If I were ...

[resonant]

From tradescant, the "If I Were" thing.

This was odd and interesting to do. I went through it once and answered as fast as I could, without giving myself any time to think. Then I went through again and went: Huh? Where did that come from? A hinge? Nitrogen?




If I were a stone, I would be: gray and smooth.
If I were a tree, I would be: a cedar.
If I were a bird, I would be: a sparrow.
If I were a machine, I would be: a hinge.
If I were a tool, I would be: a knife sharpening steel.
If I were a flower/plant, I would be: a holly bush.
If I were a kind of weather, I would be: an all-day rain.
If I were a mythical creature, I would be: a witch. The eccentric-old-woman kind.
If I were a musical instrument, I would be: an oboe.
If I were an animal, I would be: a bookstore cat.
If I were a color, I would be: gray-green.
If I were an emotion, I would be: annoyance.
If I were a vegetable, I would be: zucchini.
If I were a sound, I would be: wind.
If I were an element, I would be: nitrogen.
If I were a car, I would be: a Saturn in a really stodgy color.
If I were a song, I would be: A medley of variations on an I Saw Three Ships/Greensleeves theme, played on Renaissance instruments.
If I were a movie, I would be: Some sort of documentary, maybe.
If I were a food, I would be: pasta with zucchini.
If I were a place, I would be: the Blue Ridge Parkway.
If I were a material, I would be: heavy, faded cotton knit.
If I werea taste, I would be: cinnamon.
If I were a religion, I would be: dogma like a non-theistic ethical system, music like the Holy Roman Empire.
If I were a word, I would be: well, resonant, obviously.
If I were an object, I would be: an embroidery needle, nonsharp.
If I were a body part, I would be: a belly.
If I were a facial expression, I would be: that blank look you get when you're thinking of something else.
If I were a subject in school, I would be: composition.
If I were a shape, I would be: an arc.
If I were a number, I would be: 8.
If I were a month, I would be: October.
If I were a day of the week, I would be: Thursday.
If I were a time of day,I would be: late morning.
If I were a direction, I would be: west.
If I were a piece of furniture, I would be: a big cushy chair.
If I were a sin,I would be: sloth.
If I were a historical figure, I would be: some woman in a nunnery whose diary eventually becomes a source of information on How They Lived Then.
If I were a liquid, I would be: seawater.
If I were a method of death, I would be: suffocation.


And might I add that if I were a psychologist, I'd find this all very interesting.

Comments

[thermidor.livejournal.com]

that was interesting reading. Was it just fun or did it tell you anything about yourself?

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

Hard to say, because the really bizarre ones I don't know how to interpret. I mean, I felt very strongly about being a knife steel -- it had that little zing! like things do when you get exactly the right metaphor for something -- but I have no idea what it means.

I do dream a lot about suffocation. The curse of the sinus sufferer.

[mctabby.livejournal.com]

A bookstore cat! Oh, I want to be one too! :D

Curious

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

I must do mine now. I'm a little surprised by my answers as well.

~Icarus

[laurelwood.livejournal.com]

I liked you "bookstore cat" answer, too. Bookstore cats are always such dignified, ambassador-like creatures. Certainly more so, anyway, than a certain panting, mangy heap of "copy shop dog" I know...

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

Now the idea of a copy-shop dog just makes me laugh.