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FRIDAY FIVE June 27 Friday, Jun. 27, 2003 - 10:51 a.m. This week's Friday Five: (Questions are boldface, my answers appear beneath.)
A: Avoiding the heat. What was your first summer job? A: My first summer job was when I was about five or six, and it was to collect all of the marbles hidden in the den carpeting that my mother had gotten tired of landing on with her heel, and roll them into one of the gopher holes in the back yard. I was paid twenty-five cents for every ten marbles I did that with. If you could go anywhere this summer, where would you go? A: I have been invited to Utah, and if I go, I want to travel on the train to get there. But, in answer to the question of anywhere, feasible or otherwise, I would probably go to the Netherlands and see two of my best friends who have moved to Amsterdam.( In fact, I just noticed the date -- today is a birthday for one of them. Happy Birthday, Martin Angell!) What was your worst vacation ever? A: I have never had a bad vacation. What was your best vacation ever? A: Early August, 1990. I'd just hooked up with John down at the San Diego Comic Con that year, and after the convention was over, we stopped at Disneyland for the evening on our way back home. Right before the Main Street Electrical Parade began, there was a moment where he turned and looked at me and smiled at me -- and that was the exact moment I fell in love with him. We're still together almost thirteen years after that first thunderbolt.:) --- Okay. Now, if you have a Diaryland journal, and wanna play Friday Five, go here. ---
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