WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
Sort of; I think one of Dad’s ex-girlfriends was involved. Not Deanna Durbin.
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
A week ago?
DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
I used to; now it’s just my handwriting.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
Really good ham for a tomato, ham, and mayo on wheat toast.
DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
One daughter, Ray, without whom I would have neither an amazing store of experiences nor an unflaggingly warming (take that both ways) presence in my life.
IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
If there were two of me, I would be friends with the other me, but I would frustrate me to no end. If I were someone else entirely, it would depend.
DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?
DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?
WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
Nope. I would pee my pants, through the action of gravity, if nothing else.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
I loved that “What cracklin’ oat bran?” commercial. Really? I don’t like cereal all that much, now that as an adult I can declare it muffins and danish day whenever I want to.
DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
Depends on the shoe; some shoes DON’T HAVE SHOELACES. Sheesh.
DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?
Not unless Ray’s life is at stake.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
Their hands. If people are talking and waving their hands, I’ll watch their hands.
RED OR PINK?
WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?
Currently? Not only am I critical of everything that isn’t me, I’m very critical of me. Right now what’s driving me up the wall is that I didn’t used to care whether I was pretty or not. This year, all of a sudden, I worry that I’m not pretty anymore! Gah!
WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
Oh, lots of people. But I want to go visit Heather sometime. I never manage to stay in contact with her for very long before we lose track again.
WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?
Black pants. Green crocs.
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?
Mrph? Excuse me, mango smoothie.
WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
A very muted saxaphone-based jazz track I don’t care for very much.
IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?
Baking bread. Fresh sheets. Peaches and apricots. Coffee. The people I love.
WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
Guy from Huntsville, AL, whom I was sweet-talking into giving me some files.
I can’t tell you! –and cooking.
DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
Not since Ray was born. Maybe before that.
Soup and smammitches.
SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?
LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
The entire Star Wars series…that is, the good ones…for Father’s Day.
WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
White with the lime green dancing brain.
SUMMER OR WINTER?
HUGS OR KISSES?
Hugs. I like kisses, but I’ve mastered the hug.
That trifle turned out pretty damned good. But usually it’s cheesecake.
WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
I’m not reading a book now; I’m reading a blog. My blog. See? You are too.
WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
A mouse and probably a kid-sized glass with the dregs of some sort of sticky fluid.
WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON T.V. LAST NIGHT?
The last TV I watched was on Friday night, I think — Rachael Ray on the food network. Business trip makes strange bedfellows.
The sound of one hand cla–uh, I mean, the rustling sound of wind through trees.
ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
Stones. Ever since “Paint it Black” was the theme song from China Beach.
WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?
Mentally or physically? Corpus Christi, probably, or a few nights in college, mentally.
DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?
I have many special talents, none of which, other than my ability to make an ass of myself, spring immediately to mind.
WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
Ever since Dave pointed out that the location of your birth was something often used as a security question, I have quit revealing that info. Not in South Dakota.