TMI Tuesday

A very Working-related TMI Tuesday.

1. Do you believe anyone truly likes their job? If so, why?

Of course. Jobs should be like sexual partners - - if you don't enjoy it and you're just counting the minutes till it's over, get a new one.

Fast.


2. Do you 1) live to work or 2) work to live 3) not see a difference?

Work to live. Even with the theatre that I do.

I used to think that theatre came first, but my life has been much happier, much more fulfilled, since I decided that family and friends come first.

As I've said before, I don't want people to look at me laying in my casket and say to each other...

"He had a great resumé, didn't he?"

3. How many hours do you work a week?

Forty. Plus whatever hours I'm rehearsing or performing.

I don't count the hours in the sex trade. Cause that's all under the table, you know.


4. What was your safety item (i.e. blankie) from when you were little?

I had a little Teddy Bear that I carried around everywhere. I believe his name was George.

And I had an imaginary friend named Mark for quite awhile.

Makes sense that both my Teddy Bear and my imaginary friend were guys.

How did my parents not know?!?


5. Have you ever used food during sex?

Yep. You didn't ask me WHAT food I used during sex, now did you?


Bonus (as in optional):What is your guilty food pleasure?

Cold Stone Creamery Cake Batter Ice Cream. A little piece of heaven here on earth.


Double Bonus from our inquisitors (still optional): "We are looking for suggestions. . . If someone asked for your suggestions for a butt worshiping evening (an evening devoted to butt attention), what would you suggest?"

Crisco. Lots and lots of Crisco.

Ah, Saturday...