Friday Five

Questions courtesy of Friday Five:

1. What’s your favorite animal?
No animal is greater than the good puppy dog. Giraffes are nice, tigers are interesting, dolphins are awfully clever, but nothing compares to the good puppy dog.

2. What pets have you had in your lifetime?
I’ve had 5 good puppy dogs. Louie, Max, Abby, Rigley, and Chloe. We’ve also owned some fish, but fish are more like room decor than pets.

3. Is there any specific pet that you’ve wanted but never had? Why?
I wanted have a pet tiger when I was little. Then I found out that the only people who own pet tigers generally cage them up next to their trailer, just past the camaro up on blocks. Oh yeah, and Sigfreid and Roy.

4. Are you allergic to any animals?
I’m allergic to cats. They make me want to run them over with a lawn mower.

5. Do you have any ‘pet’ pet peeves (your pets or others’)?
Bad pet owners. You know, the folks that leave the good puppy dog outside in two feet of snow?! I hate those folks. Also, people who leave good puppy dogs out in the rain with no shelter. Our old neighbors used to have a good puppy dog that they didn’t take care of. It would go for days without food or water (unless we fed it). The good puppy dog would carry his stainless steel food bowl around the yard and bang it on the brick wall of their house until they came out and fed it. I guess they got tired of all the banging, because that good puppy dog eventually got a new home.

Friday Five

Questions courtesy of Friday Five

1. What makes you homesick?
I’m going to go out on a limb here and say being away from home. I mean, what kind of question is that?! I’m not away from home so I can’t say what makes me homesick. Hello?!

2. Where is “home” for you? Is it where you are living now, or somewhere else (ie: Mom & Dad’s house, particular state/city)?
Fort Worth, Texas is home. I’ve lived in a few places, but Fort Worth captures all the things I loved about the others and wraps it up in a little cowboy culture. Besides, there’s something to be said for being a Texan.

3. What makes it home for you? People? Things?
Fort Worth feels like home. It’s a completely subjective thing that I can’t quantify and could probably never explain it. When you talk to people, they actually talk back to you. I mean – you can have an actual conversation with a stranger. In most places, the people are worse than friendly, they’re impersonal to a fault. Fort Worth is a big city with small town values. I can’t be anywhere else.

4. Where is the furthest you’ve been from home, miles-wise?
1198 miles. Great Guana Cay, Abaco, Bahamas, where I proposed to my lovely wife.

5. What are your plans for this weekend?
Tomorrow morning I must wake with the sun and begin my quest. I’m standing in line for Buffett tickets!

Friday Five

Questions courtesy of Friday Five:

1. What’s your favorite vacation spot?

I would say Merrin’s dad’s house in the Bahamas. Yeah, I know – it will be 3 years since our last trip. But, if you need someplace to forget your troubles, it’s hard to beat the Abacos.

2. Where do you consider to be the biggest hell-hole on earth?
Well, in high school we were all certain that Valrico, FL was at the top of the list. Since moving from FL, I have come to appreciate that it wasn’t all bad. I would have to go with anywhere in the Middle East. Most of the TV you see from there makes you think you could never wash all the sand off.

3. What would be your dream vacation?
Merrin and I have a lot of places we both would like to go. I think my dream would involve a big sailboat and lots of remote ports of call.

4. If you could go on a road-trip with anyone, who would it be and why?
Merrin’s a good road trip partner. I think it would be great to go on a road-trip with Merrin, Brian and Courtney. The four of us would get into some trouble. Of course, I always end up being the dad of the group, but they would drag me into my share of fun, I’m sure.

5. What are your plans for this weekend?
The hotel is hosting the American Heart Association charity dinner and auction and my presence is requested. That kills Saturday. On Sunday, it’s just count the minutes until Six Feet Under returns for the new season!