They say 36 questions can bring you closer to any stranger.
I don’t consider you – the person reading this – to be a stranger. Whether you lurk or comment, are new to the blog or have been reading a while, you’re not a stranger. You’re like… a pen pal. I’m the awful, self-obsessed pen pal who never asks you how you are (how are you, by the way?) and you’re the lovely person patient enough to read my thoughts. Anyway, I thought it might be interesting to take time out every so often to get through these questions one by one. You know, so we can get… intimate…
So. Today is Question One.
If you could invite anyone in the world to dinner, who would it be?
When I first read this, I rolled my eyes. Talk about an easy pitch. That’s up there with “What colour are your eyes?” and “Are you a cat person or a dog person?”
What sort of a question is that?
Then I thought about it, and questions bubbled up until my mind was just white noise. How big is this dinner table? Am I allowed to invite as many people as I want? Are translators allowed? Who’s going to plan this thing? Do I have to cook?
So here we have it. Our first problem. I overthink things.
Obviously I want those I love at this infinity table, that should go without saying. They get automatic invites.
Most of the people I really admire are dead, so I suppose they can’t come. The question says ‘anyone in the world’, after all, and I take that to mean everyone in this world, not the next. It also says I can invite anyone, but gives no assurances that these people will actually show up, so I guess if worst comes to worst I’ll just have a lovely dinner with my friends. To that end, it’s going to be a casual, comfort-food-and-roasting-marshmallows-over-the-fire kind of dinner and we’re all going to wear our pyjamas.
Here’s the invite list:
Obviously everyone can bring a plus one.
I haven’t invited everybody I’m interested to talk to, but realistically how many people can anyone talk to in a night? Unless the infinity table is just the setting for an infinite dinner that spans over many evenings, it doesn’t make sense to invite more people. I feel like I’ve covered most of my bases here. I don’t think anyone would clash horribly or start flinging food across the table…. Although you can never tell at a pyjama party, I suppose.
For those wondering who some of the people are, here’s a quick list:
- Bill Watterson (creator of Calvin & Hobbes)
- Bill Bryson (writer; not this writer)
- Bill & Melinda Gates (billionaire philanthopists)
- Chris Hadfield (astronaut)
- JK Rowling (writer)
- Ruth Bader Ginsburg (US Supreme Court Justice)
- Chrissy Teigen & John Legend (foodie model and singer)
- Claire Marshall (youtuber with editing skills and an awesome cat)
- Tim Minchin (singing comedian)
- Bob Iger (CEO of Disney – can definitely get me into Club 33)
- The Raven Master (takes care of the ravens at the Tower of London)
- Brené Brown (emotional genius)
- Lin-Manuel Miranda (creator of Hamilton)
- Chip & Joanna Gaines (Ridiculously adorable fixer-uppers)
- Sarah Andersen (a cartoonist who I think spies on my life and draws my adventures)
- Edward Snowden (whistleblower)
- Dara O’Briain (comedian)
- Glen Keane (animator)
- Andreas Deja (animator)
- Ron Mueck (sculptor)
- Stoya (writer, activist, pornographer, feminist, nsfw)
- David Attenborough (nature documentary icon)
- Betty White (actress and general badass)
- Guillermo Del Toro (director)
- President Higgins (president of Ireland)
- Elon Musk (ambitious visionary genius and/or possible future James Bond villain)
Comment below on any thoughts you have on the guest list! Do you have anybody to add? Is there anyone you’d like to be seated next to at the infinity table?
Also don’t forget to RSVP; you’re obviously invited!