1. If you needed to get ahold of The “A” Team to handle a personal crisis for you, would you know where to turn?
I think I could assemble my own “A” team of crack experts for various fields of interest: Ed, of course, for general boozing and related emergencies. Tory if I need to blow something up. Adam if I need to bring in a cleaner to make it go away. Mark would be our scientific potions expert. Julie, of course for the enevitable killins. Lono for long term plotting and Reid for a general all-purpose Bezerker.
2. Hunter Thompson is dead. In his spirit, what is the Gonzo-ist road trip you have ever taken?
My long winding drunken trip across Europe in a Jeep CJ-7. We crafted an ice container using the entire hatch back area, filled it with ice and German lager and drove from Stuttgart to London. We stopped at Verdun to see the battlefield, got lost in Luxemborg, ate an amazing asparagus omellette at an autobahn diner (the French equivalent of a Stuckies) and took a ferry trip across the channel, drinking beer dispensed from the vending machine as the locals smoked weed on deck looking at the White Cliffs of Dover. That, my friends, was good time.
3. We were taken out to dinner on the company dime last night to a nice, swank steakhouse. What is the best meal you have ever eaten that you didn’t have to pay for?
In my newspaper days, as a starving writer, I would get a few meals sent my way. I remember an amazing steak dinner with Pat Grant of the National Western Stock show. It was some old, old cowboy restaurant down in the stock show area but I can’t remember exactly where. But that was one excellent piece of steak.
4. Botox? Collagen? Plastic surgery nip and tuck? Hair club for men? How far will you go to preserve your youth?
I think any folks who have seen me know that I am just letting the old AARP flag fly proudly. Wrinkles, grey hair, warts and all. I am trying to eat better and exercise more so I am not all crippled up when I get old, but otherwise, what you see is what you get.
5. Ever tracked your biorhythms? Are you having a good day or a bad day? Any other crap like this you might hold onto from time to time?
According to this scale, I am having a low emotional day, however, I feel great – so I guess I am not putting a lot of faith in this bunk. I want to believe in something as simple as Biorhytms and Astrology as a way to explain this great world of ours – but let’s face it. Life is pretty deliberate when humans intervene and pretty random when Nature responds.
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1) Every one of my close friends has offered to help me bury the bodies so, I guess my “A” Team is quite large.
2) My best road trip was to Cleveland, OH. Nothing but my self, loud music & the plains for many, many hours.
3) My parents take me out for my birthday every year & I think the best was Pour La France (SP?). Not because of the food, but because my mother offered a live hedgehog across the table (as a pet, not an appetizer). I don’t find food memorable, sadly.
4) I’d like to bleach & straighten my teeth & reduce the size of my Alien Resurrection style tummy but, aside from that, I think I’m otay.
5) I’m mildly physical, slightly emotional & not intellectual. Who knew?
Your answers far exceed any I can concoct. But IÂ’ll try. . . . . .
1. RW’s “A” team is pretty damned good. Mine would have many of the same players, but in different roles.
Hannibal: As IÂ’m fairly good at concocting schemes *so* crazy that they *just might* work, IÂ’d rely on my own leadership acumen to get the job done.
Murdock: Torrin is a natural Murdock. Short fuse, synaptically random brain patterns—he’s perfect. “Yo T! We need you to steal a bulldozer, drive it through the front door of Wal-Mart, and then report back to HQ.”
Face: Probably Adam would serve the role of face. The consummate ladieÂ’s man, heÂ’s a lover not a fighter.
BA: Without a doubt, that would be my good friend Chris “Bad Attitude” Reid. Our enforcer. I pity the fool who gets in his way.
Of course, we’d need some special talent for various capers, and that’s where Sage “The Rack” Mehew would come in handy (“Rack—you distract them, while Murdock makes a clean getaway”), Mark “Bunsen
Mark “Bunsen Honeydew” Morrow would be invaluable for bio-terror, and Julie “GONK!” Nall would definitely get the call in case of any, ahem . . .messy cleanups.
2. My gonzo-est road trip is a fairly hazy memory. One day when I was at CC, rather than attend a Physics lecture, my friend Norby and I bought a bunch of X, “borrowed” a car and took off for New Mexico, fueled by nothing more than a herb tea (and the aforementioned amphetamines). We spent a lovely day driving, grinding our teeth, and enjoying the scenery, before wrecking the aforementioned borrowed car on an icy back road somewhere around Taos. I actually have no recollection of how we got the car untangled from the barbed wire fence or out of the ditch, but we managed to get to a liquor store by 10pm, and were back in the Springs by about 2 am, with a story to tell. Epilogue—later that night, with the help of our friends from McGregor Hall (my dorm), we wiped down the car for prints, and left it idling on Nevada Aven
3. Best free meal. . . .When traveling, I eat a lot on the company dime, so most of my best meals have been free. I recall spending a lovely afternoon in the Napa wine country getting soused, and then stopping at MustardÂ’s for a fantastic meal. The foie gras terrine was to die for, the smoked pork loin was fabulous, and the roasted banana cheesecake was by far the best thing IÂ’ve ever put in my mouth (sorry ladies).
4. I bathe in moisturizer. I have my facialist on speed dial. I have no idea what my real hair color is. I greet each day with a fistful of herbs, enzymes and extracts designed to preserve me inside and out. Let’s just say that I have an aggressive seven step strategy for arresting the aging process—stopping just short of surgery (I’d much rather age, than risk looking like David Gest).
5. I was never much of a biorhythm aficionado. Instead, I focus on the tried and true—horoscopes. I read three to five of them a day. Do I believe in them? Nah. Can they be entertaining? Certainly. If anything, they provide meditation points for the day, and sometimes they actually do manage to happen upon a leitmotif that is impacting my life.
(Tried to post these last week but was having trouble with the Inter-Web)
1. Hard to top the assemblage that Eddie put out – the only difference is that Reid would be Murdock and Tory – B.A. Baracus.
2. Most gonzo trip would be Vegas in 1999. We made annual trips there over Easter weekend anyway – but this year was special for some reason, and never topped by *anything*. Adam, Craig, myself, and a few other bit players were involved.. Four days of rockabilly music, mushrooms, liquid acid, E, and boatloads of booze combined with the madness of the strip and the fantastic, surreal imagery of *everyone* around looking like they stepped out of a time machine, circa 1955. We cried when the weekend ended.
3. I’d say that Papillon, Indigo and Morton’s would be the top three.
4. I’m not too thrilled about the notion of surgery, but I avoid the sun and moisturize, moisturize, moisturize. I’m not saying that I vow to NEVER get anything cinched here or there in time, mind you. I’m a gal
who likes to keep her options open.
5. Today I’m having a ‘high-medium’ day for all three aspects – they intersect. An interesting idea, but I prefer Tarot. I don’t like graphy-things.