Would you like an Interview by yours truly?
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better. If I already know you well, expect the questions to be more intimate!
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 post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
Here are the questions "Melissa":http://filmstar.livejournal.com/ asked me:
1) *Other than meeting/marrying Jess, what single event do you think has made the biggest difference in your life's direction?*
It's a toss up between my first technical support job, and buying my first camera.
Buying my first camera has obvious implications.
That first technical support job that I took was the straw the broke the camel's back. It's the job that made me realize I could easily make twice what I'm expecting to make when I get out of college right this very moment. It's the moment at which I decided to put my efforts into a career instead of an education. Had I not made that choice, things would be VERY different today.
2) *Tit for tat: What one song, only one song, would you say best symbolizes me or your relationship with me? Why?*
Fat Bottom Girls, of COURSE. :)
No, really… it's hard for me to answer this. More often than not, I don't even know the words to the songs I like and I just make them up as I go along. And, the ones that I do know, usually have some personal meaning but aren't really attached to someone else. Or, if they are attached to someone else, it's because of the song and the moment and the events surrounding it, and no so much the words of the song. But, knowing all of that…
I'd say, most of all, F-Stop Blues. You introduced me to Jack Johnson. And I remember hearing that song and hearing him sing "Lift him up to see what you can see, He begins his focusing, He's aiming at you". At that time, it made me think of seeing you, walking somewhere on a beach, me with my camera in hand, stalking you, in a way. I always think of you when I hear it.
3) *A nuclear bomb goes off near your home and you will have to spend the rest of your life confined to a fallout shelter. You can take five people with you — who are they?*
Jess of course. And my dad.
The other three are more difficult. I need to make a few assumptions in order to choose.
I need to assume that taking people out of their current lives to be in my fallout shelter without their significant others is okay and won't piss them off. For instance, I like you a whole lot, but I'm not close enough to Ali to choose him as one of my 5 slots. But I wouldn't want to take you from him if that would make you unhappy. So I'm going to assume that everyone else in the whole entire world is going to die and so it doesn't matter who I take from who.
In that same vein I will not consider who the other people would want to have with them. For instance, Jess would love to have her friend Mel around and her happiness is important to me, but, then that a totally different question.
And I also need to consider how well that group would function with one another. For instance, I have a friend or two that many of my other friends don't really care for. As much as I like them, bringing them would only stress out the rest of the group. And, I need to consider not just my personal likes, but also, those people's ability to contribute to the whole.
Really… there are too many factors to consider… waaaay too many factors… I don't think I could choose. But I won't cop out on you. I'll just decide based solely on me and my current whimsical desires: looks, common interests, common beliefs, likelihood to show gratitude for saving their life, likelihood to do all the housework so I don't have to, etc, etc:
Mel (in Sudbury), Gloria, and You.
4) *You can take one mix CD with you into the fallout shelter. What is the track list?*
Assuming 15 tracks on the CD…
1) Get out the Map - Indigo Girls
2) Overlap - Ani Difranco
3) F-Stop Blues - Jack Johnson
4) The Luckiest - Ben Folds
5) Since U Been Gone - Kelly Clarkson
6) Ossining - Mike Doughty
7) Rising Sign - Mike Doughty
8) City of Motors - Soul Coughing
9) But It's Better If You Do - Panic! At the Disco
10) In Between Days - Ben Folds
11) When I Fall - Barenaked Ladies
12) Take It Outside - Barenaked Ladies
13) Hyena - Rancid
14) Date Rape - Sublime
15) Ikea - Johnathan Coulton
And, special bonus track: Inside - Honchie
5) *What do you miss the most about single life? The least?*
There really isn't that much that I miss. I mean, most of the things I did when I was single, I still do (or could do) now.
If I had to pick one thing, I'd say it's that I lend a large portion of my daily thoughts and actions to Jess and her well being. But I did that when I was single too, for friends, girlfriends, hopeful hookups and the like. However, I guess that, since I still think of all of those people *and* at the same time, put so much of myself into Jess, I can be stretched a little thin from time to time. It was nice to, every now and then, be able to do exactly what I wanted to do simply because I wanted to do it, with no one to answer to other than myself, my sense of morals, and the few people, if any, that happened to be involved.
However, even now, I can still act in this selfish manner from time to time, I'm just less likely to. Not because Jess requires it, but because of who I am and what I want to be, for her.
I think, even more than that, I miss the way people treated me when I was single. These days, a lot of people treat me like an old, married man. I have friends who don't flirt like they used to because I'm married now, even though I've told them that Jess and I both understand and respect that we both like to flirt. I have guy friends who don't invite me out with the guys because they want to gawk at women and they think that old married geezers like me don't like to look at hot women any more. People treat me differently, and I wish they wouldn't.
As far as what I miss the least goes. I don't miss, even a little bit, not having someone to come home to every day. I don't miss not having that security that comes with knowing no matter how I fuck up, who rejects me, what I fail at, what I forget to do, or what bad thing happens, there is someone at home who loves me and cares for me unconditionally and will help me through any trouble I might have, no matter how deep I've gotten myself.
