An inoperable disfigurement of your insides, where nothing's actually wrong, but you have to live with the knowledge that you have a tumour or a growth of some sort inside of you, that while it doesnt' do anything, is still pretty freaky.
Do you know how hard it is to think of questions that I don't already know the answer to? :scratch:
(^^that's your first question)
I know your favorite chocolate bar, but what is your favorite non-chocolate candy?
Have you used your new Lensbaby yet?
When are you going to post your pics from Dallas and from my time with you in Houston and Galveston?
How old were you when you learned to ride a bike without training wheels?
What was your first summer job?
When you first started in band way back when, did you automatically know you wanted to play the clarinet? If not, what other instruments did you consider? What made you choose the clarinet?
What is the earliest memory you can think of?
Did you listen to that song I asked you to listen to yet?