I'm happiest when I'm gardening, playing ultimate frisbee, hopping onto chicken buses, finding new brunch places, exploring, surf fishing, and listening to hot jams cruising in my Honda Civic. Or podcasts. Or NPR. I range from Lil Jon to Fresh Air because Terry Gross knows whats up.
One time I willed a rainbow into being. Another time I encountered strange beekeepers in the high desert of Bolivia. I also got thrown off a sailboat and lived in a shantytown on the edge of the Emerald Sea. The captain was a prick. People, don't go sailing with captains you don't know for extended periods of time off the coast of Africa!
I was blessed by a gypsy who gave me a magic coffee bean. It stayed in my wallet until I got into politics and then I lost it.
I standardized honey for the state of Wisconsin. Impressive, I know.
My people come from the mountain right next to Walton's Mountain. There's a cemetery on top of that mountain where I'm related to everyone buried there. There's also a cemetery in Switzerland where I'm related to everyone too. So, you know, options!
I can pick out Southern accents by state, but mine is so far gone that I sound like I'm from California.
My favorite country is Spain although Greece wins awards for best lounging. But seriously, drinking cañas and eating tapas at 2 pm on a weekday is pretty much my Platonic ideal of how to spend my workweek.