drewbear | Barbara Walters, he ain't. (Thank god!)

harley hooked me into the latest round of the "Interview Meme", and here's the rules & results:

1 -- Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.
2 -- I will respond; I'll ask you five questions.
3 -- You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers.
4 -- You'll include this explanation.
5 -- You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed

1) So what's with all the prono pics of you lately? Not that I'm complaining I'm just curious what brought it on all of the sudden.

2) Have you even actually met

disgruntledgrrl in person? I know you're both in the same area (i.e. texas)

3)which was the best of these three, The Facts of Life, Different Strokes, or Webster?

4)What's your favorite SP moment?

5)a guy on the street walks up to you, throws you some handcuffs, a ski mask, a loaded handgun, a french tickler and asks you if you want to go with him for a wild night on the town. What do you respond?

1) For the first time in a long, long time, maybe for the first time ever, I feel desirable and sexy. Now that I have meds that make me sane, I want to celebrate myself. Plus I figured out that I can take my film to Eckerds/CVS and mail it in to the Kodak processing center. I get high-quality pics back on a CD and I circumvent the "no porn pics developed in public" laws in Texas.

2) Nope, never met her in person. Been close a couple of times; she's gone to comedy shows at Hyena's in Arlington on nights that I had free tickets but declined due to excessively early tutoring sessions the next morning.

3) The A-Team.

3a) Okay, okay, I guess I'll go with The Facts of Life, if only because it's the only one I can remember having seen.

4) I have to pick ONE?! Alright, alright, lemme think.... Probably Game Night Pt. 4 because I love the myriad ways that Mike finds to die, not to mention the cameo by Mr. Fishface.

5) I'd look him up and down then say "Why

harley, I didn't know you cared!" Then we'd engage in a night of debauchery and mayhem ending only when the dawn rose over the thick haze of pot smoke surrounding the large pile of naked, writhing man-flesh covered in $100 bills located on the front steps of the Central Police Station. Let's see them try to arrest the entire night shift, hmm?

Or we could stay in and watch reruns of Star Trek.