• Name: Elizabeth Johanna Gilbert
  • Alias(es): Bef! or Beth
  • Age: Twenty. That's a fifth of a century.
  • Hometown: Grand Junction, CO
  • When Not Serving Coffee, I Like To: Read, write, draw pictures, develop inappropriate obsessions with cats, go to school and read some more, run Poetry Night at the AC (you should come!), play Mobster Drive-By Shooting with my little brothers
  • I Make a Mean: Hot Cocoa, and Overly Elaborate Towers of Whipped Cream
  • Last Album I Listened To: I shuffled Paul Simon's Graceland and Ani Difranco's Evolve
  • Currently Reading: I'm shuffling between "Fire in the Equations: Science, Meaning, and the Search for God," and "The Dictionary of the Khazars"
  • This Is a Good Movie: The Blues Brothers. Or you could shuffle over to Black ORpheus or Singing in the Rain.
  • Secret Attack Move: High-flying Useless Catlike Jump of Futile Anger. I also bite, and hit people with the telephone if need be.

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  • Alley Cat Drink: Smoothies!
  • Alley Cat Foodstuffs: I must say bagels.
  • Color: Indigo, I guess. It's like Fundamentalist Purple.
  • Yo' Mama Joke: Yo mama so ugly, she got to buy Mrs. Butterworth's just to have somebody to smile at her.
  • A Quote from Me: Sometimes, I think I love the world so hard I'll disappear.
  • A Quote from Not Me: Well, let's say this Twinkie represents the normal amount of psychokinetic energy in the New York area. Based on this morning's reading, it would be a Twinkie thirty-five feet long, weighing approximately six hundred pounds.