I can’t be the only not-at-all-an-actor (unless you count acting like a weirdo) who secretly wishes to be interviewed by James Lipton. First of all, he is awesome. Second of all, he has some amazing questions… Like the ones he always asks about favorite/least favorite words. I like talking about words.
And boy oh boy. I think I could go on a rather long rant about “awkward.” I can’t think of any other word that has been abused and misused like poor little “awkward.” I don’t dislike the word itself–not everyone can pull off the w-k-w combo! That is impressive. However. It seems everything today is “awkward.” It’s like we’re all stuck in that Alanis Morissette song about irony. A black fly in your chardonnay isn’t ironic, Alanis, and neither is it awkward, Lots of Other People. It’s gross.
That felt so good, you guys. Thank you for letting me put on my grouchy pants.
Let’s talk about words we like now. I have many! Among them: juicy, roasted, spicy, sweet, tart, creamy, orange, green. Do you see where I’m going? I’m going to salad town.