'm not going to drink it.
WHATS YOUR FAVE NUMBER?: 3 is nice, so is 7, but 81 is just amazing.
ROOT BEER OR DOCTOR PEPPER?: Birch Beer, with a splash of Cherry Coke.
MUD OR JELLY WRESTLING?: And this is where I just get really tired of this thing.
SKIING OR BOARDING?: Who cares. Skiing
DAY OR NIGHT?: Yin
SUMMER OR WINTER?: Yang
CAKE OR PIE?: this cake
SILVER OR GOLD?: NA
HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN A BONE?: A fractured wrist after going head first off the 2nd floor balcony.
DO YOU WEAR RINGS?: No. Rings are the second leading cause of lost fingers in America, right behind saws.
DO YOU HATE ANYONE [?]: That damn bear that thinks he owns the unit block of S. Carroll Street. People who don't think like me.
ARE YOU LOUD OR QUIET [?]: Am I playing Flip Cup?
DO [yo]U BELIEVE IN YOURSELF [?]: I believe everything about myself.
1. I can play, to one degree or another, the following instruments: bassoon, violin, tuba, flute, harp, recorder, saxophone, bass guitar, clarinet, and oboe. Also, I was in a band in high school. We called ourselves Emanon
2. My first bike was a dark purple Huffy, known around the neighborhood as the Purple Piss Pot.
3. I own 46 pairs of pants (2 are in a pile of clothes to get rid of, so soon it will be 44).
4. Earwigs are the only animal that really freak me out. I just did an image search for them. I wish I hadn't. OK, snakes that can swim freak me out also. Land snakes are fine.
5. I've had a thing for subway systems ever since I started taking SEPTA to school in the 5th grade. In 6th grade I decided I wanted to see every station on the line I took to and from school. So one day I got on the local, rode to one end of the line, then rode to the other end of the line, then back to my normal stop. And then still had to wait for a bus to get me home. I didn't get there until close to 9:00. My parents were upset with me.
6. I'm unsure whether I love my watch-tan so much because I can't stand not wearing a watch, or I always have to wear a watch because I love my watch-tan so much.
I've recently completed my January 1st, 2009 blog entry à la Jobonga:
PS. A little late, but I have another challenge for you to ignore. You are going to make some resolutions and predictions for 2008 and you are going to set it to post one year from New Year’s Day on January 1, 2009. Then we can all wait a whole year for the big reveal. I plan to write mine as if my 2009 self is quizzing my 2008 self with questions like: Who is president? Where am I moving after graduating two weeks ago? Do I have a job? Do I have a chance in hell? What’s it like to be so awesome? This will be cool because if Huckabee is elected president and I shoot myself, I can creep everyone out by posting posthumously.
To begin, I have a bit of commentary on the Essay Topic, "Prove how uncool you are", itself. I find this formulation suspect. Do we get a merit badge or something if we score high enough on the uncoolometer? And more importantly, who's operating the uncoolometer. Hopefully not the lame-oids that created this list that Lucia found:
I got a list on some x-box internet site from teenage boys (it includes many many many references to their genitals), sunglasses, a good cell phone, listening to cool music, a MySpace group that forces you to prove how cool you are, and then a discussion of some book called The Tipping Point on how new ideas become widely accepted.Because that's not very cool. Anyway, my point is that when 'cool' has come to mean 'uncool' and 'uncool' has become something you prove yourself as being so that you can be cool, we are in a strange place. That being said, I'll play along.
Every boy's sister opened his mail.and I am curious if they are grammatical for you as well (are they?). I'll just go ahead and say it, Linguistics isn't cool. -2 cools
Alice talked about every director's report and his possible resignation.
This topic was difficult for me. I am no minimalist, I'm not even a Moderatilist. I have a lot of things and I like most of them. Inside I know that I could rival Darcy in her Consumer ways. That being said, I had several thoughts about what my favorite possession is.
First I thought of my camera. The immediate problem here is that I've owned a lot of different cameras. And more relevantly, it's really the pictures I like so much, not the camera. As collections of things were declared illegal, that excluded my collection of pictures, which was my second thought. As well as my collections of mustards, sweaters, and socks. My 3rd, 4th, and 5th thoughts respectively. Next my grandfather's globe from 1943 came to mind. This had a number of things going for it:
1. It was my grandfather's and he's dead now.
2. I really like maps (see previous post).
3. The political boundaries of the world were very different in 1943 than they are from today, 1939, and 1946.
4. It lights up.
Anyway, I really like the globe, and I've had it since I was a kid. But I don't think it's actually my favorite possession. That has to go to this picture:
I think this explains a lot about me.
My people are from Wales. And England. There's also some German in there from my Mom's side. These are the Dreizigackers. Or at least they used to be since there were only 2 daughters in that family. Now what's not Barnebey is Hall. And the Hall's are Mormon. In general I do not consider Mormon's my people. In fact I don't consider religious people my people. I don't understand them. Republicans aren't my people either, but not because I don't understand them, just because I don't agree with them. Which is very different, but has the same result.
Things that do encourage my camaraderie: playing games, eating cheese, telling smart but not pretentious jokes, telling pretentious jokes but facetiously, trying new things, appreciating good food unaffectedly, drinking Coors Light, and using a Macintosh during the mid-late '90s.
Incidentally, linguistics students are rarely my people. On the other hand linguistics professors typically are. This has both good and bad implications.
