St. Elsewhere. They represented several specialties, which I need, as opposed to the MASH* docs, who were mainly surgeons.
Would you rather have grown up in the household of Roseanne or Married with Children?
Roseanne, definitely. For all their faults, they loved each other and laughed together (and my mom has some of Roseanne’s better qualities). Married with Children reeks of loathing and resentment.
Influence or money?
Money definitely – I have lived without influence for a long time – I’m practically invisible. But money would be fun!
Would you rather have an exquisitely executed Halloween costume, say Galinda from “Wicked” or The Hulk, or a simple, handmade costume that is clever, funny, unique, say, like Ted’s “Hanging Chad” costume from “How I Met Your Mother”?
Cute and crafty i can do myself. I’ll go for the exquisite one. Can it be Princess Di’s bridal gown? And can i be this rnough to fit in it? 
You are going to be given an RV. Would you want a really huge Greyliner conversion? Or one of those nifty 20 footers where everything folds into something else but you seem to have all that you need. (Except perhaps the origami skills to use it all!)
May as well go all-in on the land barge.
Fight a raging grizzly or a Toyota Corolla going 30 miles-per-hour?
I’ll definitely take blunt trauma once over multiple sharp traumas.
Wait 40 years for the perfect soul mate, or spend all your years with someone compatible, loving and supportive.
In 40 years I’ll be 111. I don’t think so.
Would you rather hear constant fingernails on a blackboard or a loop of Britney Spears songs?
A coin flip has determined a Britney Spears loop to be my penance.
Be Trump’s personal assistant for 10 years at $40,000 annual salary or live for a year in Somalia?
Somalia, hands down, even if you added a zero to the salary.
For five years: Eat only foods you cooked yourself, or be allowed to drive no more than 90 minutes per day?
I eat all my food cold and raw, so I will adjust my work schedule to, say, 5am - 1pm and reduce the commute, so I can fit it all in to 90 minutes.
For five years: Eat only foods you harvested or slaughtered yourself, or use a bicycle to commute to work.
Bicycle. Harvesting takes too much time, and I’d get some exercise.
Not be allowed on the computer ever, or not be allowed to read books (even on-line books)
No computer. I have to have my books. It’s like asking me if I want to breathe.
Listen to a screaming toddler for an hour or a televangelist for an hour?
Ugh! I suppose I might be able to zone out a bit easier for a televangelist than a toddler - they’re so in your face.
Live the rest of your life in a spaceship the size of the Shuttle on a journey to Alpha Centauri that would take 100 years to complete (in the hopes that your grandchildren might complete the journey) OR live the remainder of your natural life trapped inside a flat having three times the size of the shuttle’s living space, but is full of Haight-Ashbury hippies perpetually living out a 1967 time loop?
Live in the flat with the hippies. No way I could be cooped up in that Shuttle for even 10 years.
Live a spectacularly successful life (i.e., Michael Jordan, Mark Zuckerberg or Bill Gates type of life) but die at 45, or live a moderate successful life (i.e., wealthy surgeon, banker or lawyer) and die at 90?
Option B. 45 is just too damn young, if I have a choice.
Visit Sydney or Moscow during the best-possible local weather?
Sydney. Hands down.
Would you rather have a 60 Minutes news crew waiting outside your office at work to interview you one day, or have Jehova’s Witnesses show up at your door the next 52 weekends?
60 Minutes. Two words, “No comment” and then call my attorney.
Sandals or boots?
Sandals. I have been having trouble finding some I like and can wear.
Would you rather drive a police car or a fire truck?
(This question courtesy of my 6-yr-old nephew, with whom I played “Would You Rather” last weekend. All of his hypotheticals involved firemen or fire trucks.)
Police car. I’ve been on some ride-alongs and they’re fun, especially zipping around with lights flashing and sirens blaring.
Get a million dollars, or know you’ll live ten years longer than you otherwise would, with guaranteed good health?
Million dollars, assuming it’s now.
Be given a first-class seat on all of your future airplane flights (for no added cost,) or have all of your flight times cut in half? (i.e., an 8 hour flight becomes 4 hours)