The other day (in my ‘nothing’ post) I said if anyone wanted to ask a question, I’d answer it.

Well, I had some takers! And let me tell you, these are some tough questions. That’s why it took so long to write my response, I had to clear everything with my legal staff. I stand by my assertion that I thought he was a quail.

No, wait, wrong topic. Ahem. Your questions:

Theresa asks:

So what is your all time most hated food? And why?

It has to be boiled okra. Fried okra I can do. But boiled is just way. too. slimy. I’ll eat damn near anything else (so far)

Mit Moi asks:

I’ll come back with a question later.

Now, this one threw me for a loop. I have no idea how to answer it. I guess the answer is unknowable at this point, since it depends on what your definition of “is” is.

Finally, Buffi asks:

Boxers or briefs?

Another tough question. After much soul searching, I gotta say: briefs at the moment. Because my boxers all shrank in the wash (yeah, that’s the ticket) and I haven’t replaced them with the proper size yet.

Um, that’s it! Whew. I need a vacation now.