interview w/a demigoddess...

kristin had a meme where she was interviewed and asked for volunteers. ever up for a challenge, i gleefully volunteered...

1) When you were a little boy, what did you want to be when you grew up and why?
there are few people surviving from when i was a little boy, and those that have either don't read this blog or are so far into their dotage, that i can make pretty much anything up. but, alas, i will be honest. when i was a little boy, i wanted to be a priest. had pseudo-masses in our kitchen. our dog, buttons (awww *sniff*, rip) would happily eat the rest of the communion hosts (either ers or bread). why? my family was very involved in our church.

in high school, i wanted to write - specifically be a journalist...

by and large i am still a little boy and i want to do pretty much what i am doing now, but get paid much more...

2) What is the wildest thing you have ever done? Do you regret it? Why or why not?
hehe - i reserve the right to be very selective here. while i am not sure what i am going to write about is the *wildest* thing i've done, it's the *wildest* thing i care to write about. also, keep in mind that *wild* for me, is not really the same as wild for, say, scott weiland. i recall (or nearly recall) a party, where i was holding court. stridently defending barney and pontificating in a way that was truly funny. i was pretty hammered. a foaf took me home - a guy and his friend (who was the relative of some south american political king pin (seriously)). well, i made it to the door of my house and decided, rather than going in, i apparently decided i'd just sleep on the porch. this is the middle of winter, mind you, wearing a very light jacket. at some point, my wife called the host of the party, who told her, i left hours ago. she looked out on the porch, and there i was. seriously, it's a wonder i didn't freeze to , or do a jimi hendrix. well, my tiny little wife, dragged me into the foyer, to sleep...and i survived, i guess

3) If you were given the chance to travel in time, where would you go and to what year in particular? Why?
hmmmm -i have many answers here....
july 1, 2005 - so i will have completed my masters...
late 40's or 50's, nyc, when bop ruled...
but my real answer would be 4 hours ago, so me and my daughter could clear the last level in star wars: lego

do y'all remember in LOST IN TRANSLATION, when bill murray talks about how wonderful it is to see your kids grow into being such great people - where, there you go...

4) Imagine that your weblog becomes wildly popular: your hit counter skyrockets, your comments are overflowing, and everyone is emailing you about everything you post. Name 3 positive things that could come of this, and 3 negative things.
positive:
hearing my own voice thrills me - a large audience would thrill me more...
perhaps sandra bullock would check me out
i'd have an opportunity to share what i care about

bad things:
i may write for my audience rather than myself...
i'd feel the need to be *interesting* 24/7
wil wheaton might link to me...

fortunately, there is only a negligible chance this will happen, so i guess i am safe!!!


5) What’s your favourite season of the year and why?
summer. duh...
a no-brainer, imho
for the reason why - listen to any beach boys record...or go down to lakeview beach - or compare it with shoveling the driveway...

6) Can you juggle?
yes, i can!!!!


now, the first 5 that ask, will get interviewed by me!