Got this from Sas, and Shanti.
Grab the book nearest you – turn to page 18 and read line 4:
My PDA was closer to me than the BookCourier, and the only book I have on their is the NCIC 2000 Operators Manual. This is from the Vehicle Chapter: “2. If the license plate number exceeds 10 characters (eight for NCIC format), only the last ten should be entered.”
Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. You’re touching:
One of Treva’s pillows.
What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Without looking, guess what time it is:
Now look at the clock:
With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
Fayette County dispatch on the scanner.
When did you last step outside?
Last night, when I came home with Treva.
Before you started this survey, what did you look at?
My Gregarius page with all my RSS feeds on it.
What are you wearing?
I just woke up, so, um…
Did you dream last night?
Actually yes. It was quite detailed, not the norm for me, and a little odd. I was doing a paramedic ride-a-long with the two medics from “Saved.” A show which I don’t get since no TNT, but the guys had the same name. I forget parts of it, but we had brought in a comatosed patient who had been fine until a fight with her family. She had walked out to the bus stop and was talking to one of the medics until she just froze. While at the ER I was standing at the desk and talking about the $225 bill I had gotten for visiting when I cut my finger. Then I got into a weird conversation with a doc while wondering the hospital in search of a recycling bin for my Coke. Finding the coke, and realizing we had been gone for a while, we sprinted back to the ER. In my little world it is broad daylight at 2245 too. Some other random stuff happened, including a disertation on why I was going to stay in Dispatch and not go be a street medic, but I don’t remember it all. I swear, this is why I remember almost none of my dreams. It’s my system’s way of protecting me… from myself.
When did you last laugh?
You mean before I wrote the last paragraph, which is all tru, hmmm. Probably last night while playing Anagram Mania with Treva and watching TV.
What is on the walls of the room you are in?
I’m in our bedroom at the moment. There’s a picture of something between the closets and a shelf of some sort with nicknacky type things over by the door.
Seen anything weird lately?
Nothing more wierd than the usual Rednecky goodness I encounter on a daily basis. Mmm, rednecky goodness.
What is the last film you saw?
Sadly, I had to consult my Netflix queue, to answer this question, since we’ve been watching more older TV shows than movies lately. It was “Monster-In-Law.”
If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?
I would purchase a plot of land, several barrels of concrete, a shovel or two, and a group of hired goons; shortly thereafter, a team of high priced lawyers. All right, fine, in all seriousness I would give a bunch of money to my church, send some to Shanti’s parents, bribe the Chineese government to speed up Tony and Rett’s adoption paperwork, finally get my island in the south Pacific, and hire a personal shopper/chofer and never shop at Wal-Mart again, and I would probably buy a couple of new radios too.
Tell me something about you that I don’t know:
I don’t know. What doesn’t anyone know about me? I look good in a dress.
If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
Everyone would know God and how wonderful his love is.
Do you like to dance?
George W. Bush:
Wow, I don’t even know. I have many mixed emotions.
Imagine your first child is a girl..what do you call her?
Imagine your first child is a boy..what do you call him?
Also, a surprise. Haven’t given much thought to having children yet. Ask my wife, she’s probably got loads of ideas.
Would you ever consider living abroad?
Probably, but I’m not sure how our families would take it.
What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gate?
“Well done. The buffet is that way.”