I do most of my travelling in my car. So I find that a complete Philharmonic orchestra neatly stashed in the curved space of the glove compartment works well, or failing that, my i-Pod playing rock music cuts journey time at whatever speed you travel (eg the new Rush album) and Psychedellic Trance
certainly gets you right in, what I shall choose to call today, "the zone". Try Shpongle.

Yes, see my answers to Questions 1, 5, 7, 8, 9 and indeed 10

I don't know, what sort of thing do you like? You should go to one of those
fancy dress boutiques and have a browse. Useful tip: Mooses' heads and other items of elaborate head-wear are best avoided with low ceilinged venues and summer events. Check ahead to determine suitability, then go hog wild. Treat yourself. Have fun! Loosen up!

Yes, a bit. But then they're probably like that with everybody so I don't
take it personally. I just make the right noises, no feathers get ruffled
and they go away quite happily usually and I can make a discrete run for it.

As far as I'm aware, the legendary 'peanut butter' motif has yet to
insinuate itself into my subconscious meta-awareness. I have had lucid
flying dreams that become normal dreams where I pretend not be be capable of flight, however. I remember walking about 2 inches above the floor like an incognito superman. Perhaps this is to avoid treading on pieces of toast that have inexplicably landed peanut butter-side up? I'd have to consider the matter in more depth to come up with an answer that more properly describes the psychic dynamic involved here, but while I find it unlikely that I would use this concept as the basis for a meditation, I'll get back to you if something does come up.

I have no opinions on anything. Opinions are an illusion brought on by
excessive identification of the self with the babbling mind. "Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment; Cleverness is mere opinion, bewilderment is intuition." - Jalal ad-Din Rumi, 13th Century Sufi poet and mystic. There's a song using his words on my MySpace, btw.

With a table-tennis bat. But seriously, folks! (insert the cheesey grin of
the overbearing MC in spangley suit - applause welcome) I think that the
nation state may be one of the best institutional defences against a Global
Totalitarian dictatorship, but nations must learn to cooperate in a spirit
of trust instead of one of constantly competing for power and wealth. We
should abandon the idea of striving for constant Economic growth and adopt
the principles of Permaculture (micro-management of the environment by working with natural processes instead of trying to impose artificial and unsustainable systems upon it). We would all do well to do our own personal research into the nature of consciousness, Time, the implications of Reletivity Theory and perhaps most profoundly consider that in a Fractal Universe we are all the centre from our own perspective. Minimum wage commitments by large multinational companies should be more closely monitored in poor countries and journalists should not be made to be afraid to deviate from the 'consensus' (which is actually an agenda supporting the status quo of an unequal distribution of wealth. Alledgedly. Look up John Pilger on Googlevideos, he'll put you right. And Noam Chomsky. Dig him too.
Sorry I appear to have adopted a hippy-esque dialectic). We should all eat more humous. And, hey! It's Fair Trade Fortnight by the way! Go down the Co-op and buy some bananas.

Hmm. This is a toughie. At 6' 2", Ted has a longer reach than Steve (height 5' 10.25", although reports differ, some say Steve is actually 6'), but Ted's an older man, and their 11 year age difference has an important impact on physical fitness in middle age. So although I think Ted may do well on points, Steve would win in the end through sheer brawn and stamina.