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More About Amanda
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Schools (Other):
Vassar
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College/University:
Vassar College, Attended - , Class of , Other
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Occupation:
Grant writer/Wilderness advocate
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Hobbies and Interests:
gettin' the led out, cooking, yoga, inciting revolution, biodiversity, knitting, pirates, rock trivia, board games, Maui, cartoons, midget rock bands, gardening
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Favorite Books:
Confederacy of Dunces, He She & It, Motherless Brooklyn, Beloved, Siddhartha, Fast Food Nation, Electric Kool Aid Acid Test, Ivanhoe
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Favorite Movies:
Empire Strikes Back, Caddyshack, Wet Hot American Summer, South Park, Lord of the Rings, Flash Gordon, Old School, Dave Chapelle's Block Party
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Favorite Music:
Rock 'n Roll, hip-hop, soul, r&b, reggae, blues, bluegrass, more Rock 'n Roll, rap, 80's dance tunes
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Favorite TV Shows:
Project Runway, Simpsons, South Park, Samurai Jack, Six Feet Under, Fishing with John, Battlestar Gallactica, Sopranos, Flight of the Conchords, Weeds, Lost
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Who I Want to Meet:
Elijah Blue Allman, son of Greg Allman and Cher. I would be fascinated to meet someone who is part Greg Allman and part Cher. Does he consider himself a half-breed? Or is he more of a ramblin' man? I would like to know!
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Testimonials and Comments for Amanda
Love Véronique
had. She has really good taste in
music and a good sense of humor too.
She is also an upstanding member of the
underpants gang.
attended White Oak Jr. High together.
She was... unique. And that's why we
made great roommates in our early-20's
post-college years. We enjoyed such
activities as creating projectiles out
of ourselves by racing down the wooden
hallway of our Washington, DC apartment
in an rolling office chair with oven
mitts on. Additionally we'd walk over
to the National Cathedral across the
street and just gawk.
Amanda & I, being roomies for almost 2
years did not fight. Instead we would
play Atari and kick each other's asses
at any games that required used of a
paddle. At one point we took an 18 hr
road trip to see Phish at "The Great
Went". During said journey we did not
fight. This was too odd and therefore
we staged a 'mock-fight' whilst
traversing the greenspace of our
destination: an abandoned airforce base
in the middle Limestone, Maine.
I have been with Amanda in crowds,
family seders, first lonely nights in
apartments, friends weddings, a
multitude of subways & trains,
synagogues and churches and cathedrals,
border patrol stations questioned by
paramilitary officers with vicious dogs,
and long evenings making gingerbread
villages.
There's no need for a summary.
life immediately, no questions asked. She is
very, very intelligent and curious, and when
I'm with her we laugh nonstop. She is one of
the funniest, most fun people I know and I am
privileged to be friends with her. Her motto in
life: Have fun. And she lives it. Glory be to
Mandypants!
Amanda when she won first prize at
the Tokyo International Karaoke
Tournament for her rendition of
"Immigrant Song" by Led Zeppelin.
We ate avocado and were
serenaded by the world-reknowned
Fuji Silent Chorus at a Shinto
Temple, and Amanda was rewarded
a lifetime's supply of Chef Huhu's
"Special Sushi." Soon enough we
had to make our way back to the
States, and the organizers of the
Karaoke Tournament were gracious
enough to loan us our own plane.
There was a karaoke machine for
every seat, and i cannot begin to
explain the euphoria we felt while
playing "I Wanna Be Sedated" 100
times at once. I'll never forget it.
but especially during those dark years
we like to call "junior high school."
Her fantastic, quirky sense of humor
got us through, and shaped my sense of
what was funny in the world. For me,
one of the sadest days of the year was
always when Amanda would leave for
summer camp, and one of the happiest
would be when she came back. She is
that kind of childhood friend who you
could lose touch with over the years,
but who always reminds you of where you
came from and how you got to be who you
are today.
mid-60s, Amanda and I were a cub illustrator-writer
team and were assigned the unenviable task of
modernizing the character. She made the difficult
choice of killing off Bucky and I supported her artsitic
instinct. Despite decades of protests, prank calls, and
bags of flaming poop in her mailbox, I still believe she
made the right decision.
and, were it possible to make a living
on the amateur karaoke circuit, this
girl could do it. Thankfully for kids,
tufted titmice and the rest of us park
users, she is forced to keep her day
job.