I'm fairly certain it's us not you newj. Those were some pretty lyrical descriptions and I'm feeling stupid that I can't Dr. Garbanzoure them out. I'm sure I'll be smacking my head when they're answered.
Alright, well, here're some easy ones to get y'all confident:
8. YEAH, DAD, I AM GONNA TURN THIS BLOCK OF MARBLE INTO DIO, AND YEAH, I AM GONNA PUT IT IN THE TOWN SQUARE, AND YEAH, EVERYONE'S GOING TO LOVE IT! FUCK YOU, DAD! I BELIEVE IN ME, CHRISTINE BELIEVES IN ME, DIO BELIEVES IN ME! BECAUSE HE'S A GOD, DAD, THAT'S WHY! DON'T WAVE YOUR FUCKIN' BIBLE AT ME, DAD! I'M GONNA GO GET LAID! [walks out of room backwards, both middle fingers in the air, smirking]
9. Every weekend, I go up to my cabin and paint watercolors. They're not amazing, but one time, someone saw one, cried, and wrote me a blank check for it. I cashed it for $120 and bought a space heater and new supplies. Seemed fair.