Rocket Surgeon
How about we… throw paper airplanes off the highest building we can get into. Maybe plastic parachute men too.
How about we… go test drive the ugliest cars possible. Perhaps a cubed car of of some sort.
How about we… bury a time capsule. We'll make a fake treasure map to confuse future archeologists.
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About jbeachwood
Why do you build me up, buttercup?
Baby, just to let me down and mess me around.
An awesome place I've visited:
the factory where they make cracker jack box prizes. Probably the saddest place on earth.
My perfect Sunday:
falls on a saturday.
The movie I've watched the most times:
Office Space. I could do a quote-along. Maybe a rap-along with Michael Bolton.
My life history in 5 sentences or fewer:
Born. Lived. Died. Rinse. Repeat.
My first concert / My dream concert:
First concert was Blink182 in HS. I can totally feel you judging me. My dream concert would be Albert Einstein on the keytar performing deep cut tracks from the Wham discography.
Obscure knowledge I possess:
I've committed the following to memory: The 3rd man on the Apollo 11 mission who wasn't Buzz or Neil. Don Rickles Birthday. What stores use to be at Memorial City Mall before it was nice. Corn Dog 9, anyone?
I have a weakness for guys/girls who:
get me [a pony].
For me, a first date no-no is:
using the word 'no-no.'
What I would bring to show and tell:
A mirror so that the people in attendance of a grown up 'show and tell' can see how ridiculous they are.
A story you should remind me to tell you on our first date:
How I met Ginger Spice at Astroworld while waiting to take a sepia toned portrait at the old timey photo studio. It's a story I wrote. Twist ending. You'll like it.
I secretly want to be:
allergic to chocolate so I could just quit eating it. I also secretly wish to be British but without the accent or bad teeth. I just like their passport covers better.
I want to be with someone who wants to be:
a contestant on Price is Right because spinning that big terrifying wheel has always been their dream. BTW, I'm rain man when it comes to the showcase show down.
An infatuation of mine:
Souvenir miniature license plates that ALMOST resemble my name and being bewildered at the ones that made the cut instead of my semi common name. i.e. Demetri, Bode, Apollo.
If I won the lottery and quit my job, I would:
reapply for my job cuz after taxes and the solid gold toilet I'd probably buy, I'll need it.
One thing my mother would want you to know about me:
That I'm adopted and you and I have an outside chance of being related.
I want to come home to:
the year 2015 where hover boards and Nikes with power laces are common place. Great Scott!
