1 — Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.
2 — I will respond; I’ll ask you five questions.
3 — You’ll update your website with my five questions, and your five answers.
4 — You’ll include this explanation.
5 — You’ll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed.
My questions came from Tuesday.
1.(A bit of narcissism) How did you find my blog and what makes you continue to read it?
I think I found it whilst trawling through the weblogs.com or bl.ogs, liked it and stuck it in my blogroll. I keep going back so I can steal links ;-P
2.What is the worst piece of clothing your parents made you where when you were young? How did you try to get out of wearing it?
I didn’t care what I was made to wear really. The worst thing I had to wear was probably my school uniform- a maroon blazer, striped (grey and maroon) tie, white shirt and black trousers. Most of it wasn’t so bad, but maroon??????
3.Have you been to the “Detroit” bar in London?
4, What one skill do you feel you need the most to be successful in the field you want to pursue?
It would probably help if I could draw better. My grasp of anatomy is a little off. Being able to lay things out on a page in a way suited to storytelling would also help, but I’m hoping the Graphic Design course will guide me on that. It would be good if I could regain my ability to concentrate, which has been worn down by the last few years of work.
5. If someone offered you an all-expenses paid month-long trip to some exotic locale, would you take them up on their offer, knowing that if you did, you would lose your job and apartment and wouldn’t be able to pay your creditors during the time you were gone? Where would you go? What would you do when you got back?
Hell, yeah! I’m still tempted by the Left coast of America- all the way up from San Diego to Seattle (avoiding Los Angeles by detouring to Vegas. But given my recent ‘Anti Americanism’ (ie thinking for myself) that mightn’t be such a good idea. So a ‘Bikes, Boards and Battlefields’ tour of Europe would be a better choice. When I got back I’d just have to turn to everyone and say ‘So sue me.’