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What’s the largest age difference between yourself and someone you’ve dated? 8 years, sometimes 9 depending on the time of year. And he’s just the ticket for me!

Ever been in a car wreck? Oh Lord, so many times that it’s not even note-worthy anymore. My most dramatic crash up, though, was not my fault. I was riding in the backseat when the driver rolled the truck. I enjoyed a long ambulance ride down the canyon, got myself checked out, and went camping!

Do you have any friends that you’ve known for 10 years or more? Heavens, it dismays me that I’m old enough to have friends to have known for ten years. I suppose I do, although time and distance has diminished the relationships to mostly just acquaintances. That’s sad.

 Are you a good tipper? Having spent many years in the food service industry, I’m either a good tipper or a bad tipper. My expectations are higher than many, and I do adjust my tip according to those expectations, but on the flip side, I’m very empathetic. I totally understand what’s it’s like to live on tips.

Have you ever peed in public? Sure, I grew up camping so it’s one of those things that you just get over.

 What song do you want played at your funeral? “Here Comes the Sun” by the Beatles and “Legacy” by Nicole Nordeman.

 Would you tell your parents if you were gay? Like Shawna, it’s pretty easy for me to answer this question because it’s really just a hypothetical. I’m married to the only boy I’ll ever need. However, as a product of two parents who are unfailingly loving and supportive, it would never be anything I would have to be afraid of.

What would your last meal be before getting executed? 1000 Skallops with plenty of tartar sauce. And I would eat all of them. I would prefer to die from having my stomach explode anyway.

 Beatles or Stones? Stones.

 If you had to pick one person on earth to die, who would it be? Hmm. There are plenty of people that I could do without, but even I have a hard time pinpointing someone that I would actually want to die. In light of recent events, I might say Jerry Sandusky, the child rapist from Penn State. But then again, no. I’d like for him to live a good, long time. I’d like for him to live to the ripe old age of 180, living with the guilt and the knowledge that he is as close to inhuman as they come. Death seems a little too easy for him, at least in my opinion.

 Beer, wine or hard liquor? Yes.

 Do you have any phobias? I really, strongly dislike reptiles. I’m not afraid of bugs or mice. I have a real problem with creatures that move in unpredictable, fast movements and don’t have fur.

 What are your plans for the future? Today, I plan to get some work done. Later, I plan to stop at the liquor store for some gin, as I’ve recently discovered my adoration for dirty martinis. And then later after that, Gordon and I will be spending some quality time in our basement, bonding over mud, spackle and drywall. That’s about as far as I’ve gotten.