Here is where I describe myself so total strangers can evaluate me.
I believe that we are the sum of our tastes, knowledge and experiences.
Having said that I want you to know, that I know, all of the lyrics to Paul Revere by the Beastie Boys and think that Admiral Akbar was one of the best bit characters from the original Star Wars trilogy. This quite possibly is the most outdated pop culture reference--ever.
I would like to think that I am not a complicated person, but after reflecting on what to come up with, I find that I am one of those accidents that people slow down to gawk at on the highway. Damn these profiles!
Instead of sitting here and writing a really long and boring story about my life I decided to just give you a bunch of random facts about me:
-I once got out of a traffic ticket because the guy thought I was cop. Turns out he went to the police academy with a friend of mine who is a cop. As for me. I am not a cop. But maybe this upcoming Halloween I will be a cop.
-I like to cook, mostly because I like to eat. But seriously I like to share meals and it is a good time to talk.
-In college I rode my bicycle into a phone poll. No alcohol was involved.
-In high school I was on the swim team. My first and only year I started off as the worst swimmer on the team. That same season I ended up in the Division finals.
-I like going to Jamba Juice and giving my name as a celebrity, or a famous character. Groups of 3 are referred to Larry, Moe, and Curly. Chemp and Joe are the alternates.
The sad thing is that the kids behind the counter have no idea who these celebrities are and I find that this creates a deer in headlights effect.
-I like to think I can the play the guitar well and to convince myself I play the same song repeatedly part way through. It sounds good though.
-I went to school in the second worst city for traffic--LA. Honolulu is #1. But really, it is Hawaii and would you even care about the traffic, because it is Hawaii?
-I wonder how girls can let their lovely smell linger in your place when they leave and then when you sniff it, it is like a scratch and sniff sticker. Then I wonder what she smells when I leave her place?
-Parents and pets love me. I don't know why. I just treat people the way I want to be treated.
If any of this interests you, or want to learn more, drop me a message. (I can't believe you actually read this entire thing.)