...and then my agent tells me I lost the part to some girl named "Violet" because the writers thought the pun would be funny. I hate that Willy Wonka and his chocolate factory!
My favorite childhood activity was when my father used to take me out to shoot my BB gun. I was the only child, out of five, to get their own BB gun and my father and I would drive out to the desert out side of town (we lived in Arizona) and shoot our matching BB guns. We would also very often drive to my Grandparents house and I would spend hours searching the fields around their house looking for Native American pottery shards and arrowheads, which I would bring inside and my Grandpa would display on the fireplace mantle. Those were fun days.