My life?? Hmmm. Well, so far- its been kind of colorful (I could
probably tell you some really interesting stories), and wild and
weird at times- and it hasn't always been easy, but I like a good
challenge, and despite it all- I still firmly believe I am the
architect of my own destiny (or, if you are lucky, maybe a little
bit of yours!), and so, here we are.
And, since destiny has brought us here in this fleeting moment of
Internet togetherness, may I point out that- I *have* to dress like
this, because I have a regular day job.
And, while that may not have always let me-hippie-me be hippie-me,
and has my mouth still firmly planted on the teat of Corporate
America, I will nonetheless admit that I do get a certain
satisfaction around being able to bring Enterprise Class
Information Technology to the folks who make the vast majority of
the toys in the world- and in turn, joy- for Everyone.
Likewise, I've found to my delight that whilst trotting about the
globe for Corporate America, I've been able to get away with
wearing just a stolen hotel bathrobe at airports; with the
flip-flops, you always get through the TSA screening much faster,
you are more comfortable, its always a good conversation starter at
the bar, tourists love to take photos with you, and if you get
cold, need a pillow, or spill something, the bathrobe is always
there for you.
So- if you see a dude in the airport with just a bathrobe and some
flip-flops on, skip the thoughts that he's some crazy old homeless
shcmo, and feel free to gesticulate wildly and say hello, or
better- buy that man a drink- because yes, that's probably me
channeling The Dude right over there.
Also, I'd probably never object if YOU wanted to dress me up and do
weird things, or- do something like help you kill zombies with your
ray gun; if you've driven on the 405, you already know the Great
Zombieapocalypse is coming, so why the heck not?
Maybe I'm just weird that way, so I'll gladly put on some
zombieapocalypso, and we can have a blast, and make love while the
rest of the world gets eaten alive.
And speaking of- if you are the sort of person who tends to eat
people alive, or who shies away from sex- in all of its wonderful
different permutations, expressions, and varieties, you may want to
True, there are some things that I'm already well aware that I
*don't* like, but the rest? Ahhh- that is the glue that will keep
us together- so whatever imaginative wild fun we haven't yet
explored together, I certainly look forward to!
Or maybe you want to get intellectual- and talk about Nietzsche?
Well, I'm game for that too.
Meanwhile- there is a great vibration in my garage; a great place
to create, and hang out...
So, from there, I'm formulating my secret man-cave plans, and
learning the math behind how to frame out a house, and how to build
out a geodesic dome up on some Nor-Cal land I own; the land of
which I'm planning to turn into a great winery...