1. Diving, probably, although safari would also be lit. But maybe Cozumel and not Thailand. Definitely not a cruise. Never. Zero interest.
2. You’ve ruined one of my favorite songs just by suggesting that, Dan. I will resent you for this in perpetuity. I’m not even sure you can make amends.
Side note - Brad Delp was one of the sweetest people you could ever hope to meet. The end of his life was impossibly unfairly tragic for such a person.
3. Probably exactly like I’m spending today, watching my 10-year-old son play hockey and my 7-year-old daughter play guitar. Definitely spending it with them.
4. Brave New World, MacBeth, Gatsby, The Chocolate War. Sad to see the hate for Gatsby, but the criticism of how loathsome the characters are is totally fair. Even Nick is a spineless wretch.
No bigger piece of crap than Catcher in the Rye, though. Holden isn’t even an interesting anti-hero - just an arrogant, whiny, smug, self-absorbed dingleberry. A Perfect Day for Bananafish is Salinger’s best work, IMHO.
5. The Cars. Eponymous debut. I think at Strawberries on Memorial Drive. By the time I was a teenager, though, my friends and I were just going to every used record store in Kenmore, Harvard and Central Squares every week and getting everything we possibly could.