I can’t say that I enjoy trying to convey myself in writing. Not that I’m bigger than life or anything, but I am kind of a big deal. Actually, I’m a down to earth guy who grew up in the Midwest and has a very dry, sarcastic and witty sense of humor. Yes, I’m the guy who spouts off the one liner out of nowhere, at probably the most inappropriate time, that gets everyone laughing. I mean really what’s the point if you aren’t having fun right? I think that some of the best stories come from the randomness of spur of the moment decisions (both good and bad) that take you outside of your comfort zone.
As far as hobbies go they seem to vary depending on my mood. And by mood I mean amount of time and funds available. Lately I have been going to a bunch of indie concerts and music festivals taking in all sorts of new bands. I have a bit of a taste for just about any type of music with the exception of hard-core rap. I mean really after the 2-Pac/Biggie drama I just can’t take it anymore. Other hobbies in the past have ranged from scuba diving to biking to running marathons. If only I could get better at the swimming thing I would like to do an Ironman Triathlon some day.
By the way did you know that there is a difference between there, their and they’re? Not only that there is a whole set of rules for grammar? I mean who knew? Also, I think that at this point in my life I don’t need to put smiley faces in anything that I write. Okay, so I grew up with a mom who was an English teacher and somehow she passed on her pet peeves to me. So as long as you can write good, speak good and can allow yourself to have fun then drop me a line. (Yes, I know it should be ‘write well, speak well’ that was a test.)