I was once told by a black guy from detroit that I was more 'hood then he was, apparently I say things that may get me shot.
I had an awe-striking realization last week: Everyone I hang out with is over 55. So it turns out, all of the old folks I hang out also have horses, trucks, and trailers. We go on quite a few adventures - but when I screw around, I have on more than one occasion lead them to wet their depends.
As I explain my life to people it seems unavoidably boring, however, There is always someway I can make it interesting. I always have a good time in whatever I am doing, and it takes quite a bit to get me down. Hell, I was a telemarketer for a while and I enjoyed it!
I will go long distances without charging my cell phone, I have tendencies to break my iphones. If I am not outside, I am not happy. I have likely the best tan in the world, dark on top, blinding white in the middle, and awkward mid thigh tones down my legs.
My best friend and I like to go down to the Ozark mountains in Missouri in March to do some quality backwoods camping - if some form of camping or isolated exploration doesn't happen every few months. I will go crazy.
I am quite creative. Art and photography used to be a huge part of my life, until I started doing this horse tack - now I am trying to figure out how to balance work art with pleasure art. I refuse to buy anything I can make.
It seems fruitless to be looking on the interwebs for friends and secret lovers, ohh la la! but as it turns out - I only go to bars to drink with friends, and haven't nearly had much luck as you'd think hanging out with old folks to find someone special.