What inspires you to get out of bed each day?
Cats. Sure work, and passion and hunger and lots of the usual things. But those all get me up around 7, maybe 7:30, later on weekends. I get up not one second later than QUARTER OF FIVE every morning without exception; that's because I have three cats and I really don't wish to go into the details.
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Do you remember the first story you ever heard, and the impact it had on you?
I was four years old, and ready for bed when my Dad came in to say goodnight. But instead of leaving, he sat by the bed, put on his glasses, opened a book and read without really looking at the page. "Lars Porsena of Clusium, by the Nine Gods he swore/ That the great house of Tarquin would suffer wrong no more/ By the Nine Gods he swore it, and named a trysting day/ And bade his messengers ride forth, east and west and south and north/ To summon his array."
I could hardly breathe. "Dad," I dared to interrupt, "what is this?" He looked over the brim of his glasses at me and said "This... is history."
It wasn't, of course. But that was good enough for a kid of four. A mighty engine of fascinated passion roared to life and hasn't needed to refuel since that day in 1963.