In the summer I'm in board-shorts and a t-shirt; in the winter its boots and jeans. A thrifting habit has lead me to own more books than I could ever read; maybe one day I'll have a cabin and catch up on the reading. I enjoy riding bicycles, all types, and I always keep a spare for some friends to tag along. I like arts and crafts projects and am always trying to build something. I think sarcasm can be funny, but usually it is mean. I have no confidence in my spelling abilities and I am totally ashamed of it; I look up words all the time. I play the guitar well enough to make some think I'm better than I really am. I like road trips to hidden towns, adventures, driving in the rain, and listening to thunderstorms.
Generally, my friends exploit my inability to say "no" to adventure dares and oppurtunities. I rode that bull that one time in Arizona; I'll never do it again. Been cowboying a couple times and ended up drinking with Bernie Lomax, a couple times. Next on the list was wrestling at a gator farm in Mosca, Colorado but a recent increase in ::ahem:: responsibility and a promise to my mother has scratched the gator farm off my to-do list. I have ten fingers; still. Luckily, most of my closest friends are out of state, which contributes to my safety.