Ok, here goes…
I am a 43 year old husband and father of one 6 year old boy. I am a middle manager that yearns for change, and (sometimes) accomplishes much in his fight. I am constantly in search of an audience. I am Machiavellian, and am clearly aware of the negative connotation. I am addicted to carbohydrates, but have a fair measure of control. I love vinyl records and never tire of their warmth and the comfort they provide. I have a wonderful family, and a loving wife, and want for very little. I keep work and life separate, as that is as they should be. I sometimes have trouble sleeping. I can often steer the content and outcome of my night-time dreaming. I drink too much, but love to drink. I have but a few friends, and like it that way, for the ones I have are actually worth having. I love the smell of the ocean, but easily settle for my salt water pool. I love my boy, but am scared he will grow up like his dad did, with an unhealthy and (sometimes) destructive disdain for authority. I have no regrets, ever. I do not believe in anything I cannot quantify with each one of my senses. Sometimes I just want everyone to leave me alone. Sometimes I cannot stand to be alone. I hate being interrupted. I hate being overlooked. I love both a job well done, and no stone left unturned. I love building things. I love to putter. I love a good cigar w a cold beer. I love my wife. Sometimes I love to argue. I love to nap. I love a great violent movie. I love huge ships & airplanes. I hate ignorance and stupidity. I generally have no patience. I am happy, though I love to complain.
And so it begins…
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