Woah. Faster than I ever thought to give you credit for. For crying out loud, don't you know what time it is? Don't you have work tomorr -
- oh. Yeah. That's me. Fuck.
On topic, at no point in my childhood was keyboard jockey for the planning department on my agenda. I was, in fact, going to start my own multi-faceted corporation. In the style of Richard Branson, I suppose: it would have taken care of everything. Perhaps if I had followed it through a few of you would be living happier lives right now? Who knows.
I was going to call it all 'D.C. Enterprises'. I did some total top drawings on the strength of that.
As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?
81Twenty-four hours a week, seven days a month