Thursday, November 29, 2007

5 and 6, or a digression on my other boyfriend, BD

5. I think I might legitimately put my mom on this list, because, as much as she might feel overworked and frustrated, she is really good at her job and people love her. Her art docent trainees freak out worship her. She is like the mascot over at Art in Action. Or a cult-leader for subversive-hip suburban moms. I don't actually want her career, but I admire how after 15 years of volunteering and hanging out with us kids "in the home" she turned her skill set, interests, and educational background into a real job. All of my parentals have cool and admirable professional things going on. I don't think they get fan mail like my mom does, though.

6. I was going to put Tina Landon, choreographer to Janet, etc, on this list until I realized she was involved with White Chicks, the worst movie I have ever watched for 20 minutes on an airplane in my life. Instead, I'll say "people who play with puppies" and segue immediately into talking about Baron Davis, who is a Warrior and rocks the beard right into my heart (see above). He's there to play basketball, works for Don Nelson, my own personal Coach Taylor, and he lights up the court (with his smile, hee).

You can catch me 3 rows up from center court in a "We Believe" tee-shirt tonight in Oakland, trashtalking Yao Ming in Chinese.
Golden State!

PS This list of career heroes has long since passed from the realm of reality so consider it a beta and I'll release a more thoughtful version once feedback has been examined.

PPS How do you scream "brick" in Mandarin?

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