1) I am an adult who still enjoys drinking a big glass of milk almost every day. I also like bologna. I just went to the fridge and ate a piece of bologna as a snack.
2) I've been to 46 states. The ones I've missed are Delaware, Rhode Island, Vermont, and Nebraska. I've taken the train from Jersey to DC, which stops in Wilmington, DE, but since I didn't even get off, I don't count it.
3) I remember the exact moment that puberty hit. 7th grade. Jan. Jan had always kind of irritated me, as much as I get irritated. At least, we could squabble. Then one day I looked at her in class and my stomach got all queasy and, suddenly, this girl thing was completely different than it had been before. I would have been... 11 years old.
4) One of my earliest memories is related to preschool. I realized I had taken a red tractor home from preschool (Temple Baptist if the memory serves), which I knew was wrong. Therefore I hid it in my closet so no one would ever find it and never took it back. It was still there when I moved my stuff for boarding school at least 10 years later.
5) I'm one of those people who will walk across campus reading a book as I walk.
6) Arguably my favorite movie remains Airplane. Surely/Shirley, you can't be serious!
7) If I wake up at 4:00 AM for some random reason, I will wander over here and check my email before going back to bed.
8) Very possibly the very first thing I ever wrote that someone else read was a short one-act play called Sex!Sex!Sex! It had nothing to do with sex, but it was my sense of humor at the time. My boarding school did a program called Power Plays in which all the plays were student-written, student-directed, and student-acted. I've lost the play and I don't remember what happened. The only thing I do remember was that an actor was supposed to recite the first few lines of either Hells Bells or Back in Black in a posh British accent:
Back in Black,
Hit the sack.
Don't you know I'm glad to be back.
I was cut loose
From the noose
that kept me hanging around.
It would be cool to find that in a box one day and see what the play was.
9) Virtually every single other thing I wrote from the age of 12 to 16 related to that weird queasy feeling mentioned in item 3 and the title of the play in item 8.
10) The hardest part about being a father when B was an infant is that I could no longer control my own sleep patterns. It seemed like such a basic part of being human, and yet this little baby was in charge of when I slept. This was a harder adjustment for me than anything else I remember.