Back from the library, where the stacks were closed even though I checked the website before I left. It was okay, I had some online research to so, from databases only accessible to me from the library, but still! This always happens to me. I love it there though. I want to work there, but so do a lot of other people I imagine, and I don’t have the appropriate degrees.
I found some funny answers I gave in a 1996 interview. Funny to me I should say. And so me. I love that I gave these answers.
What are the sources of your best and most original ideas?
Where do you find inspiration?
Success is very inspiring but I would keep going even if everything I did failed. Fear of death, maybe? The promise of sex?