pragmatic loner confident dependable jade1
simple Web Martin intellectual assertive Phil Brennan insecure romantic Jesse Donovan warm tough Jake Calcutta fast jade2 Jade Monaghan jade3
loyal lonely artsy fair jade4
What's your favorite color? The green of Siobhan's eyes My what? Is the next question "What's my sign?" That would be colors, plural. It's the rose and cerulean of a Maxfield Parrish sunset. The blue of a clear sky. jade color
What's your favorite food? Fish and chips A BLT, with avocado, extra bacon, not cut diagonally. That leaves little bits of bacon at the corners and it falls out. Homemade bread and a plate of vegetables, balsamic vinegar and olive oil. I will eat whatever is available. Food is fuel.
Last movie you saw? A little bit out of the middle of Lord of the Rings. I pull the DVD out once in a while and just watch a random chapter. They show classic movies at the library sometimes. I think the last one I saw there was Captain Blood, the one with Errol Flynn in it. Elizabethtown The question is irrelevant.
Describe your professional training. Professional training for my cognitive analysis would be years of college and all kinds of blah, blah, blah. But if you're talking about my professional training for solving mysteries and other people's problems, none. None, whatsoever. I took some adult school classes; a sort of PI 101. Interesting stuff; mostly seemed commonsense. I've also gotten some experience working with a cop I know at the shooting range. He brings the gun. I pay for the ammo. I don't own a gun but I guess it doesn't hurt to know how to use one. My only real training is accounting and journalism. I'm not a professional PI. I sort of assumed that an investigator's work was mostly research and paperwork so I figured I had the perfect background for it. I may have figured wrong. The Agency for the Prevention of Historically Anomalous Events provides rigorous training for all Deputies. Policy forbids further details.
What did you want to be when you grew up? A grown up. I guess it didn't work. But I always imagined I would be teaching people. When I was a kid I wanted to be the mayor. Now I know better. I considered going to the Academy and becoming a cop. But it all seemed a little over the top. So after a while I switched to something less overtly cop-like. But I've wanted to solve people's problems and protect them ever since I was old enough to realize people had problems worth solving. A farmer.
Favorite author? Isaac Asimov Raymond Chandler Gabriel Garcia Marquez I don't read.
What kind of music do you listen to? Anything that makes me happy. Celtic music of course. But the modern Americana movement and there's still bits of classic rock I can't let go of. Old jazz Classical mostly. Chamber music. But I still enjoy some rambunctious rock and roll or twangy country. Just depends on the mood I'm in; whatever music fits the mood. A musical phrase repeats at various junctures in my life. I don't know what it is or where it comes from.
Describe the ideal woman. Siobhan. Only less tense. Next question. Someone that will challenge me. I guess being physically attractive matters. But not as much as being curious and fascinated. And fascinating. Someone who'd rather sit and talk than go do stuff. Unless of course I want to go do stuff. Then she'll gladly come along. Ideal for what? I don't see the relevance of the question.
What are you afraid of? Someone hurting my friends. That someday people will find out what I really am inside. That I'm not good enough. Not remembering something important.
Tell us about your home. Well, I have two houses. The one where my cognitive lab is and the bigger one I inherited from my parents and never use. But if home is, as they say, where the heart is, I'm still looking for it somewhere in the West of Ireland. Small, cheap, drafty, cheap, close to the office, cheap. Gorgeous loft. Two-story ceiling through most of it. Elevated study. Split-level feel because my front door enters in the middle, vertically. Benefit, or drawback, of living in a place carved out of an old warehouse. Big windows, plenty of light, lots of people-watching. I should be above a museum or a music store. But Mrs. Scarlatti's grocery store and deli is a good enough substitute. It was a quiet village. Now I live where the Agency advises during my missions.
How do you dress when you want to impress a woman? An expensive shirt and a silk tie. Clean clothes. Black cashmere turtleneck and white chinos. If I can keep them clean long enough. Irrelevant.
When you want to impress a business prospect? Traditional suit and tie. Conservative so it doesn't scare them. I own a sports coat I can wear if it's not too warm. I have a summer-weight tan camel hair jacket I really love. I do not do business in the sense you mean.
How do you dress for comfort? Jeans and a nice heavy t-shirt I'm at my most comfortable wearing what I sleep and shower in. But if I'm around people, it's jeans and a t-shirt, like most people. Sweats and a Hawaiian shirt around the apartment. But if I'm going out somewhere casual, jeans and a nice loose, button-up shirt. Physical discomfort is a natural consequence of hostile environments. My clothing is specially designed to avoid discomfort.
Tell us about some place beautiful you've been. Take a map of Ireland and stick a pin anywhere in the west. But especially the rough coast near Valencia Island. Quiet and wild at the same time. I spent a couple weeks in a cabin in Yellowstone a long time ago. Didn't see another human being for two weeks. Huge mountains and bison so big I still don't believe they were real. Looking down at San Francisco from the top of Coit Tower all the lights and movement against the dark background. All those people, and all I had to do was stand and watch.

I stood, twice, at the edge of a freshly plowed field.

The second time, nothing at all happened.

I felt a great joy.

Tell us about your parents. I'd just be regurgitating what I've read. I should be sad that my amnesia has completely wiped them out of my memory. But it's a sort of intellectual loss, not a completely emotional one. I know they were gone when I was quite young. And who knows, maybe I felt this way already, even before I lost my memory. My dad was Navy but he didn't overdo it. Didn't run the family like military or anything. Moved around a lot but mom seemed to love being a gypsy. I miss going to him when I need advice. I miss going to her when I'm really hungry. Mom finally settled in Paris where I guess every artist wants to end up. Last I heard about my father he was somewhere in southeast Asia, finding or perhaps just selling ancient artifacts. Mom was never real cheerful about his choice of employment and I suspect it was his wildness and her reaction to it that made me a little more conservative. The Agency removes most personal memories during initiation and training, allowing Deputies to perform their duties without risk of emotional interference.
Any brothers or sisters? No. A sister. She's a lot older than me. We've lost touch. Maybe I should go find her. Maybe I will someday. Older brother. Younger sister. He's an artist up in Canada somewhere. She's teaching English somewhere in South America or southeast Asia. I forget. We all chat by email once in a while. But we're all more comfortable talking in person. So sometimes we lose touch. I do not know.
How do you think you'll die? I'll be one of those quiet, wrinkled old men in a nursing home with Siobhan sitting by my bed holding my hand. A fall off something really tall. Unless alcohol does it first. Maybe both. I'm not planning to. But thanks for asking.

I thought it would be during the destruction of the universe, the space/time continuum.

Apparently not.

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