*interviewer cautiously taps mic, warily looking at Steven for any signs of snapping*
"Uh yes, hello there listeners, we are here once again with Mr. Clark, who, the last time we checked in, wasn't too thrilled at us doing so." *clears throat* "And so, tell us how you've been doing Mr. Clark. What have you been up to these last few weeks?"
"Well Bob, I've been contemplating the meaning of life and my existential role in it. Who am I? What does all this mean? Where do I go from here? I've also been eating a lot of Cheeze-Its. And yogurt."
"Cheeze-Its and yogurt.....yes, I see."
"Not at the same time, you understand. Separately. When the feeling hits."
*looks uncomfortable* "Go on. Does this help you think about your purpose in life?"
"No. I just like them."
"I feel as if there must be something more out there for me, I just don't know what it is yet."
"Granola bars are nice."
*stares at Bob* "No, something more meaningful in life."
"Oh yes of course. What about going to school?"
"I don't even have time these days to blog, when would I do homework?"
"Yes, that would be a problem. How about traveling?"
"No money. I just want to find something I can really sink my teeth into."
"Mr. Clark, do you want to do something with your life, or do you just want to eat? I can't keep up with you."
"Can't I do both?"
"I've got it.....go to cooking school!"
*crickets chirp again*
"You are out of your bloody mind. I'm done here." *walks off*
"And there you have it folks, an update with Mr. Clark. Have a fantastic weekend."