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My self-summary
I unload trucks at Wal-Mart. Not only does this define me, you should be impressed by it. The sheer brain power required to put the boxes that say "13" on the pallets labeled "13" is pretty ballin'. I got burnt out on the aviation industry as a younger young man and I'm currently in trade school. I like working with my hands, I just don't like doing it for 14 hours a day while covered in Jet fuel. I feel this is reasonable, my lack of IRA contributions this year disagrees.
What I’m doing with my life
Community college and minimum wage labor. This is my 4th higher education establishment and the first I actually like. I'll be a machinist in about a year and a half, which while not nearly as mentally stimulating as picking things up and putting them down and then (this is very important) pushing them slightly forward, still seems pretty magical to me. I mean, you take this block of metal, and then you do stuff to it, and then its a specialized useful object that you created with your very own hands (and a bunch of expensive machines). It's like being a Wizard, but in a union and wearing safety goggles.
I’m really good at
Walking long distances while carrying heavy things, fixing stuff, tripping over things, fixing the thing I tripped over, etc. I'm also a decent cook and give a pretty passable foot rub. I'm a bit of a deadeye with a Nerf gun, and I'm a wiz at official paperwork.
The first things people usually notice about me
My smile usually. Lately it's been my dog. But to be honest, she is much cuter than me and I have been taking her pretty much everywhere.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
I've been netflixing a lot of british shows lately, getting through the second season of 'Being Human' has been interesting, but yesterday I went on a Scream Trilogy kick. I like sci-fi, fantasy, historical fiction. Like anyone who's ever been to college I've read a lot of chuck palahniuk. I listen to a lot of folk and blue grass music, but I must admit the mexican house music they play sometimes on 91.3 hasn't made me find a new radio station yet.
The six things I could never do without
I have recently rediscovered the ease with which one can adapt to completely different circumstances. So instead of 6 items or ideas that I'm very fond of, i'll just go super practical.
*a sturdy pair of hiking boots. My feet are tender, despite being hobbit-like. So this is obvious.
*one of those rubber ball/paddle combinations with the rubber band. It's important to keep your mind supple, and thinking of ways to continually repair the broken rubber band is sure to provide hours of entertainment.
*a device to filter water. I'm pretty openminded, but I don't want to go straight bear grylls. Pee is unsanitary. It doesn't appeal to me.
*a good knife. Mostly for whittling things. Potentially for buttering toast in a very dangerous manner.
*a loincloth. Satin and interestingly embroidered. Preferably with dragons, possibly flames. Maybe throw some sequins on it.
*a nice thick towel. Like the ones your mom keeps for guests. No galactic hitchhiker should ever be without their towel.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
The philosophical differences between leadership cadres that would explain the very different revolutions and insurgencies of two neighboring southeast asian countries, and how I could possibly shoehorn that into an otherwise normal conversation.
On a typical Friday night I am
Getting off work at 1am and wondering what got chewed to shit at my house. Last friday it was a tube of vitamin A&D ointment. The Gretch is a cuddly pretty she-bastard, but she's determined to make my life more interesting through random and arbitrary destruction.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I've been the defendant in a murder trial in Tikrit. Like Matlock in Arabic but without real toilets. It sucked a lot and I don't recommend it.
You should message me if
You're down to tell incredibly dirty jokes, make air-burst glitter dispersal devices, shoot said devices at inanimate objects, and geek out over various cold war aircraft. Or if you've never been to Pima Air and Space museum and you want a bearded man in his late 20's to go all excited 9 year old and explain how great various helicopters are to you.