Brian Davis

 

I was born at a very young age.

This is my second time living and working in Northeast Wisconsin. I’d tell you which stations I used to work at, but they’re no longer worth listening to (after all, I’m not there anymore).

I live with Chuck, my cocker spaniel.

I have five sisters, and before Facebook reminded me every year, I could never remember when their birthdays were. Thanks, Zuckerberg.

I went to a very small high school in Iowa, and I am by far the most famous graduate. The second most famous: Ashton Kutcher. (No, seriously.)

I was once run over by my own car.

I am a very Leo Leo. I once had one of those astrological readings and almost all of my moons were in Leo. I don’t know what ANY of that means.

I don’t understand the appeal of tattoos. I also don’t have the pain tolerance to deal with the needle.

I bite my nails constantly.

Some people see the glass as half-full, some as half-empty. I see it as “Either way, I’m gonna have to wash that glass.”

My favorite color is orange. I’m allergic to orange juice.

I think being a rodeo clown would be a good way to see the country.

When I was 20, I was told my eyesight was getting so bad that I’d be legally blind by the time I was 30. It didn’t happen, and then I got the Lasik surgery. Suck it, blindness.

When I die, I’d like to go on a walk with God so he can explain what’s up with my crazy-ass relatives. Then we’d play basketball, but I’d lose. God has hops.