Friday Fives
1. How do you spend your lunch hour?hmmm, generally I am eating a frozen dinner in a break room reading anti-Bush literature I print out from the web. I used to prefer Salon, because they lean a little left on the political side. However, our president is such a monumental failure that I can get good anti-Bush lit about anywhere these days.
2. What's the most extravagant thing you've ever done for a pet or animal?
Good question. Both of our last car decisions were specific to our pets. They had to be able to travel comfortably and safely. That being said, there is a delicious tale of irony to tell: So we bought the Subaru Outback so the dogs had plenty of room on roadtrips, right? So, after that, we bought a nice cargo bag for the top of the Outback. We did this so the dogs could have the maximum possible room inside the large cabin (the back seats go down) for the dogs. My genius dog, Max, decided to eat the cargo bag one day. So, now when we travel... the dogs have to smoosh inbetween all of our crap.
3. What could Barbara Walters make you cry about?
I can't see much she could make me cry about. There are two passions I have in life, music , family, and air hockey. Anything in that realm I am susceptible to, anything outside of that I can take or leave.
4. What is your weirdest, or most comical, dead pet story that you can bear sharing? Wow, thanks for bringing everything down a notch, Roy. When I was a kid growing up, We had a basset (or beagle, or something droopy like that) named Beau. He was old and codgy and one day when I came home from school I went to the family room to watch Scooby Doo, which I did diligently every day I can remember. Anyhow (and the irony only strikes me now about the dead dog and the dog show) one day I came home from school and Beau was sleeping, but there was white foam coming out of his nose. Yup, he was dead. So that was my lesson on dog mortality at an early age. But, the question was funny. So lemme tell you some funny stuff about my animals passing. I grew up with cats and dogs all my life. Whenever they passed into old age and had incontinence problems, my mom would take them to the vet and they would not return. She would say the vet took them to live at their ranch. I always knew something was funny about that. Now, as an adult, I understand very old animals should be euthanized for their own good. To this day though, my mother still maintains that Duke (our Weimeraner) and Coco (our calico cat) are still roaming at the vet's ranch. I grew up in the middle of metro Phoenix... there are no ranches. So here is to Coco, Duke, Beau, and the several gerbils and hampsters and rabbits that never made it out of that house alive. Most importantly, here is to Whiskey! 5. Have you recently rediscovered your appreciation of an album that you grew tired of long ago? yes, it happens a lot. Because I am obsessed with music, I can often get erratic in my listening. The best example would be Bob Dylan. I will listen to nothing but Bob for about a month (nothing after '65 ever, with the exception of '74s Blood on the Tracks). Then, I will go a year or so without cracking a single disc. George Harrison, the Beatles, and Metallica have similar trendy effects on me. Better question then might be, who is a band that is consistently a pleaser for me, and consistently in decent rotation? I can only think of one who is there time and time again, and never loses favor - Toad the Wet Sprocket via Roy click on comments and add your own Friday Five answers