10 Things You Don’t Know About Me


My least brilliant moment was at age four, when supposed to be napping, I carefully inserted a bobby pin into the electrical outlet next to my bed. I’m proud to add that was a one-time incident.


Anything involving eyes — touching, poking, impaling — freaks me out, so, wimpily, I can’t wear contact lenses. Hence, my glasses.


I’m a First Class Girl Scout. Unfortunately, that doesn’t include a lifetime supply of Samoas and Thin Mints.


My guilty pleasure is rabidly reading contemporary crime and mystery novels. Michael Connelly, Jonathan Kellerman, Walter Mosley, Craig Johnson, Jeffery Deaver, Nelson DeMille — you rock!


I bake some killer desserts, like chocolate cake with a tunnel of gooey fudge through it. Drooling yet?


6 I miss the heart-stopping thrills of dune buggy riding with my family at Pismo Beach, California; Dad was ballsy but skilled in commandeering that vehicle.


You’d never want me to draw you something because I simply can’t. Pictionary Schmictionary.


Today’s best rock band is The Black Crowes, IMHO. No, they’re not the Counting Crows—look them up.


Setting the example of what not to do, I removed my first set of orthodontic braces from my teeth with pliers (it was easier than it seems). The second set, years later, I left alone and religiously wore the requisite rubber bands and subsequent retainers.


If I could interview a famous person no longer with us, it would be the masterful author, Charles Dickens. For some reason, whenever I think about him, Wayne and Garth’s, “I’m not worthy” springs to mind.