You have to spend one day as or with your favorite fictional character. Which one would it be and what would you do?
It’s a difficult choice. There are so many great characters. However, I would choose to be Alice in Wonderland.
I would find the Mad Hatter immediately. After we make some rather amazing hats, then we’ll have a tea party but instead of tea we’ll have booze. Special magical booze that doesn’t let us get too drunk. Tea parties aren’t as much fun when you’re too smashed to lift your teacup. No one likes hangovers either.
Then the Mad Hatter and I will design outfits to go with the hats. We could paint beautiful pictures and write haikus.
There should definitely be roller skating and a disco ball.
If there’s still time, then we could play pranks on the Queen of Hearts. How much fun would it be to prank call the Queen of Hearts? If she finds out that we’re pranking her, she might not take it well.
Then we will have to capture the Jabberwocky in order to win the day. Remember that we can do so many impossible things before lunch.
You’ve just been named the casting director of your favorite television show (or movie franchise). The catch: you must replace the entire cast — with your friends and family. Who gets which role?
Alice: Darling Daughter
The Mad Hatter: One of Lucas’ friends.
The Red Queen: Someone’s Evil Stepmother
The Cheshire Cat: The Awesome Stepson
The White Rabbit: Me
The White Queen: My cousin
The Caterpillar: Lucas
This prompt was really difficult. Everyone was wonderful, except the Evil Stepmother. She’s just so evil, which is why she is perfect for the part. I don’t think I know enough people to cast a whole movie.
The thing that drives me crazy is when it’s time to go . . . someone always has a last minute chore to do. All I can think is “WHYYYYYYY?!?” Why do people wait until it’s time to walk out of the door to suddenly remember that they need a shower? Or that they have to replace the laces in their shoes. Twenty-four hours should be plenty of notice, right? They have twenty-three hours or so to take a shower and fix their shoes. Why do we wait until the last minute – every time?
I’m beginning to feel like the White Rabbit in “Alice in Wonderland.” Maybe our watches are two days slow also. It would explain so much.
“Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible
things before breakfast.” – the White Queen, Alice in Wonderland.
What are the six impossible things you believe in? (If you
can only manage one or two, that’s also okay.)
1. Someday I’ll be on “The Worst Cooks in America.”
2. The laundry will be finished.
3. My book will be in the library.
4. My youngest kid will win a gold medal in the Olympics
5. The middle kid will have her own comedy show.
6. The oldest kid will play the flute for a rock band. I hope I can get her to listen to Jethro Tull.
Does believing in the impossible make it more possible? All of these impossible things could happen with a lot of work and determination. I didn’t think it was possible to think of six things but I did. The impossible suddenly became possible.