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Who Are You?:
a 51 year old Canadian male peasant
Where Are You?: in central Ontario, Canada, living on Georgian Bay, the east end of Lake Huron, one of the most beautiful places in the world What Are You?: bald, dabbler in snapshots and scribbling What do you make?: jokes, poems, photographs What do you love?: the four seasons as played out where I live What do you hate?: people who feel they are entitled to more than us peasants What do you listen to?: my cat and my dogs, sports talk radio (forgive me), Ralph Vaughan Williams, Diana Krall, old jazz What do you watch?: my weight, television, local art gallery exhibits, birds, the light on the surface of Georgian Bay What do you drink?: diet pop, water, coffee, skim milk and once a month or so, a single serving of alcohol, usually vodka or whisky What do you smoke?: nada What do you take?: as little as possible What do you believe in?: the unlimited capacity of human beings to do good and to do bad When We Were 16 Where were you?: Toronto in a private boys schoolWhat were you?: not fitting in terribly well, and editor of the school newspaper What did you wear?: school uniform, brown blazer, grey flannel slacks, school tie...if I was found not having the top button of my shirt done up, I was asked to write out the introduction to the mathematics text book three times. I wrote it out. What did you listen to?: AM top 40 radio What did you watch?: TV faithfully What did you love?: reading just about anything I could get my hands on....still do What did you hate?: injustice What did you drink?: nothing alcoholic, I was a good boy What did you smoke?: nada What did you take?: a certain amount of crap from my peers and teachers What did you want to be?: a writer of novels Who did you fight?: I was more the peacemaker than the pugilist Who/What did you believe in?: God Where did you go?: not far What did you learn?: that I was not working up to my potential |