Measurements: 34c-26-38 (I'm 5'8)

Day job: healthcare/student

Night-time activities: music (playing, writing, listening...) and a good book whenever I am not studying!

Favorite Music:: rock 'n' roll of many types, country a la Hank Sr., Patsy Cline, and Neko Case. Let's not forget about blues, bluegrass, big band, irish folk & traditional, zydeco, etc.

Favorite Drink: When the paycheck is good, it's Guinness. (That should be their slogan.)When the paycheck is normal, PBR me ASAP.(That IS their slogan.)

Turn-ons: "Human Fly" by the Cramps.

Turn-offs: "Return of the Fly" by the Misfits. What the hell is Glenn Danzig saying?

Favorite Perversion: Eddie Clendening. Oh wait, you said perversion, not pervert! Ok, then I will go with Charles Bukowski novels.

Favorite rockstar(s): Animal, from the Muppets. He totally jams on the drum kit. The Pogues are amazing, as well as The Clash. I do love old Cure and B-52's, too.

Favorite theologian: Martin Luther, baby. Ask me why sometime.Oh yeah, and that Penithor guy that looks like Ben.

Body part most willingly given up to feed a shipwrecked crew: Thighs. They would amazingly regenerate faster than you could say "Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch."

Most desired genetic deformity: The ability to defy hearing loss, and to have adjustable super sensory powers. My job requires me to use my senses to gather crucial data. I would want to escalate my hearing when appropriate, and turn down my sense of smell when necessary. Lisa Marie will wholeheartedly agree, as her line of work is similar to mine. Years of super-loud rockin' out will have no impact on my ability to communicate with bats through echolocation. I would also like to sing love songs that only dogs can hear. (This one goes out to West-Side Civ, with love. Good Boy! Now sit...)

Biggest weakness or vice: "The Monster at the End of this Book" by Grover makes me tremble with joy. I can't walk past that book without picking it up and reading it in a hilarious rendition of Grover's voice. I want to turn it into a Broadway musical.

Darkest Secret:I am obsessed with songs about flies! An example is "Shoo-fly, don't bother me", and the like. "Human Fly" by the Cramps makes me feel shame. Don't get me started! I had a whole list compiled, and wanted my band to do a whole e.p. called "songs about flies". Consider that a back-burner project.

A helpful bit of advice: Always listen to what the Muppets and their friends on Sesame Street are teaching you (except in episodes of Sesame Street after 1990...)

Goals/Ambitions: Learn the "Muppet Show" theme on every musical instrument that I own. It's gonna rock out on the button accordion. Failing that, I'd like to learn the 1001 O'Neill's Jigs, Reels, and Hornpipes collection on the mandolin and flute.

How you will die: I'm in a phone booth on the coast of Ireland, overlooking a cliff. I'm calling the 'Gardai' to tell on a gambling scheme gone awry (Let's say that I lost some money unfairly.) Some townie newspaper reporter in a Mini is turning the corner on the adjacent road. He sneezes and loses control of the car. Townie hits the booth, and I am catapulted off of the cliff. This only verifies that phones are a necessary evil, and that they will be the death of me.

A wish that would improve the world: If I told you what I wished, it wouldn't come true! Let's just say it involves the youth of America, and the Welsh version of Sesame Street. Or Universal Healthcare. Having money should not mean that you get to live longer and healthier than everyone else. On a smaller scale, I wish that they would remove Jimmy Buffet from the the school cafeteria jukebox.