I am a little geek, a little goofy, very smart, often clever, and occasionally thick. But this all makes for a fun, entertaining package.
I grew up in Tampa, FL with most of my extended family. When my parents divorced, I moved to Maine with my Mom leaving the rest of my family in FL. Went to High School and lived in Bar Harbor, Maine for over 15 years. Just before y2k, I was encouraged to come to Boston to do some contract work and I have been here in the Boston area ever since. While in FL, my South Carolina Baptist Grandmother taught me a thing or two about manners and polite. My stint in Maine taught me how to speak plainly and to the point. (No sense in wastin' werds.) And living here in Boston is somewhere in between. Still get enough strange looks when I say, "Thank you, have a nice day" and holding doors for people. I don't let "them" wear me down. I take in stride by saying on a long elevator ride, "Do the noises in my head bother you?" (Which is reference to "The Gods Must Be Crazy".)
I have found living and working in the city is for me. Walking, bicycling, T'ing around is my speed. Let the cars live in grid lock, I'll zoom down in between.
I am motorcycle guy currently without a motorcycle. My last bike (an '83 Kawasaki LTD 454, belt drive) crushed by a woman in a car on a cell phone. I broke my nose, but otherwise walked away from the accident. A couple years later, I delivered a Virago 800 from Boston to Orlando in the third week of March. It was 38 and drizzling, and by the time I made to Arlington, VA, my face was painful from all the smiling I was doing. I