Let me check wiki… born in France… moved to Geneva as an infant… starred in US Marshalls opposite Wesley Snipes…ok, let’s say she’s a “Swiss franc.” Anyway, my favorite keyboard key is Enter. What’s yours?
It’s Delete. I can program it to delete all the evil forces in this world. It’s also the one that gives us job security (computer users mistakenly use it to delete a lot of very important files – like pictures of their dog, hamsters and Humvees – which we have to recover).

What about Control. My impression is you like your life to be so organized. Are you a control-freak? And your work is really all about situation control.
I am pretty organized, but not so anal about it (BTW – your questions need to be re-numbered and grouped by categories!). Control is what people do when they cannot do it themselves, especially for those who are confronted with deeply-seated insecurities (like not being able to compose a haiku, or identify their out-of –wedlock children in a crowd). At work computers have to perform what is expected of them, and they are just machines so easily programmed and configured. Controlling people is another matter and best left to the shrinks (or your spouse, or both).

Yes they are grouped—from the civil to the scandalous. Do you think Space is a good choice? It’s hard these days to find solitude and peace and quiet except when sitting in the john.
Did you try MySpace.com? In this day and age that’s where everybody goes. When we’re scuba diving you cannot even get peace and quiet in the john – it’s right next to the revved-up boat engine! It’s only underwater in the tropics that you truly are at peace. There’s a big joke amongst divers about using the bathroom underwater: if you ask divers (men and women) if they pee in their wetsuit 2/3 will say yes (the rests are just big liars!). So it’s wise to give the diver next to you some space.

Do you?
I do not want to answer that on grounds that it might incriminate against me. But the answer is no (yeah right!).

What got you hooked on diving?

Philip with diving buddies, Grand Cayman 2007

Dive to Survive. Philip with his diving buddies in Grand Cayman, 2007.

It’s the high you get – called narcosis. Seriously it’s the realm that us landlubbers don’t see often – the beautiful underwater specimens, incredibly colorful flora and fauna. For most divers it’s a social thing too. When I moved to San Diego I joined two very active dive clubs (Dive Animals, Seaducers – and there’s also the informal Bottom Dwellers). In the summer we (about 30-35 of us divers) made regular monthly trips to the south of the border at Mexico, staying at the most basic and meager facility (it’s called camping), eating at $1 taco shops, and having the most fun weekends diving at incredibly beautiful sites for cheap! I think I made more friends in 5 years at San Diego than I did 15 years at Monterey. My Monterey dive buddies DTS (Dive to Survive) and I also started a yearly trip to the tropics 5 years ago and make regular dive trips to warm waters (about 35-36 divers had been joining us every year). So far we’d been to Florida Keys, Cozumel (Mexico), Bonaire, Roatan (Honduras) and Grand Cayman. We get the lowest group rates at the resorts, get to pile high to a room with our stinking gears and have the most fun. Diving is also where you really have to exist with and trust somebody – your dive buddy. No 7-year itch here. The next air you breathe could be in his or her tank. As DTS’ motto puts it – There are only two kinds of divers: those with air and those without.

Does spitting on the inside of your goggles, spreading your spit around and quickly rinsing your spread-around spit prevent fogging?
Yes – spit does help against fogging. But in the same vein that peeing on your stubbed toes might alleviate the pain – I rarely use it in public. I have 2-3 bottles of commercial defoggers in my dive bag. Did you know it’s a crime to spit in public in Singapore? I once dove with a bunch of Singaporeans at the Great Barrier Reef, and they were a most well-behaved group, willingly sharing their food (how could I refuse?) and even letting me use their latest toys – super high-tech gigapixel underwater cameras (in their early days). This is in stark contrast with the white-trash American girl in the boat (but that’s another story).

Bottled human spit. Interesting. But I will not be caught bringing one into Singapore.
Eeeeww!

Last Updated on April 11, 2021 by Tudla_Admin