Quiz answers
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1.My father’s name is...Padraic (pronounced paw-rig), it’s Irish for Patrick.
2. His undergrad BA is in...communications. Can one do a BA in cell biology, biostatistics or epidemiology? Hmmm
3. Jawn met Max...on Gaydar. Though he had been reading my blog. Call us pigs in lurve.
4. Jawn was born...in Manhattan, Jewish Memorial Hospital to be precise. By the time I was hatched the local hospital in the Bronx (where my family lived) had closed, so Ma and Da ventured across the East River for both mine and Tommy’s births.
5. First record (45/single) he ever bought was...A Horse with No Name, by America. My first impulse buy at age 7 or 8--didn’t even know the song, though it did hit #1.
6. Piercings, ever: 2 left ear, 1 nipple, 2 right ear, PA. The right ear ones are closed, but I could still get rings into the 2 on the left. Right nipple was pierced years ago, but never would totally heal and I gave up after a year. PA is 6g and while I love it, I find most men either don’t like it or presume that a PA should be tugged on really, really hard. Which I entirely hate. So it’s out most of the time.
7. Jawn spent a summer when he was 8...in Ireland. Back then barebacking was riding a donkey without a saddle. Also treacherous. Our Holy Mother’s visitations commenced when I was 11.
8. John and Max’s song is...Atomic by Blondie. “Oh, your hair is beautiful. Tonight. Atomic.” Pretty much explicates the complexities and nuances of our relationship.
9. My “would bitch for in a heartbeat” celebrity list includes...all of ‘em, but that oul fook Sean Connery still gets max points (10). Everyone else got 9. Sweaty, hairy, toothless hockey player? Yummy!
10. Jawn’s favourite song of all time...O Holy Night. Swear. When it’s sung well (including Anne Murray, 90% of Céline’s version, Jewel) it makes me bawl, even if the Xtian lyrics make me squirm. Nöel! Nöel!
1.My father’s name is...Padraic (pronounced paw-rig), it’s Irish for Patrick.
2. His undergrad BA is in...communications. Can one do a BA in cell biology, biostatistics or epidemiology? Hmmm
3. Jawn met Max...on Gaydar. Though he had been reading my blog. Call us pigs in lurve.
4. Jawn was born...in Manhattan, Jewish Memorial Hospital to be precise. By the time I was hatched the local hospital in the Bronx (where my family lived) had closed, so Ma and Da ventured across the East River for both mine and Tommy’s births.
5. First record (45/single) he ever bought was...A Horse with No Name, by America. My first impulse buy at age 7 or 8--didn’t even know the song, though it did hit #1.
6. Piercings, ever: 2 left ear, 1 nipple, 2 right ear, PA. The right ear ones are closed, but I could still get rings into the 2 on the left. Right nipple was pierced years ago, but never would totally heal and I gave up after a year. PA is 6g and while I love it, I find most men either don’t like it or presume that a PA should be tugged on really, really hard. Which I entirely hate. So it’s out most of the time.
7. Jawn spent a summer when he was 8...in Ireland. Back then barebacking was riding a donkey without a saddle. Also treacherous. Our Holy Mother’s visitations commenced when I was 11.
8. John and Max’s song is...Atomic by Blondie. “Oh, your hair is beautiful. Tonight. Atomic.” Pretty much explicates the complexities and nuances of our relationship.
9. My “would bitch for in a heartbeat” celebrity list includes...all of ‘em, but that oul fook Sean Connery still gets max points (10). Everyone else got 9. Sweaty, hairy, toothless hockey player? Yummy!
10. Jawn’s favourite song of all time...O Holy Night. Swear. When it’s sung well (including Anne Murray, 90% of Céline’s version, Jewel) it makes me bawl, even if the Xtian lyrics make me squirm. Nöel! Nöel!
