Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Who Would be In Your Wagon?

Found this game at this blog and thought it would be fun to play.

Who would you pick to be your four wagon-mates on the Oregon Trail?

Celebrity Edition:

1) Richard Branson- because he could fund our trip in style. And also because of his experience in the transport industry. Maybe he would attach fuel cells to our wagons? That would be cool.

2) Sarah Michelle Gellar/Buffy the Vampire Slayer-because I think we need a little martial arts mastery on our side. Plus, I would bet she's a good shot.

3) Jon Stewart- to inject some levity into our harrowing trip.

4) Roger Federer- I could say it was because he was athletic, or because sometimes it might be fun to camp out and play some tennis. But really, it's because he's hot. Sue me.

Blogger Edition:

1) Chile- For her mad repurposing and reinventing skillz. Seriously, ford a river? Chile, would be like, whatever, give me some rope and a broken axle wheel and I'll just build you a bridge.

2) Student Doctor Green- because, duh. Doctor is her middle name.

3) CAE- she seems to spend a lot of time in kayaks. I think this might be helpful. Kayaking, rafting down rapids, same diff, right?

4) Crunchy Chicken- Because she's a total badass. Does anyone really doubt Crunchy would make it to Oregon, handing out diva cups and cloth pads to all the Indians along the way?

Your turn! Who would you pick?

32 comments:

Student Doctor Green said...

AWESOME! I made the wagon! Yesssss!

All the health care system snafus aside, the perk of being a doctor in most novels, movies, etc. is people will keep you alive in extreme situations because they need stuff from you, but did you ever notice scientists and doctors end up never making it out in the very end??!?!? Examples: The Last King of Scotland, that medic in Saving Private Ryan, the list goes on. So I guess I probably won't make it to Oregon but I can treat the heinous dysentery until say... Utah when Native Americans kidnap me or something.

arduous said...

Heh, that's me. Using you to cure my dysentery.

You didn't give YOUR picks though!

Chile said...

Don't forget I can cook up a delicious meal from just about anything non-animal, too! (Ok, I can help you cook the rats, too...)

Thanks for picking me first, Arduous. *sniff, sniff* After so many snubs in grade-school PS, this makes me feel so ... wanted. *sniff, sniff*

I don't know who I'd pick yet...I'm horrible at these games.

Chile said...

Dang. Lousy proofing. That's grade-school PE not PS. I don't know what PS would be. Physical Sciences? Petty & Stupid?

arduous said...

Are there really rats on the Oregon trail? Though if we find some squirrel, I'm putting you in charge.

Chile said...

Pack rats

arduous said...

Heh. I thought that was going to be a link to people who overpacked for their Oregon Trail journey! Okay, hope you're sharpening your rat cooking skills. :)

Crunchy Chicken said...

Hey, thanks! I'm glad I made the wagon. This is so fun, I'm going to continue it over on my blog...

CindyW said...

Since no one has the balls to pick any one, I will pick Joyce in my wagon.

I don't subscribe to any religion, but it'd be nice to have a god's person on my side. I like her deep thoughts, since I sure don't have much in that department. She also sounds so kind and thoughtful - basic requirements for a wagon-mate.

Chile said...

We're gonna need some clones, arduous. You're on my wagon team and I'm on yours. I'm getting really confused.

Student Doctor Green said...

alright I'm an idiot. The trail goes north of Utah. Whew! I guess that means I won't get kidnapped after all. *Shaking fist at Mormon Indians who tried to kidnap me yesterday*

I really have no idea who I would pick to be on my wagon. I think I would bring a mechanic, a wagon Chilton manual in case they die, save the weight of additional people and instead pack more ammo, not yet invented Cipro and Metronidazole to keep the dystentery at bay, and food.

Yes I am selfish and lame ;-)

Ok, ok maybe I'd bring the Terminator from T2 to keep wild animals and natives at bay & speak really bad Spanish.

Dr. Quinn Medicine woman because she's all prairie and bond girl. And she knows way more than me. No Sully though. He was lame.

Dances with Wolves because I totally want to be his Stands with a Fist. Her hair was HOT and strongly resembles mine without taming.

Tony Stark (Iron Man) DUDE he friggin defeated terrorists with scrap metal and created a mini reactor. Talk about renewal energy. Also HOT. You can call me Pepper anytime.

Beany said...

Uh...I'm not sure I can play because I'm not sure I know every one well in the blogosphere. I mean I know some generic things...but what time does Crunchy Chicken blog? Her posts are up awfully early. And how in the world does Sharon have all that time to write those long/detailed posts and read other long/detailed posts and plant/preserve food and raise kids and sleep?

Also ashamed to admit that I had to look up what actually happened regarding the Oregon trail (wasn't sure if this had something to do with trail of tears). So first I'm going to brush up on some history.

Joyce said...

Arduous, what have you started! between this and Crunchy's site, I've about split myself laughing!
Cindy, I'm so honored to join you! I'll cheerfully cook you some saltpork and beans. My only other skill is, uhm, singing. Is that useful, or just anoying?

arduous said...

Crunchy, the more fun the better! But you will rue the day you stole Chile from me. RUE THE DAY!

Cindy, I think Joyce is a good choice, too. I am an agnostic as well, but I too, enjoy her deep thoughts. Also she seems like she would be very calm and capable in the face of emergency.

Chile, I floated the idea of clones to Beany the other day and she told me I couldn't have any clones. So we'll have to figure out something else.

SDG- awesomest wagon ever? Quite possibly.

Beany, I SUSPECT, Crunchy just publishes her posts at midnight each day. I don't think she's always writing until midnight, though I guess it's possible.

Joyce, music is ALWAYS good on a wagon. Which reminds me that before we get this wagon rolling, I really need to work on my guitar. Nothing like camping out after a hard day and playing some music, right?

Crunchy Chicken said...

Damn. I'm sick of being picked on. I want back on your wagon.

Chile said...

Yeah, I'm with you there. It's spiraled outta control. But how would we break it to the others on our own wagons, Crunchy? Maybe we should have a wagon train and invite everybody.

arduous said...

Hooray! Welcome back Crunchy!

arduous said...

Chile, good idea. The more the merrier on our trip to Oregon, right. (Does Angel really fart THAT much?)

Chile said...

No, she really does not. It was a vicious rumor started by, well, in the interest of burying the hatchet, I'm not gonna name names, but then DC took up the banner and perpetuated the myth. In fact, I don't recall much gas lately, so maybe it was a particular brand of dog food we briefly tried.

CAE said...

Ooh, fun! Thank you! I hope you realise though that a) I have never played Oregon trail and b) I've never been in a river kayak. Ocean kayaks are better because they have room for beer. I do know how to figure out which way is North by the stars and by the position of the sun, though. Does that help?

arduous said...

Chile, good. Because I am willing to have DC, Greenpa, Sharon, and all their future numerous progeny, but I draw the line at extremely fartsy dogs.

CAE, sure, it always helps to have someone with a good sense of direction. I have a terrible one so we'll need someone to tell the oxen which way to go. Never playing Oregon Trail is not a problem either, neither had the pioneers. ;) But maybe we should get you training on a river kayak or else the rapids are going to be a little bit of a rude surprise!

Speaking of beer, Chile, what are our beer rations?! You mentioned coffee, but seriously, we can't make a saloon stop every day!

Chile said...

Um, I don't drink beer so I'm the wrong one to ask. I know there are bloggers out there that brew their own, but I don't usually pay much attention since...I don't drink the stuff. I can bring supplies for ginger beer. It's only mildly alcoholic but it would be very refreshing on the trail.

Joyce said...

Cae, I've never played it either, since I am an Old Person, and I spent the 80s chasing four small children around (actually more, since we had foster kids too). But I get the idea. It's like Survivor, with sunbonnets.

arduous said...

I LOVE ginger beer! I think you need to post that recipe on your blog so I can drool over it. :)

Joyce, ahahahah! Survivor with sun bonnets. HI-larious.

Chile said...

I just followed the instructions on Bean Sprouts blog...that is until she upgraded to a real ginger beer plant. I'm still using ginger powder.

arduous said...

Thanks!

Crunchy Chicken said...

Oooh, did someone mention saloon stops? I'll be bringing along some homemade Crunchy Moonshine, but Chile has to promise to bring the lemons and limes.

We'll have to stop in the Cascades for some ice. Now, where in my bonnet did I put that shaker?

arduous said...

Hmmmm ... it sounds like this wagon is getting heavier and heavier by the second. Looks like WE'RE the packrats!

Melinda said...

So, seems like we'll all be on a good ole wagon train? Ok, ok, Chile - I see your point. We'll be better off together. Heee haw!

Chile said...

My only concern, Melinda, is that the wagon train might get a bit bogged down with all the partying. Someone's gonna need to crack the whip at dawn, brew the coffee, and get the oxen moving. A designated wagon driver, if you will. Any other non-drinkers in the crowd? I don't want to be the one everybody curses at with their hang-overs...

Joyce said...

Chile, since it's never fun to be the only sober one at the party, I'll teetotal it with you. Campfire coffee in the morning, while everyone else is sleeping it off-sounds good!

arduous said...

Melinda, yeah, I think we'll be better off together. Plus it will probably be more fun this way. Especially now that Crunchy is making moonshine!

Chile, Joyce you are right though. This is starting to look like the party wagon. But we'll try not to overdo it. As long as Crunchy doesn't get super-drunk and start feeding the oxen moonshine I think we'll be okay.