My girlfriend did a post a while back like this. I asked to be interviewed. Here goes my interview, not that you care.
The rules:
1. Leave me a comment saying, “Interview me.”
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five Questions!
1) What one quote/lyric/etc do you live your life by? Why?
I don’t think it’s good policy to live one’s life by a single quote or lyric or saying. I have some favorite quotes and lyrics. There are many that I think influence me, but none that I look to when I need to make a decision. I like to think that I don’t live my life by anyone else’s words. I live it by mine. I’m intelligent and insightful enough to go through my days looking no further than my own mind for words.
2) What is your earliest memory?
I remember my parents’ first house. I remember sitting in the living room on that ugly couch. I was 3 years old. I remember that same year my little sister was born. I remember my parents telling me that I was going to get a sister. I asked very seriously “Do we have to keep her in the house?”
3) What would someone be surprised to learn about you?
I am deathly afraid of bees. I’m not really allergic to them in any kind of life threatening way. I’m just scared to death of them. I will run away from some bees. Other bugs and crawly things don’t bother me. Heights? No problem. I very much like the dark. I never cared much about what was under my bed or in the basement. Bees just scare the shit out of me.
4) If you had to pick one meal to eat for the rest of your life, what would it be?
This is a difficult question. I don’t really really like any certain food. I don’t even eat a certain thing on even a weekly basis. I’ve never been able to truthfully answer the favorite food question. I would think if i was going to eat one meal to eat forever, it better fuckin’ taste good. Maybe like pizza, or cheeseburgers, or cheeseburger pizza. It would also have to have the necessary vitamins and minerals and such to actually keep me alive for a while. So pizza, cheeseburger, and cheeseburger pizza are out. I would have to say that even if what choose tastes great, I’d still get sick of it eventually. So I would want to be fed intravenously. You can’t get sick of that taste. There is no taste, as your mouth is uninvolved. It may sound kinda shitty. But think about eating one thing every day forever. I bet after like a month you’d be begging for a food tube to be jammed into your arm instead of yet another pizza.
5) Would you ever do anything just to get on tv?
Negative. TV pisses me off. It would be cool to be on Dirty Jobs with Mike Rowe. My job isn’t dirty though, so that probably won’t happen. I HATE reality TV. It would be neat to be on one of those shows where they take a bunch of people and make them all live in a house together. I’d be normal for a few weeks to gain their trust and make sure the viewers would notice if I disappeared suddenly. Then I’d get piss drunk, naked, start peeing on stuff and set the couch on fire. Just go nuts. It’d be neat to see how they worked me out of the story, or if they’d just let it roll, and let me fuck with a group of people to the point where they all move out.
