“I have a different idea of elegance. I don't dress like a fop, it's true, but my moral grooming is impeccable. I never appear in public with a soiled conscience, a tarnished honor, threadbare scruples, or an insult that I haven't washed away. I'm always immaculately clean, adorned with independence and frankness. I may not cut a stylish figure, but I hold my soul erect. I wear my deeds as ribbons, my wit is sharper then the finest mustache, and when I walk among men I make truths ring like spurs.” - Edmond Rostand, Cyrano De Bergerac. I like to think this is me.
So take this biography, my friend, and "turn to facts my fantasies".
I am the greatest guy in the world! .... at least according to my dog when I fill her dog bowl.
Update Jan 5: I had to play father/doctor/nurse/God/executioner to my poor pooch yesterday. I miss her terribly. Rest in peace, Chutney, my old friend. My thanks to all who have inquired about her.
I was born after a month of labor (according to my mother who has been known to exaggerate a bit in her guilt-inducing moments). My aunts tell me that I bore a striking resemblance to a large mouse. These are the same aunts who have warts on their noses and are constantly stirring something in a cauldron. It is said that Shakespeare modeled his Macbeth witches after them :-). I love them dearly, but am glad the Pacific is between me and them. Whew!
Education and profession
I earned a Master's degree in Operations Research (a field of study just about as useful as an ingrown toenail) in Ohio. However, I salvaged my career by doing post graduate work in Computer Science at McGill U in Montreal and taught in Singapore for a while. After that, I spent my life being a computer systems consultant for hospitals. Just in time to see all the computer jobs being shipped to India. Good move (I hear you say).
So, I have been around the block including almost being arrested in Rome in the 70's (let's just say that in Rome, you don't ask for a DRUG store...ask for a pharmacy instead).
In the meantime, I also spent many years finding out that I was married to the wrong woman. Most of the marital relationship problems were caused by me (according to my ex-wife, my sister, my mother, my aunts, my nieces and my car mechanic ... that Benedict Arnold). As we grew older, I got less materialistic while she got more pragmatic. We could not find a happy medium. But, I am grateful for the experience and will see to it that I don't repeat the same mistakes the next time around.
Having come of age in Nixon times, I am a strong liberal. I am a huge fan of Jon Stewart, Bill Maher, Stephanie Miller and the usual suspects, though I get a little tired of being their seemingly dwindling choir. So, if you think (a) the Tea Party has a collective IQ greater than my shoe size, or (b) God and GOP are one and the same, or (c) you need to face West and genuflect when someone says "Reagan", we have nothing in common.
P.S. Though I believe I live in one of the most beautiful spots on earth, I am not tied to Asheville. It does not matter to me where I live...just who I live with.
Thanks for reading my profile.