Three questions. Go for it. No more, no less. I reserve the right to take the Fifth.
Per the meme, you should then present yourself for interrogation um, solicit three questions in your own journal. Ve haff vays to make you ask, Englisch schweinhund! Er, that is... um ... well. Anyway. If you participate, propagate.
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A great many things, if the truth be told. Trusting Berdeen Coven, leaving Cardima to go to Cygnus, waiting as long as I did to leave Cardima and go to Cygnus, buying a house in Tracy, buying a house in San Jose, using the realtor we did, various times when I've failed people in one way or another, various opportunities I've missed or decisions I've made the wrong choice on.... If I start thinking about it, it seems there are almost infinite regrets. So, honestly, I try not to think about it too much. On that road lie madness and despair.
What would be your absolutely ideal job?
The honest answer to that question is, I don't know. My chosen career doesn't seem to have worked out too well. I've always wanted to fly, but it's never worked out. I guess if I could somehow get into the program, I'd like to be a pilot for one of the commercial space lifters that are going to start appearing; but I'm probably too old to start now.
What fiction would you choose to live in, of all the fictional universes in all the books you've ever read?
And that's the hardest question of all, because there's so many good ones. The universe of Honor Harrington, perhaps, or of Lieutenant John Rico, or of Lazarus Long, but there's so many. Some fiction where there's useful work for everyone who wants it, and automation handles the menial labor, and where governments are the servants of the people, not their masters.