March 6, 2003
Thursday Threesome at 3:00 p.m.
Onesome: Cold—Are you a cold weather person and you just deal with it, or do you prefer temperatures closer to the century mark?
I'm definitely a cold weather person. I can't stand the heat. Even inside, I prefer to keep the thermostat down. If necessary, I'll bundle up in sweaters and blankets to keep warm. When it gets too hot in the Bay Area, I get miserable. Thank my stars for air conditioning in the car.
Twosome: and Misty—What makes you misty-eyed? Do you cry at Hallmark commercials, or do you get all sentimental when you hear a specific song?
There are plenty of songs that make me cry. I won't bother you with a long list, but two in particular that spring to mind are "Every Road Leads Back to You" and "Shiver Me Timbers" both sung by Bette Midler. Dogs always get me misty-eyed. I love dogs so much, and I don't really know why they affect me as they do. I think they're great. And there are plenty of movies that make me cry, too many for me to list here, so I won't even try.
I guess the short answer would be that I'm an emotional, sentimental, and sappy kinda guy.
Threesome: Morning—Mornings or evenings? Which is your time of the day?
I am definitely a night person. It's very hard for me to wake up in the morning, and it's even more difficult for me to be cheery in the morning. It really bugs me when people come into work all sing-songy and skipping and shit. "Oh what a beautiful morning, oh what a beautiful day..." Blech. With that said, you can guess that I'm a night person. I prefer looking at the stars and watching the moon as it moves across the sky. With the Internet and 24 hour Safeways, it has become much easier to be a night person.
A little story: When I was discharged from the navy, I went home to Iowa for a spell. During this time, I was planning to enroll in the community college to try to earn some sort of degree. I found a job working third-shift production at a doughnut shop. That meant working 9 p.m. to 5 a.m. making the doughnuts. To this day, that was the best job I ever had. It didn't pay well, just above minimum wage, but I loved it. It was night, there were no customers, and we fucked around to our hearts' content. Then I decided to move back to California, and I quit that job. I have had a few night jobs since then, and they were always much more fun than day jobs.
I guess that's all.
