I've read a lot of good Q & A sessions in the blogger interviews going around and decided that since I enjoy being fashionably late on occasion, it was time for someone to ask me a few questions. I asked Coaster Punchman (CP), already in the zone from several good interviews himself and he came up with these gems.
1. Who do you like better, me or Mindy? Compare/contrast.
This was a tough, soul searching question. Since meeting you on the blogs CP, I've been very impressed with your stalking, thieving, and writing abilities. I was lucky enough to meet you in a public place with backup and learned first hand that not only are you smart, funny and stylish up close, you even have a poor George who comes with his own inestimable qualifications.
Your good friend Mindy, I grew to know by association, first on the blogs where she intimidated me a little with her big brain and then later, in a public place with back up. During the planning phases for my trip to London, Mindy provided a lot of great insider information about what to see, where to go and so on by email. She was a real sweetheart. When I met her, she was immediately charming, witty and sexy, a woman with a devilish side who put me at ease straight away.
Having mulled this question over for practically many minutes, I'm going to have to go with your mutual friend Lulu. As far as I know, she's only judged me secretly to this point.
2. Tell us about the last time you bitch slapped someone, in word or in deed. Describe in great detail how much they deserved it, and what exactly you did that might satisfy my hunger for a good revenge story.
I'm generally an easy going, kind, compassionate and willing to listen sort of guy despite my often crusty demeanor which I save for the blog. I don't however, have a problem demanding good service when there's no reason for it not to be good or I'm paying through the nose for it. Although it's a while gone now, this post described a minor sparring match that, I feel, I stuck the landing on. Generally, I gently bitch slap people at work all the time but that doesn't count because they're often unarmed. Oh, and don't talk, eat or breathe at the movies if I'm in the theatre unless you're a lot bigger than me. If I can take you, I'll tell you to shut the fuck up.
3. What exactly do you perceive to be the problem with the French Canadians? Should they be allowed to live? Why or why not?
I don't believe French Canadians have a problem, it's all French people and that problem is, they don't speak English. The town I grew up in was about half French and half English. The English were morally above reproach and clearly the chosen people. The French sneered and hissed at us like animals, spoke a type of backward gibberish and fought with us just because we were better than them and called them frogs. That is, until the native Indians on a nearby reservation burned down their Church, their school, a couple of roadside bars and started getting bussed into our schools. Then we made up and out with the French like nobody's business. Did you know they do wine and have tasty sauces for practically anything? I love the French and have decided to let them live. Unless they rebuild the school for the Indians and then they're out.
4. You seem to be the most loyal blogger in terms of responding to your comments. Describe just how bad it feels when the rest of us fail to respond to yours.
When I first started getting comments on posts, I wondered if I should just play the aloof card and not respond or if I should respond and let everyone know just how aloof I really was. It seems to be all or nothing with me. As I cry myself to sleep at night anyway, whether people respond to my comments or not has little to no impact.
5. Is Toronto it for you? Have you ever considered moving? Where would you relocate to if you could?
Toronto's been a great city to live and work in and I like that it's relatively safe and clean. I'm not very nomadic by nature and think I would have a hard time just pulling up stakes and moving around. When I visit other places and see their relative charms, I do ask myself if I could live there or not though.
Somewhere on the west coast of Canada like Victoria British Columbia would be lovely; it's filled with charm, is on the water and I hear the mushrooms are pretty good.
If I didn't have to work, I'd love to split my time between somewhere quiet like Victoria, somewhere more energetic like London or New York and perhaps I'd throw Rome in there for a few months out of the year. It can't be that hard to make a living selling water off a cart for a Euro or two to the tourists can it? I mean I've bought it.
If any of you would like to be asked five whole questions, ask Coaster Punchman. Or I guess you could ask me. I'll email you questions as long as your email is in your profile or comment and you'll answer them and like it.