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Advantages:	It introduced me to a couple of writers I hadn't come across before
Disadvantages:	I'm getting through the alphabet too damn fast !

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This is Joyce Fricken’s challenge to us all. She wants all of us to do this but not to read anyone else’s responses first. So go to her personal page, do your version and then come back and read mine.

#1: Who was your childhood hero/heroine? Why?

My oldest brother…because he could seemingly turn his hand to anything. He decided to try painting, and produced good stuff from day 1, he thought learning to play the guitar would be cool…so he did, becoming embarrassingly proficient in a very short time. Nowadays he’s a shambling buffoon with the communication skills of a neutrino…and a particularly stupid neutrino at that, but back then…

Also Champion the Wonder Horse, Skippy the Bush Kangaroo and Flipper, all of whom were heroes to many of us old pharts, and all of whom had MUCH better communication skills than my brother.

#2: At this point in your life would you say you generally go for "quality" or "quantity"? Splain please?

Oh quality, every time. One good turn is so much better than 40 wrong ones. Same rule applies to food, drink, sex, (I think) and plane journeys.

#3: Describe yourself in 3 words.
(Not a sentence or a statement. Just 3 words.)

Impulsive, Hedonistic, There.

#4: Now write a Haiku incorporating those 3 words.

Impulsive Sleevie,
Hedonistic to a fault.
And there’s the problem.

#5: In your next life you have the choice of being…

• A cartoon character
• The leader of a great nation
• A doggie
• A deadly germ
  Pick one and explain why?

A dog. More specifically a dog just like Doogie: my faithful companion. A drinking buddy to someone who can read my mind and fill my bowl (preferably with something foaming from a good brewery). A stalwart ally and the purge of posties and would-be attackers wielding leaflets and pizza menus. A constant source of amusement, laughter and loose fur for a friendly type with a liberal attitude to cleaning stuff off the floor. Of course, the liberal free sex wouldn’t go amiss either.#6: Use the 3 words listed below in a sentence or a one line slogan.

• Freedom Fries
• Bitter
• Gas

Freedom fries, while the rest of us shiver, knowing that the consumption of too much bitter can result in some serious gas problems.#7: Answer the two questions below. Then vigorously defend your answers.
(Please note: freshness is not an option.)

• Frozen peas or canned peas?
• Frozen spinach or canned spinach?

Frozen peas…they have texture, flavour, colour and at least SOME nutritional value. The canned variety lack all the above. The only redeeming feature of canned peas is that the can is recyclable when empty, and quite useful as a WMD when full. (That’s weapon of minimal destruction…for them as cares)

Now spinach is another thing entirely. In either frozen or canned varieties, they serve no purpose except for torturing the young (unless you subscribe to my theory regarding the use of cans – as detailed above…for goodness’ sake pay ATTENTION!) so unless you want to add some fairly natural green colour to your wash, or soup or whatever, I suggest you avoid both of these. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

#8: Write the first line of your autobiography.
Then write the last line of your autobiography.

Strange to relate, but I was born when I was two.

And so, with a sense that it’s not all over JUST yet, I push away my keyboard and rise to greet another…yet another day. “Aren’t you finished that bloody book yet?” comes the cry from downstairs, and I go to meet my nemesis. #9: Which best describes your life? Why??

• Reoccurring dream
• Nightmare
• Wet-dream

Recurring dream…every Wednesday, regular as clockwork.
Wet dream…every now and then…depending on how the virtual dating is going.
Nightmare…when I realize that the deadline has come and gone, taking with it my chances of meeting it.#10: Ever thrown-up in public? If so where & why?

Once, in circumstances so mortally embarrassing and irredeemably awful that I vowed it would never happen again. I hope to die before the truth gets out.