| Full given name: | Christian Camargo (aka Minnick) |
| Hometown: | Katonah, NY |
| Zodiac sign: | Cancer |
| Special skills: | Fixing old tractors and flea market finds |
| First Broadway show ever saw: | Nefertiti (the babysitter didn't show, so Mom brought me to work) |
| If you could go back in time and catch any Broadway show, what would it be? | A Streetcar Named Desire, wouldn't you? |
| Favorite show tune: | "Come up and comb my Katie's hair." Sung by Lord Lithgow in All My Sons. |
| Most played song on your iPod: | "Oh What a Beautiful Morning" sung by Patrick Wilson on David Letterman's "Late Show." |
| One CD you couldn't live without: | "Songs That Dylan Loved" |
| Last book you read: | "Out Stealing Horses" by Per Petterson |
| Must-see TV show: | "CBS Sunday Morning" Caution: contains relevant news with doses of inspiration and hope. |
| Last good movie you saw: | "Dog Day Afternoon." John Cazale is genius. |
| Favorite board game: | Scrabulous, R.I.P. |
| Performer you would drop everything to go see: | Mark Rylance. I stalk him on a regular basis. |
| Pop culture guilty pleasure: | Yearning for Jordan Gelber's new iPhone but not sure I want what's on it. |
| First stage kiss: | Christopher Durang's A History of the American Film. Then I got mono. |
| Favorite post-show meal: | Angus McIndoe (I think Angus might be faking his accent, though). |
| How you got your Equity card: | Shakespeare in the Park, Henry V. |
| Worst onstage mishap: | Juilliard 1996: I got hit with food poisoning as a spear-carrier and ran through the audience and out the doors then home in the snow dressed as a Roman sentry. They never found the spear. |
| Worst costume ever: | No costume. Kit Marlowe at the Public. Swinging nude in front of my grandmother's church group was interesting. |
| Cats or dogs? | Rescued dogs. |
| Favorite cereal: | Anything Kashi. |
| Who would play you in the movie? | Katie Holmes |
| Worst job you ever had: | Driving the short bus. |
| TV or commercial gig you most enjoyed: | "K-19." |
| Leading man role you've been dying to play: | Chet Baker. I'm learning the horn, just in case someone writes something. So hurry up someone. |