I've met my future wife - alright, perhaps not so much met as become enamored with silently and anonymously and without any potential of future interaction whatsoever. But she's the one, I swear it - and you may have even heard of her: essayist and vocal personality Sarah Vowell, author of Assasination Vacation (which I just read).
You've heard her voice before, or at least a self-styled characterization of it - she did the voice of Violet from The Incredibles. The Pixar folk picked her up after hearing one of her recordings on NPR.
Who could imagine that all the most ideal feminine traits could be summed up in one perfected package? Firstly, she has a funny voice. It cracks, it's nazal, it's so high pitched that closing one's eyes while listending to her conjures up images of small, anthropomorphic cartoon animals. Secondly, she's sarcastic. Downright cynical sometimes. Having a sense of humor is cat food - you can live on it if you have to; having a sense of wit and sarcasm is Bumblebee Tuna. Third, and possibly most important of all, she's a nerd. Not like the girl in that teen movie who takes off her glasses and undoes her hair bun and lo' and behold she's a Maxim covergirl - I mean she's a nerd. An indoors, mousey, four-eyed freak preoccupied with esoteric aspects of study (in her case American history, specifically presidential assasinations) and is alergic to everything from dander to springtime. I could go on, but why try to unravel the mystery of beauty and perfection?
I'm trying to compose an eloquent way to express my intentions to her. Thus far, it goes like this:
Dear Sarah Vowell,
I love you.
Marry me.
Love,
Zoe
You've heard her voice before, or at least a self-styled characterization of it - she did the voice of Violet from The Incredibles. The Pixar folk picked her up after hearing one of her recordings on NPR.
Who could imagine that all the most ideal feminine traits could be summed up in one perfected package? Firstly, she has a funny voice. It cracks, it's nazal, it's so high pitched that closing one's eyes while listending to her conjures up images of small, anthropomorphic cartoon animals. Secondly, she's sarcastic. Downright cynical sometimes. Having a sense of humor is cat food - you can live on it if you have to; having a sense of wit and sarcasm is Bumblebee Tuna. Third, and possibly most important of all, she's a nerd. Not like the girl in that teen movie who takes off her glasses and undoes her hair bun and lo' and behold she's a Maxim covergirl - I mean she's a nerd. An indoors, mousey, four-eyed freak preoccupied with esoteric aspects of study (in her case American history, specifically presidential assasinations) and is alergic to everything from dander to springtime. I could go on, but why try to unravel the mystery of beauty and perfection?
I'm trying to compose an eloquent way to express my intentions to her. Thus far, it goes like this:
Dear Sarah Vowell,
I love you.
Marry me.
Love,
Zoe
lackluster:
yeah! and shes an historian!!!!!
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