Friday's Quizzlet: Crowded House Of Pain.

Appetizer: Briefly describe your living room.
You can have a look for yourself right here. Note the mugshot of a young Sinatra (it's the same photo you can see on the wall of Tony Soprano's office) then there's the singing Dean Martin doll, the Tragically Hip tour pster over the fireplace, way too many DVDs, The Bullitt poster to the left of the fridge, a James Dean, a DeNiro and finally Tony from Big Country strumming away on the television. The middle of the big white couch is where I write the majority of my entries here - so welcome to my world. And if you want to see what the place looks like when the Concord or Welland boys come to visit, we can do that too.

Soup: List 3 things you'd like to accomplish before the end of 2005.
I'd like to complete all of the half-finished websites I have 'in development'. A friend recently called me a 'fanatical collector of domain names' and she's right - but there's a few good ideas lurking amongst all the false starts, and I need to focus them into some revenue streams. But likely I'll just start building filthy clown porn sites because according to my server logs, that's an unexploited niche. Picture a red rubber nose that can also be repurposed as a ball gag, and you'll see where I'm going with this/throw up.

Salad: When you're online, what do you spend the most time doing?
Managing PPC accounts, checking on client rankings, hunting for custom made jewelry and looking for that perfect Boston Interior Designer. Nate sent me this site today where people combine band names. I submitted my own this morning and we'll see if it gets published. "Pack it up, pack it in, let me rock it like the Finns..."

Main Course: What would the title of your autobiography be?
"Pull the Trigger". I need to stop spinning my wheels about so many things in my life. I am getting better. I've pulled the trigger a few times recently. And if you're giggling about the potential for euphamisms here, Punch the Clown instead.

Dessert: What time do you usually go to bed?
Far too late. If I don't get 7 hours, I'm luggage. And I'll never learn. But I have a sleeping disorder and many episodes of the brilliant Rescue Me to catch up on. If anyone has a bottle of sleeping pills they're not using, properly and responsibly dispose of them by sending them directly to me.