Accent: midwest America, with a touch of Appalachian hillbilly.
Booze: I gave up booze for sex. And now I'm not having sex. It's very sad.
Chore I Hate: Closing up the house for the winter; it's like acknowledging defeat.
Dog or Cat: Both. I prefer cats, but have neither -- I'm not home often enough to give them a fair amount of attention.
Essential Electronics: My computer is the only thing I really can't live without right now. Well, and oxygen.
Favorite Cologne(s): Oh ... am I supposed to wear cologne?
Gold or Silver: Neither. I don't do bling.
Hometown: Albion, Indiana, USA.
Insomnia: I'm sorry, what was that? I fell asleep.
Job Title: Dispatcher on the full time job, writer on the part time job, firefighter on the volunteer job, novelist on the hopeless job.
Kids: Two daughters.
Living arrangements: I own a home and mostly live alone, except for having my daughter on my days off.
Most admirable trait: I care. Sometimes too much, but isn't that better than all those people who care too little?
Number of sexual partners: Um ... wow. Let's see ... 14? Was I supposed to be counting? And define "sexual"?
Overnight hospital stays: A mean case of mono when I was a teen.
Quote: What would Buffy do?
Religion: Baptist, Lutheran, Methodist -- we got around a lot.
Siblings: One brother, three half-sisters, two step-brothers, two step sisters, and a patridge in a pear tree.
Time I wake up: I'm a little curious about that, myself.
Unusual talent or skill: I'm told I'm a pretty good writer and a funny guy. Seriously. Oh, and I just thought of another favorite quote, from Woody Allen: I'm a great lover, because I practice a lot when I'm alone.
Vegetable I refuse to eat: Beets
Worst habit: Procrastination. Someday I'll get around to listing the others.
X-rays: Just dental. I cracked a rib once, but what can they do with a rib?
Yummy foods I make: Make? Ha!
Zodiac sign: Cancer