I asked for questions a couple of days ago. Here's some of them. Ask more in the comments section, people.
Josh (who has known me for far too long) asks:
What do you charge?
Ask your hot wife.
This one's from longtime pal Alice:
Why do I gotta be creative and interesting? The pressure is on. I feel like I'm taking a test. Dammit.
What if the creative stuff is too personal?
That's fine. I'll just make up a filthy lie.
What if the interesting stuff is something that no one else is interested in?
Well, you're interested, aren't you? Ask away.
Screw it. What's your favorite ice cream flavor? Are you lactose intolerant?
Damn, I was hoping to make up something very disturbing. My favorite ice cream flavor comes from the Sundae School parlor on Cape Cod: Grape Nut. If that's not available, a good strawberry goes a long way. And no, I am not. If I were, I'd be in agony quite often because of my cheese addiction.
Amy (the Snarling Marmot) wonders:
What breakfast cereal does BeaucoupKevin enjoy most and why?
Cold: Special K. It's just plain good.
Warm: Nabisco's Cream Of Rice. My mother made it quite often and I get insta-flashbacks when I have a bowl. Good, hearty fare for your winter mornings.
Christina, one of my favorite humans on the planet:
A cop-out question, I know, but I can only think in lyrics today: What were the skies like when you were young?
"The sky above the port was the color of television tuned to a dead channel."
Actually, I remember the sky being big when I was young. Living in Arkansas from ages 5 through 10, there were long flat spaces where you'd see the most spectacular clouds and colors. And little fluffy clouds, dear. Little. Fluffy. Clouds.
Maggie (who I need to link to, damn it) asks:
What's a "Nubian?"
It's a little known fact that the Nubians were originally going to be the name for the residents of Naboo in Star Wars: Episode 1. After Doug Chiang told him he'd done quite enough damage to Asians with the Neimoidians, he dropped that and gave them the more sensible name of "Nabooitiantites" to avoid harsh words from the black community. He then snuck Jar-Jar past everyone by throwing money during a screening on Skywalker Ranch. This may be a complete lie.
Josh (who has known me for far too long) asks:
What do you charge?
Ask your hot wife.
This one's from longtime pal Alice:
Why do I gotta be creative and interesting? The pressure is on. I feel like I'm taking a test. Dammit.
What if the creative stuff is too personal?
That's fine. I'll just make up a filthy lie.
What if the interesting stuff is something that no one else is interested in?
Well, you're interested, aren't you? Ask away.
Screw it. What's your favorite ice cream flavor? Are you lactose intolerant?
Damn, I was hoping to make up something very disturbing. My favorite ice cream flavor comes from the Sundae School parlor on Cape Cod: Grape Nut. If that's not available, a good strawberry goes a long way. And no, I am not. If I were, I'd be in agony quite often because of my cheese addiction.
Amy (the Snarling Marmot) wonders:
What breakfast cereal does BeaucoupKevin enjoy most and why?
Cold: Special K. It's just plain good.
Warm: Nabisco's Cream Of Rice. My mother made it quite often and I get insta-flashbacks when I have a bowl. Good, hearty fare for your winter mornings.
Christina, one of my favorite humans on the planet:
A cop-out question, I know, but I can only think in lyrics today: What were the skies like when you were young?
"The sky above the port was the color of television tuned to a dead channel."
Actually, I remember the sky being big when I was young. Living in Arkansas from ages 5 through 10, there were long flat spaces where you'd see the most spectacular clouds and colors. And little fluffy clouds, dear. Little. Fluffy. Clouds.
Maggie (who I need to link to, damn it) asks:
What's a "Nubian?"
It's a little known fact that the Nubians were originally going to be the name for the residents of Naboo in Star Wars: Episode 1. After Doug Chiang told him he'd done quite enough damage to Asians with the Neimoidians, he dropped that and gave them the more sensible name of "Nabooitiantites" to avoid harsh words from the black community. He then snuck Jar-Jar past everyone by throwing money during a screening on Skywalker Ranch. This may be a complete lie.
