[Red Dirt Girl]

What childhood injury do you remember most? Running away from Jimmy Loricchio across the train tracks, catching my foot on the track, flying through the air like a banshee and crashing down on my knee, tearing a giant hole into both my knee and my brand new jordache jeans.

What did you like most about school? Hanging out with my friends, art class and reading books.

What did you want to be when you grew up? Actress, herpetologist, marine biologist, farmer, kept woman, happy.

Were you ever a bully? Yup.

Fav prank you ever pulled? Hiding in the bathtub waiting (for what felt like hours) for my mom to come into the bathroom so I could jump out from behind the shower curtain and scare the bejeezers out of her. (I still pee my pants laughing when I think about that day, except I also feel terrible b/c I now know the fear she probably felt in those first seconds when she didn’t know it was me and maybe thought it was a badguy.)

Ever invented something? Not officially. But in my mind I invented The Ejaculator, a temperature controlled, scientifically-proven strap-on/turkey baster combination with a remote (or some such as yet unfiguredout device) that folks could use to inseminate while fucking, rather than before/after/unrelated to sex. (This probably already exists and I just don’t know about it!)

You wouldn't be caught dead where? I’d go almost anywhere. Maybe a frat party. They scare me.

Any phobias? I don’t think so. “Issues”, yes, but actual phobia, can’t think of one.

Do you believe in extraterrestrials? Not really. I’d kind of like to believe and maybe I do in principle, but the honest answer has to be no.

Do you believe in ghosts? Yes. But I think a lot of ghost-people are full of shit. Not ALL ghost-people, just a lot of them. (That was offensive, wasn’t it? I didn’t mean it to be. If you are reading this and you are a ghost-person, whatever the heck I mean by that, I’m sure you are not in the “lot of” group.)

If you HAD to change your name what would you change it to? Hmmm… probably a cute little gender non-specific name like Sam or Lee or Billy. Or maybe Lily Dale (not in honor of the Wiki-described “spiritualist community of the Modern Spiritualist movement located in Chautauqua County, New York”). Then there’s Hope, which is word that helped me a lot in a mantra-sort-of-way during a very difficult time, but that’s already my middle name so I don’t know if it counts. I just may have to come back to this. I don’t want to waste my chance at a new name on a spur of the moment decision.