If your pet could talk, what would be the first thing it says?
“You think you’re better than me? Who carries whose poop in this relationship?”
If your pet could talk, what would be the first thing it says?
“You think you’re better than me? Who carries whose poop in this relationship?”
Have you ever regretted reading a book — which one and why?
“Hostage” by Robert Crais. The ending was terrible. The protagonist had zero agency in his own survival. They made a movie with Bruce Willis which improved the defect. While the movie may not have been good, per se, it’s my go-to refutation whenever someone squawks that pretentious cliche, “The book is always better than the movie.”
What’s the best and worst airport you’ve been to?
Best airport: On the basis of keeping one entertained on a long layover or in delay, Changi (Singapore) with its gardens or Amsterdam’s Schiphol with its art museum.
Worst airport: I went through Charles de Gaulle (Paris) a couple times when it was notoriously difficult to navigate transfers, and Kathmandu Tribhuvan when it had nothing but an instant coffee cafe once one was through security.
What’s the most annoying trope in books or movies?
The McGuffin. A thing chased for the sake of being chased. It only works because humans, like dogs, are programmed to chase certain things without a good sense of whether it’s worth it or what would happen if one ever caught it.
What’s something you do completely differently from how you were raised?
Travel.
What are your favorite 5 apps on your phone?
Kindle Reader; Google Maps; Weather; Camera; Clocks & Timers
What’s the best thing you’ve ever found randomly on the street?
I’d like to say common courtesy, but – honestly – a hundred dollar bill.
Share a hobby you’ve picked up recently — what got you into it?
Knitting paracord. I needed to turn a thin piece of cord into a thick piece of cord. True story.
I’ve had a few incidences having dreams (that seemed uncharacteristic) featuring people that I later found out had died that night or who contacted me out of the blue. I tend to dismiss it as selection bias, particularly as I remember so few dreams under ordinary circumstances.
Jame Joyce’s Ulysses. Beautiful language but damn near unreadable as a novel.