Work polo (which I accidentally typed as Wolo) and jeans.
Not listening to tunes at the moment, I'm at work.
Kev, Daddy, (How is that appearance?)
Happily married for over 50 years.
Four. Three older sisters and an older brother, but not in that order.
No thank you. The only alcoholic drink I ever partake of is usually a couple of sips of Rubi's Amaretto Sours.
Not on purpose.
Only if I absolutely have to.
Why? What have you heard?
One of my bones? No, just fractured a finger.
Yes. For headaches.
"Gotten"? Yes, I've had surgery.
Yes. When I was very young.
Not that I can remember. That usually happened at home or at school.
Who/what was the last:
Can't remember. Plan to see Transformers ASAP.
Rubi, once, ages ago.
The keyboard to type this answer.
My dinner. A ham, turkey, cheese, and Doritos sandwich.
I don't remember. Something work related.
My darling wife Rubi.
Some guy that called 9-1-1 for something and I tried to call him back for more information.
Call me specifically? Rubi this afternoon on her way home home from work.
Star Trek New Frontier: Missing In Action.
Where I'm currently sitting. 9-1-1.
....uh, I refuse to answer this on the grounds that all the stuff piled on my dresser might fall and bury me alive.