Lucas Savela's Tied Tongue Tumbles On

January 15, 2011

What is your favorite word?
“Southpaw.” Although it may just mean “a left-handed person” to you, it means so much more to me. It’s aggressive, like a boxer, and overpowering, like Randy Johnson’s fastball. It’s a person that sticks out from the rest. It’s everything I’m not.

What is your least favorite word?
“Random.” I have no problem with the word when it is used to describe an unexplainable occurrence. When people use it to describe themselves in one word or to explain the appeal of Family Guy to me, that is when I cringe. Using “random” is boring, typical, overdone, and predictable- the exact opposite of its meaning.
Also, it makes one sound like they are twelve. 

What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Kindness. Genuine kindness.

What turns you off?
Kindness. Overbearing, forced kindness.  

What is your favorite curse word?
Shit. I dunno. “Shit?”

What sound or noise do you love?
“Here’s Michael at the foul line. The shot on Ehlo…GOOD! The Bulls win! They win!”

What sound or noise do you hate?
The sound of ice being scraped off of a windshield. Somehow, it makes my teeth hurt.

What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Well, I guess I don’t have a profession right now. I’m going to school to be an elementary teacher. The other job I would like to attempt would to be a writer for the WWE. I love fantasizing about what I would do with current storylines and eyeing potential rivalries. While I’m writing for WWE, I’d be more than willing to moonlight as a mid-card wrestler as well.
 
What profession would you not like to do?
I remember during “Grandparents Day” in 2nd grade, we were asked this question. Since none of my grandparents lived close enough to attend, my dad came to school in their place. He gave me an answer that made everyone laugh. I still use the answer to this day.
Zoo cage cleaner. 

If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
It’s funny how you were correct in believing that I didn’t exist, yet you’re here in front of me now. I’m God, and I’m awesome. You are too. Welcome.