November 5, 2007

Minute With Manic
November 5, 2007
Blog Name: Adventures in Writing / Colorado Writer / Dorky ButterflyGurl
Blogger URL: www.dorkybutterflygurl.com
Blogging Since: August 2006

So, Featured Blogger for November 5, 2007, is WOW, another girl named STEPHANIE, and I swear I am doing this as random as possible. This is odd even to me. So, from now on, if your name is Stephanie, don’t even bother… Ha, kidding!

Anyway, I’ve know Stephanie aka Colorado Writer aka Dorky Butterfly Gurl (BTW Steph, you spelled GURL wrong!) for a long blog while now. I forget how our paths crossed. Maybe I was bored one day and decided to Google Stephanie and found her. Cuz sometimes that’s just a fun thing to do.

Let’s start this interview, shall we?

Manic: Speaking of interesting names, what’s up with the dorky butterfly?

Dorky Butterfly: I collect butterflies. Tattoos, notecards, bookmarks, figurines, etc. I just love them.

Manic: OK. (Thinks to self: Ooh, this is gonna be one hot interview, I can already tell… ‘butterflies are sooo pretty!’)

Dorky Butterfly: Every summer we get gigantic yellow butterflies in our backyard. If I come back in another life, I'd love to be one.

Manic: If I come back in another life, I’d like to be… hmmm…. Let’s see… Angelina Jolie’s LIPS! OK, back to the butterfly thing, and your blog name, please.

Dorky Butterfly: So, when I was trying to find a name for my blog, I wanted to be "butterflygurl." Of course it was TAKEN!

Manic: Well, perhaps you should have tried to spell it THE CORRECT WAY, like butterfly GIRL. Then maybe you wouldn’t have had such trouble, you big dork. AHA! I get it! You ARE a Dork! Classic!

Dorky Butterfly: Yes! I am such a freaking DORK. Butterflies and dorks. See the connection? I've thought of changing it to something a little more professional, like stephanieblake, but there's a porn star who goes by that name. That's not the profession I'm going for.

Manic: Wow, another Stephanie out there with the professional world by her balls. Good for her. BTW, what the heck does a porn star need a website for… oh, never mind. And sorry ROB, I am not posting the porn site of Stephanie Blake here! Onward, shall we? If you had one free day to do absolutely ANYTHING in the entire world, and WITH any one person in the entire world, who would you choose, where would you go, what would you do, and WHY?

Dorky Butterfly: Recently, I had nine free days all in row while my family went on a trip.

Manic: Whoa. Stop.Right.There. You are a mom. You have children. How in the heck do you get NINE free days alone? That would be Heaven. Okay, wait. I don’t want to know. It’ll just upset me. Continue with the original question, please… what was the highlight of that nine free days?

Dorky Butterfly: The highlight of the time? A box of cream puffs. I also bought new socks.

Manic: Please don’t make me cut this interview short. I’m looking for GOOD stuff here. I guess I can understand cream puffs, although there would have to be some chocolate in there, but socks? Are you kiddin’ me?

Dorky Butterfly: I'm big on new socks. And the cream puffs – I see the mini cream puffs all time in the frozen dessert section, but you know, they are kind of expensive. I bought them anyway, and wouldn't you know that I ate every last one of those cream puffs, five or so at a time, each night, in my bed, with a book in hand.

Manic: Well, five doesn’t seem like that many; you said they were MINI! So come on, I want something GOOD HERE! Spill it, girlfriend. If you were able to do anything, anywhere, with anyone, WHO…WHO…WHOOOO?

Dorky Butterfly: Brad Pitt. Italy. Because? Well, duh. I've had an obsession with him since Thelma and Louise.

Manic: Well, I’ve had an obsession with him since he was the character Early in Kalifornia and he was a pig-snortin’ gun-wielding murderer –



Did you see THAT movie? That was a great flick! Tell me that pig-snortin’ Brad ain’t hot, Dorky Butterfly! So, what’s this little fantasy of yours anyway?

Dorky Butterfly: First we'd have lunch together at a little street cafe. I've never been to Italy, so I have no idea where we are, but I imagine the town as a cross between the town in Chocolat or Under the Tuscan Sun.

Manic: There’s your first mistake, missy. You don’t go for lunch first when you’ve got a day with Brad Pitt! Nuh-Uh sister! OK, so enlighten me… set the stage; what are you guys wearing on this imaginary date?

DB: I'd be wearing white slacks and a gauzy white shirt and my hair would be soft and shiny and to my waist. There would be no zit on my chin. Brad would be wearing the outfit from the Friends episode. The one where he comes to Thanksgiving dinner and he hates Rachel.

Manic: This one?



Ha, that’s funny. Wonder if that was a tell-tale sign. He hated her in the episode! They shoulda never got married! He shoulda married ME when he had the chance! What else?

DB: But no shirt.

Manic: Just like Phoebe says in the clip! No shirt! Good idea!

DB: And, he would NOT be smoking.

Manic: ‘Cept in bed… oops, did I say that out loud? What are you eating and drinking with Mr. Pitt?

DB: Perhaps we'd drink a bottle of wine. He would feed me grapes and figs.

Manic: Like Fig Newton’s? Ewww. Those are a total granny food. Like my granny would always give them to us as a snack!

DB: Look, whose interview is this anyway? We'd dip bread in oil. He'd play with my hair and stare at me.

Manic: While he’s thinking of me, no doubt!

DB: Of course, he would tell me I'm the most beautiful woman in the world. And I'd say, "Even next to Angelina and Jen, and Manic?" and he'd say, "Who?"

Manic: ‘Cept for the Manic part. You better believe Brad remembers me! What next? This is getting hot!

DB: Brad would read poetry to me and we'd stroll around the streets.

Manic: Poetry!!! Come on! Like he’d probably read you this poem:

Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
I Wish I was with Manic,
Instead of with YOU!

Bwahahaha. I so crack myself up!

DB: I’m ignoring you! Next, we would find a little store and Brad would buy me a bracelet or something. He'd find a pretty flower and press it into my hair.

Manic: When you say “press it into my hair” do you mean like rub the petals and leaves all over till they smash into your hair and it gets all gnarly and stuff? Then you’d have to leave to go wash your hair, and that’s where I’d step in to be Brad’s REAL fantasy girl!

DB: No! Romantically pressing them into my hair.

Manic: I still do not get how that is romantic. Whatever. It’s your fantasy. And I’m stressing the word FANTASY!

DB: We'd walk through an alley and he'd toss me up against the wall…

Manic: Like tossing spaghetti or salad?!? You do not ‘toss’ people up against the wall unless you’re about to steal their wallets!

DB: Gently of course! He’d put his hands into my hair and kiss me until I had whisker burn. Kind of like when he kisses the girl in Meet Joe Black.

Manic: You know, that is one movie I may regret not having seen.

DB: Perhaps, we'd dance in the fountain or roll around in a field of wildflowers (but, only if I had taken my allergy medication). We'd make out and take a nap, all tangled up together, and when we woke, we'd talk nose to nose about anything from movies to books.

Manic: First of all, you do NOT sleep when you are with Brad Pitt! And, nose to nose? What about the fear of having Brad see you with a boogie? And wouldn’t you have bad breath from the Fig Newton’s and olive oil? That might be a little too gross.

DB: Later, we'd have a picnic and watch fireworks while lying on a blanket. We'd eat lots of good food and drink wine into the evening.

Manic: MORE FOOD!!! Come on, when’s the SEX part??

DB: Then, late into the night, we'd walk hand and hand, back to my villa. We'd stand out front and giggle. He'd ask if he could come up, and I'd smile and say, "Another time. I didn't shave my legs."

Manic: OK, now you’re just being a tease! But hey, this has been a FABULOUS interview. You’ve got me all revved up over Brad and I usually don’t swoon too much over him.

Hey! It’s times like these where I totally wish I had the time and the inclination to use photoshop! Then I could photoshop you and Brad together, like in a field or in a fountain in Italy singing, “I Got You Babe” but instead of saying the word Babe, you would say Brad!

DB: Oh, did I fail to mention there’s no need for photoshopping? Here. Enjoy these photos, and try not to be too jealous over them Manic!

Manic: It's hard to be jealous over wax, missy! You shoulda bitten off his ear as a souvenir!!