Four jobs I've had:
1. Reporter (New Mexican, Journal North, Santa Fe Reporter)
2. Musician/entertainer
3. Substitute teacher
4. Manager: Vagabond Trailer Court
Four movies I can watch over and over:
1. O Brother Where Art Thou
2. This is Spinal Tap
3. Repo Man
4. The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance
Four places I've lived:
1. Santa Fe
2. Albuquerque
3. Oklahoma City
4. Brush Ranch, N.M.
Four TV shows I love:
1. The Daily Show
2. The Colbert Report
3. The Sopranos
4. Deadwood
Four concerts I'm glad I went to:
1. Tom Waits in Austin, 1999
2. Butch Hancock under a tarp in a thunderstorn on a rafting trip on the Rio Grande 1995
3. Roger Miller at Springlake Amusement Park, Oklahoma City 1965
4. The Waco Brothers at the Yard Dog Gallery in Austin
(during South by Southwest, various years between 1997-2006)
Four places I've vacationed:
1. Washington, D.C. (just got back!)
2. Southern California (mainly L.A. and San Diego)
3. Denver
4. San Blas, Mexico
Four of my favorite dishes:
1. Chile rellenos at Guadalajara Grill
2. "Family Style" dinner at The Salt Lick near Austin, Texas
3. Rice vermicelli with shrimp and grilled pork, May Cafe, Albuquerque
4. Bacon cheeseburger at Five Guys in Washington, D.C. (recent discovery)
Four sites I visit daily:
1. Google News
2. Salon.com
3. Yahoo NoDepression Alt Country board
4. All the major New Mexico political blogs
Four places I would rather be right now:
1. Actually, I'm pretty happy to be home right now
Four things I love about my town
1. Friends and family
2. Culture stuff
3. Food
4. Running into old high school friends at the supermarket. (Shout out to Paul Armijo)
Four bloggers I'm tagging:
OK, here's the deal. I'll be a good sport and answer this, but I'm BREAKING THE CHAIN -- I'm not inflicting this on anyone else. If anyone reads this and wants to answer the questions on your blog -- have at it. Otherwise ...
I don't know if I'm tempting the old chain letter curse -- I could end up like that unfortunate Army major in the Phillippines and end up with monkey demons in my pantry, chemtrails in my skies and a bad case of anal warts -- but what the hell. The Bozo Buck stops here, as a great man said.
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