Another new blog meme:
I want you to ask me something in comments you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. (Then post this same question in your LJ/blog and find out what people don’t know about you …)
I don’t promise to answer every question, but, heck, go ahead and ask.
(via Rey)
Ummm…
No thanks, I’ll just wait until the next Margie-Gras!
Heh.
In the big scheme, I don’t really NEED to know, but I’m just curious: What is the biggest regret of your life?
Hmmmm.
In specific terms, I can’t think of any, since — well, I’m actually pretty happy with my life, and would hate to change anything that might change where I am right now.
Even my first marriage — though there are aspects of it that I regret, and things I did that I regret (some of them bitterly), it’s hard to imagine that I’d be where I am, with whom I am, and with the wonderful daughter I have now, without that whole thing.
Now, if I could be guaranteed that the present would be more or less the same — I am probably most regretful that a whole bunch of my life got tied up in a relationship that ultimately ended badly.
I also kind of regret having given up theater in college when I did (see relationship, regretted, above).
Who’s your favorite comic book character? (It certainly seems that I should already know this, but I don’t.)
Man, that’s a tough one. No, really.
Part of it is that it’s so dependent on who’s writing and drawing that character right now. A change in writer or artist can seriously topple a character for me, sad but true. There are very few books I’ve read without any break for the past, say, five years. (Usagi Yojimbo is one that comes to mind; Bone is another, though that one just wrapped.)
Hmmm.
One upon a time, I’d have likely answered either Captain America (great visual dynamics, and an interesting portrait of a straightforward here in a complex world) or Cyclops (let’s see, social stiff who wears glasses all the time, why’d I pick him?). Changes in how the character’s been written over the last few years, though, have turned me off of both.
I guess my favorite archetype at the moment is the “buff chick with an attitude” — whether it’s She-Hulk or Power Girl or Grace (Outsiders). Or even, I suppose, Katchoo (Strangers in Paradise). Actually, it’s been a fave of mine for a while, to be honest, and not (I don’t think) just for the cheesecakey sort of thing.
John Constantine is another fave of mine, just ’cause he usually brings an unexpected twist and refreshing iconoclasm to the books where he appears. He’s got serious guest star draw for me, which may be a good way to gauge such things.
But, honestly, after two-and-a-half decades of serious comic book collecting, and eleventy-dozen changes and reboots and revamps and the like with every character in the canon, I’ve gotten so that I pay a lot more attention to the writer and artist than to the characters inside. Which may be a shame, but there it is.
It occurs to me, going back to Adam’s question, that I wasn’t completely accurate. While I don’t have any Big Profound Life-Changing Regrets, I do have more than my fair share of Tiny Niggling Power-Drill-Through-The-Temples Embarrassments Which I Deeply Regret Having Committed — little faux pas types of things that are pretty meaningless but which I’d give up one or two fingers to be rid of.
And, no, I’m not going to elucidate them.