Jonesing For Content
July 23, 2008
I often misunderstand things. Really I’m a bad listener. Like I mishear a small detail and the whole message gets lost. Once I gave a presentation on getting a News midget into Facebook. Another time I reported a colleague to the authorities, only to find out he was downloading “PDF files.”
Totally my mistake.
OK, none of that actually happened, but can you imagine?
But yes, I could listen more, which is why I’d like to bring up the house lights, check my watch and have a sip of water and point and wave Hilary Clinton-style before turning the mic to you.
Ask questions – ask whatever you like. Leave them in the comments box and I’ll get answer them here. It really is that fucking simple.
It’s not even my idea. Anna does this every now and then except it’s called Questions And Annas, which is a better title, although it’s an excellent sitcom title, like if she lived with someone called Jimmy Questions. I don’t think she does, though, but she is funny and gets loads of questions when she does this kind of thing because she’s a much bigger internaut than me.
It may be egotistical of me, but then you read this site, so you might have an interest in the person behind the keyboard. Or in front of it, but above, like at an angle. Behind it in the production sense.
Now you say something.
15 comments
Given the state of the global economy, and worsening credit crisis, I would like to know…. actually, I’ve changed my mind. What your choice of last meal would be if you were on death row.
You can tell a lot about a man from his choice of puddings.
It would help if you could all imagine I wrote that question with just the vaguest idea of how to structure a sentence. Thanks.
Something.
Random questions:
Whatever happened to The Leemer? I miss him.
Do you hear from Wendy ever? I miss her.
What about Bon? Any word?
Why have you stopped production on ‘The Cliff Jones Video Blog’? I really enjoyed that format. I realize it’s a lot of work, though. Maybe some of your office buddies could pitch in a bit? That guy on the radio who’s popular and funny- Joe Coogin? Something like that. Edgar Wright likes him a lot.
You seem to be a miced-media man. What’s your next experiement?
Do you have a happy place? You know, a location you go to mentally when you are not happy and it makes you happier, or calmer? Is it a real place you have been? Where is it?
What’s your favourite joke?
How many pairs of shoes do you have?
What do you want to be when you grow up?
If you could have a pug and give it a name, what would it be?
Who’s your favourite Formula 1 driver?
What was the last film you saw?
What did you think of Maggie Gyllenhaal’s outfit at the Dark Knight premiere in London?
So many questions, so little time…
Do you hate peas like me?
Are you scared of spiders? Don’t you think they are the teensiest (alright massively) bit evil?
How many times have you flown across the Atlantic?
Have you been to Australia?
Where is your next holiday? (can you tell I work in travel…?)
What was the first job you ever wanted, and the first job you ever got?
When do you answer the questions?
(She asked, with undue and completely disproportionate pressure)
When you listen to a particular track, do you ever imagine yourself playing one instrument and then suddenly realise that you’ve totally picked the wrong one? And is there any particular record that does this to you? Mine would be Freddie King’s “How Many More Years”, in which I generally start out imagining myself doing the guitar (obviously), but then suddenly realise half way through that the piano’s pretty good too.
Or this might just be me. Is this just me? I think this might just be me. Forget I asked. Favourite colour?
What is your most often daydream? Mine is rally driving through the streets of Bangor. Have you got a long-held ambition that you would jack it all in to fulfil, or you’re waiting until the kids are off to university before you get cracking on?
Ooh, favourite biscuit?
If you were a guitar, what guitar would you be?
Oh, and what’s the ratio of readers to commenters on this blog? (This is my first. I’m sure I’m not alone.)
What first attracted you to the millionaire Paul Daniels, Cliff?
Have you seen Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog yet? You MUST!
Did you perhaps notice that Ed left the 13th comment on this post and doesn’t seem to be bothered about it?
Well, it didn’t help keep Wendy or Katy or Leemer or Dawn or anyone else hanging around, so I figured, what the hell.
Leave a comment. Play nice. I will turn this blog around.