Jaws when I was five. FIVE! I'll just say that I had a fear of swimming pools that year because, you know, the plausibility of a Great White Shark squeezing itself through the tiny drain in a chlorinated pool is very real when you're that age.
Vidocq Society. I have a lot of books and whenever my Dad comes to visit, he'll grab a book down from the shelf and read it while at my house. He didn't finish it since we took him on the grand tour of Texas, so he stole my copy and I'm waiting for its swift return. Any day now Bob!
Mike and I talk for about twenty minutes while he enjoys a Boilermaker and I don't. We could have chatted longer, but I know in the world of blogging some of you peeps have short attention spans. But, that's okay. We all lead busy, hectic lives. So that's why I'm so grateful to Mike for taking the time to grace my blog with his presence. He's a peach!