Dustin Schirer, senior creative producer at Barkley, answers The Pitch‘s questionnaire

Name: Dustin Schirer

Occupation: Senior creative producer at Barkley, partner at Tight Salad Enterprises

Hometown: Manhattan, Kansas

Current neighborhood: Live in Prairie Village but spend most of my time in the Crossroads.

What I do (in 140 characters): The simplest explanation: I make video content. Whether it’s for brands or for fun, I’m just a video girl living in a video world.

What’s your addiction? Currently, Cheez-It Zingz.

What’s your game? Tiddlywinks vs. Humanity. It’s a hybrid I came up with that adds a little spice to both games.

What’s your drink? Red Bull and Pepto, neat.

Where’s dinner? Are you asking me on a date? If so, I’ve always wanted to visit Kokomo, Indiana. That’s where I want to go.

What’s on your KC postcard? George Brett, Bo Jackson and Christian Okoye playing Twister on the lawn of the Nelson.

Finish this sentence: “Kansas City got it right when … ” We hired Andy Reid.

“Kansas City screwed up when … “ We traded Jared Allen.

“Kansas City needs … ” To start speaking up for itself. We have a lot of amazing stuff happening here, and we need to start taking credit.

“In five years, I’ll be … ” Halfway to 70, all the way to Oldmanville. Did I mention I just picked up my new orthotic shoe insoles yesterday? True story.

“I always laugh at … ” Farts. Farts will always be funny.

“I’ve been known to binge-watch … ” Everything. I ditched cable awhile ago, so I stream seasons constantly. Currently catching up on Game of Thrones and Breaking Bad. (Don’t spoil it.)

“I can’t stop listening to … “ Steve Winwood.

“I just read … ” Hatchet.

The best advice I ever got: “Be excellent to each other.” – Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure

Worst advice: Last year, I paid a guy on the streets of Vegas for “shitty advice.” It was so bad, it didn’t even come close to the category of advice. Just poorly worded nonsense that I paid a dollar for.

My sidekick: Is my wife. She has the burden of dealing with me on a regular basis, and that can’t be easy. Before her, it was Jonathan Brandis from Sidekicks. But he’s dead now.

My brush with fame: Martin Starr put his man jewels on the back of my neck once.

What was the last thing you had to apologize for? Lying to my wife about the price of meat straws I purchased on the Internet for bloody marys.

Who’s sorry now? Me. Terrible heartburn from the meat straws.

My recent triumph: Buying meat straws for bloody marys, duh.