Did you ever see that Star Trek episode where Q whisked the bridge crew of the Enterprise off to some non-existent place so Picard could play Robin Hood and rescue the woman he was trying to pretend he wasn't in love with? I think her name was Vash. Anyway, as the 25th century Men In Tights tried to formulate a plan, Worf announced, "Sir, I object! I am not a Merry Man!" That's me. I used to be a funny guy, light-hearted, with an off-key song in my heart. But now when I sit down to write about our many travels, or a light meditation on what the cats are doing, or get humorously nasty about some stupid, cold-calling ass-biter who tries to sell me credit on the phone, I just can't do it. I think I'm still pissed about getting laid off and having my career derailed; but I've had a few other things on my mind, as well. Call it therapy.
Okay, the bio stuff: I've been a programmer and web-developer for the last 6 or 7 years. Before that, I did stints as a tech writer, tools engineer, network admin, and tech support rep. In the deep, dark past, I did fast food, mini-marts, and once even worked as a magician in a magic shop. In April, I started working as a licensed real estate appraiser (work, at last!). I'll let you know how that's going. Along the way I got a university education in psychology, which has been more useful in diagnosing the loons I work with than anything else.
I married a wonderful woman named Kristin, who has made a tremendous difference in my life. I hope to spend much more time traveling through life with her, especially to a lovely little farmhouse in Tuscany.
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