Mmmmmm, X-rated Cheddar.
1. Do you think NJ just passing a law banning people from driving while drowsy will be effective in preventing accidents, or just another law that will fall by the wayside after a few years?
I really don't know how you'd enforce such a law. I mean, how does an officer tell if a motorist is drowsy? It's not like you can smell drowsiness on the breath or anything. I don't know enough about the particulars of the law, but from where I stand it's like trying to make a law against thinking sexual thoughts while driving. That law would SUCK!
2. What is the best book that you have ever read? What made it such an excellent book?
If you've never read Catch-22 by Joseph Heller, you're missing out on one of the best works of dark humor ever written. It starts out bizarre and ends bizarre, and is a laugh-out-loud scream everywhere in between. Whether it's Major Major Major Major only being available to be seen when he's out of the office, or Milo Minderbinder's ability to buy eggs for six cents and sell them for three cents, and still turn a profit, or the dead man in Yossarian's tent, or Nately's whore, you'll be treated to a cast of characters that expose war as the crazy and opportunistic machine that it is. I've only read it twice, but I should read it again, as well as its follow-up, Closing Time.
3. If you were a multi-billionaire and decided to donate to a charity or good cause, what would they be?
Cancer research would be a top priority, as would AIDS research. Although it's easy to say I'd donate to famine relief organizations, I'm not sure which ones. As a multi-billionaire, there's a lot that could be done, to put it mildly. The multi-billionaire I saw on TV who built a $430 million yacht he only sails occasionally makes me question the priorities of the super-rich, as if I needed any more reason to do so.
4. What was your best wedding present? If you've not been married before then best birthday present, same for the follow up below.
Best birthday present? Hard to say. Hard to remember. Probably the birthday party trips to a local hotel swimming pool with all my friends when I was really young.
5. What was the worst?
Socks.
UPDATE: I don't mention my magazine articles much, because, well, they're dull as gray paint. But, I'm particularly happy with this one.
Posted by Ryan at October 14, 2003 11:17 AM
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