My Interview Meme

Interview Meme Rules are as follows: You comment on this entry requesting an interview. I respond with five questions. The questions will theoretically be tailored to you based on what I know of you (or want to know). You copy and paste those questions into your own journal, and write the answers, along with these rules. Anyone wanting an interview from you continues the game by requesting an interview from you.

Questions courtesy of the fabulous Mrs. Tora Pines:

1. Have you found yourself saying certain things to your daughter that you recognize from your own parents?
Actually, this disease began even before Lauren was born. For example, if someone were to ask me if today is Friday, my knee jerk response is "All day!" ala dad. I do expect some of my dad's more famous phrases to come into use. Things like "What were you thinking?!?! Don't you know you could have been hurt?!?! *smack*". That was one of my favorites.

2. What movie should I watch that I would never think of watching?
I would be a lot better at this question if I had seen more than 2 movies in the past 26 months. One movie does come to mind that is rather obscure. The movie is called Last of the Dogmen starring Tom Berenger and Barbara Hershey. My father-in-law introduced me to the movie and I absolutely loved it.

3. What would it take to lure you to visit us the next time you are visiting your East Coast family?
Funny you should mention this. Right now, we have plans for a 2 week vacation in August that may include a stop by the Pines household. As you may know, we go to Ocean City every year in August. This year, the trip will be August 11th-19th. The Saturday before, Debbie has a friend getting married in South Carolina. Rather than fly to and from SC on one weekend, than fly to Baltimore the next, we figured this might be an opportune time to visit some friends in North Carolina. However, I subscribe to the Ben Franklin rule of visiting: Guests, like fish, begin to smell after 3 days. :) So, we would hit Baltimore early this year (either Wednesday or Thursday). This leaves enough time for a side trip to DC and a nice respite at the Pines Household for a day (or more). Seem like a plan?

4. Can you name a prank you pulled (or helped pull) sometime in your life for which you never got blame (or credit)?
When it comes to pranks, I'm a bit of a wuss. Most of the ones I pull are benign enough and tend to leave my fingerprints all over it. I've done things like tape a penny to the ear piece of a telephone. There's also the tape a penny to the bottom of an optical mouse (my pranks tend to involve currency for some reason, go figure). I will instead, relay the best prank ever pulled on me. Freshman year at Valpo, our floor at Lankenau was very close. So close, that I rarely locked the door. When some floormates saw this, they decided to use this opportunity to move everything in our room from one side to the other. It was such a beautiful prank that, upon entering the room, my first reaction was to make sure I was in the right room. When I realized it was the right room, it took me a while to figure out what had happened. That was, by far, the best prank I had ever seen (this was prior to the Internet posting stuff like this almost everyday).

5. What's something I don't know about you that would completely surprise me?
My mind is a dark, strange place where few have the temerity to tread (that's not a surprise, I know). When I was young, I read a book whose name escapes me, but I think it was called Starwolf. After reading this book, most of my doodles in high school took on a military theme with elaborate drawings of fight scenes between foot soldiers, armor, rocket ships, and a combination of these. From this I developed in my mind this intricate secret society of warriors where, like fielding a football team, high schools had to form armies to fight one another for supremacy. There were a lot of rules about hierarchy, command structure, engagement, etc. Naturally, in this dream scape, I was a superb soldier and commander who conquers most of the high schools east of the Mississippi before graduating (did I mention I daydream a lot). This elaborate and complicated day dream extended itself to my college days and so forth. I won't spend much time on this, but these thoughts still pop up in my head today. I know. I am deeply disturbed individual.
I have written this second paragraph about 3 times trying to give a surprising insight into my high school years. I actually have several, but I think I am going to go with this one: During my entire 4 years of high school, I never used the rest rooms there for fear of getting caught in the classic bully-nerd situation. Keep in mind, I was never threatened by anyone or made fun of in a demeaning way. I just feared the possibility so much, I never wanted to put myself in a situation where it might happen.