NeelyDan's Friday Five, Peach Whiskey Hangover Edition:
1. Has the threat of 'terrorism' ever changed your travel plans? Is it something you dwell on while you travel?
2. Do you think 10 million dollars could buy you happiness? Think about the specific wording of this question.
3. Have you ever stolen anything? Tell us about it. CLEANSE THYSELF, MY LOVES,
4. What was the best party you've ever been to? What happened there?
5. What would you say is your most prominent defense mechanism?
1. I flew home from California last year on 9/11. Not that I enjoy flying (and by that I mean I get f***ed up and sweat it out) in the first place, but this was the worst flight. Very bumpy, red eye, getting rag dolled at 30,000 travelling 500mph, with the images of 9/11 playing over and over in my head, while a triple dose of Ativan works me over...it was horrible.
2. No. I think money enhances your biggest qualities. If you're a dick when you're poor, you're more of a dick when you fall into money. If you are giving pre-10mil, you'll be more giving with 10mil. I'm also a firm believer that money is a VERY temporary motivator. That being said, I'm house hunting. 10mil might make that process a little easier on me.
3. From a store, no not that I can think of. Do extra shots of the sugar mix at the slush puppy fountain count? Actually, I lied. I have pulled the fake out move at the self checkouts. I can't think of specifics though. Maybe 2-3 times. I'm a horrible person.
4. One of my best friends has held an annual wrestling themed birthday party for the last, damn must be close to 10 years now. It started off super small in his garage. Everybody dresses up as a wrestler. There's now an Instagram account for it where people do interviews before the part as if it's Wrestlemania. Title belts are handed out for best costume, best tag team costume, best video. The grill is kicking out food all day and night, sometimes there's a bonfire at the end. Usually there's a pay per view wrestling event around that time that ends up on the TV in the basement. It's always a great night. I won the title in the 2nd year by dressing as Sable from the Fully Loaded '98 event. I had a blonde wig, black man thong, size 13 black heels, and black handprint body paint over my chest. It was cold.
5. Withdrawal. I'm really good at shutting down and not speaking, not leaving the house, just not doing anything. It is not a good thing, I am aware.
Hey that's my life story merry christmas