1. Name 5 things you did more of before social networking (facebook, myspace, twitter, etc.)?
- Read
- Sleep
- Work at work
- Download porn
- Did I say work?
- For the record, I don't do any "social networking." No FaceBook, MySpace, Twitter for me. I have a Twitter account but nothing to say. Facebook's privacy issues give me both the heebies and the jeebies, so no thank you, besides, my life is not that exciting and it's none of your business who I had at lunch (or had lunch with). It's not that I'm a virgin in these areas, I've just found them pointless. Not that they are evil time-sucking hook-up monstors, no, it's just that I have very specific parts of my life that are on a strictly "need to know" basis, and the world does not "need to know."
- Besides my kids?
- I grab my phone from my night stand and the computer in the office on the left which has ALL the pictures on it, my wife starts grabbing 20 years worth of pre-digital scrapbooks, and, if the garage isn't on fire already, I grab the fire safe with our vital documents in it. And a cool drink. I hate watching fires and being thirsty.
- Both, and it's killing me.
- 12:05 am, this morning
- 4:45 AM, but I'm not complaining. My wife had to wake up early so we knocked out a quick one before she hit the shower and I took off to the gym.
- I don't sleep enough by about 3 hours a night. It started in high school when I had to be on the field and ready for marching band at 6:15 am and I had a major bout of insomnia at the same time. I'd be up until 1-2 playing "Missle Command" on my Atari 64. If you put it on the "Easy" setting you can play for hours.
- A solid punch right in the middle of the forehead. Knock.....Him......Out!
And before anyone complains, remember, they started it.
- My keys
- My phone
- An impending sense of doom
Bonus: Name a place that you visited last week that you’ve never visited before. Briefly tell us about the visit.
- I went to a Jack in the Box in San Dimas, CA after my daughter's track meet. She ran very well and wanted an ice cream. I had been very good on my "diet" until that point, so I shared her milkshake with her and gave her some of my cookie, and, of course, we both ate the fries.

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