And now it's time, for silly questions with Samantha
The part of the show where Samantha comes out and asks, a silly question(s).
Here’s the deal—the questions about this world are so big. And they keep getting bigger. And more existential. And scarier. I can’t even fathom trying to talk through those questions at this moment.
In fact, I have more questions. Silly questions. A whole host of them.
Welcome to Silly Question with Samantha
Has any child who grew up with the continuous existential threat of quicksand ever encountered quicksand in real life? And if so, how expensive is their therapy bill?
If you have a grape, watermelon, blue raspberry, and another grape jolly rancher in rapid succession, what color would your tongue end up being?
A fake plant is fake yes, but it’s not dead, technically. Can you kill a fake plant?
How many times do you need to ask the question, “Is there anything happening upstairs?” before the answer will turn from “no” to “YES”?
For whom does the bell toll? Wrong answers only.
Does bubble gum ice cream remain in your system for the same seven years that regular bubble gum does?
I assume on the days when the bags under my eyes are more prominent, my exhaustion buddies have brought friends with them. How much rent should I charge them on those days?
When there are no seasons anymore, what will happen to all the wardrobe color analysts who rely on seasons to explain their work?
Was the first bucket hat an actual bucket? Did whoever wore it, wear the handle on their forehead, back of the head, or use it as a chin strap?
Can you crawl across water or is that cheating?
What is the exact date, day, and time that cookie time actually begins?
Do you think that when we run into walls or chairs or door frames, they apologize to us but we just can’t hear them?
What happens to the rate of successful stopping if the red of a stoplight fades in hue?
Besides Beetlejuice, are there other things you can reliably summon saying their name three times in a row?
Those other bricks in the wall, what color should they paint their grout?
1 + 2 + 2 + 1…How? Why? When?
As the Salnave Elementary Third Grade Hoop Shoot Champion, who am I if I never sink a free throw again?
Is a picnic a picnic without a basket? And does the basket have to be wicker?
That cat from the Hang in There motivational poster, are they still hanging off that branch?
Before the “you can leave if a professor doesn’t show up to class after 15 minutes” rule was created, how many days do you think a class would wait?
A sailboat can be a sale boat but is a sale boat always a sailboat?
Do white shoes have a competition to see who can stay unscuffed the longest?
X, Y, and Z—what is the unlikely story there?
Do you like me? Do you really like me?
(Have your own silly questions? Add them in the comments.)
Huh? Did I say something?
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