Tagged

I got tagged. I s'pose I'll fill this out before I get ready for work.


10 years ago:

I was attending Chadron State College, hosted a daring attempt at "Live Band Karaoke" for homecoming, sported a short and spikey blonde hairdo, and began the "Buddy Holly Glasses" trend in northeastern Nebraska.

Things on my To-Do List today:

1. Eat my leftover fish taco.

2. Shower, cuz I'm getting ripe.

3. Work at B&N.


Three Bad Habits:

1. I watch too much midday tv.

2. I chew my nails and occasionally pick my nose.

3. I swear at city traffic.


If suddenly I became a billionaire:

My bills will finally get paid. I buy us a new car. I build a studio. I record, release, and promote my music on my terms. I pay off mom's house and buy me and my wife a house.
After that, I have no idea, perhaps retire to the beach with Katrina and write.


Five jobs I have had:

1. Ice Cream jockey.

2. Library slave.

3. Rib-packer.

4. Radio guy.

5. CD slinger.


Five things you might not know about me:

1. I have extreme needle-phobia.

2. I like tapioca pudding.

3. I have a closet dream of being a storm chaser.

4. I've eaten gizzards as a meal.

5. The first rock concert I attended was Petra, back in 1987.


Heath, Jenny, and Matt Jackson, you're it.