I'm really into the outdoors, fishing, hiking, backpacking, scuba diving, 4-wheelin', etc

i'm getting back into music. years ago i was a music major in college. i got out of it for years, but recently i bought a bass guitar, and i'm having alot of fun with it

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I’ve had this rolling around in my brizzle for a few days, and very much like another attribute of male physiology, I let things build up to a certain level, then I release it all at once upon the world. The following is an informal essay about me. I stress informal, please do not judge this on the basis of grammatical accuracy or continuity. This is more or less a random stream of semi-conscience thought about who I perceive myself to be, what I perceive myself to be, and why the aliens left me here to begin with.


me on me:

ok, so like most people that get to know me start to believe that I’m some super genius. like I’m moments away from figuring out free energy. it's flattering, but I’m not that smart. I have, however, mastered cold fusion, and I would have gone public with it, but the oil companies are paying me to keep quiet. lol.

I think what it is, that I have a hyper-curiosity about the natural world, and how it works. if I see something, then wonder about it, I have to look it up. it will eat away at me till I do. it drives me nuts. I wish I could just look at it, then say "Oh, isn't that cute" then move along.

I was a classically trained trombone player, I originally went to college as a music major to be a teacher, then I dropped when I found out I could make just as much working for 7-11. anyways the point is that I've been exposed to the arts and I "get it" when it comes to artistic expression. currently I am a science major (and I love it!), which to me seems like the exact polar opposite from music. and there are days when I struggle to strike a balance between my 2 sides.

Given my experience with music I tend to be a little opinionated about what qualifies as such. Most of what I hear on the radio anymore tends to be mass produced, market-tested, pre-engineered crap designed to fill the spaces between commercials. Now you don’t have to be a coffee-sipping, poetry-spouting, neo-beatnik for me to appreciate your work. But my palette is refined enough to readily discriminate between art and entertainment.

I've been a truck driver since the beginning of time (it seems). I've driven just about anything with wheels, heavy wrecker tow trucks, cement mixers, dump trucks, flatbeds, vans, and right now I drive a food-grade tanker. I enjoy the freedom of being a driver, when I step up in a truck, I'm the boss. but I am soooooooooooooooooooooo bored with it.

I am a smart guy, and I can speak rather intelligibly when the occasion calls for it, then again I've been a truck driver for 15 years and I can be cruder than a sailor. I'm really laid back, I'm not an in-your-face kind of guy. I'm not a know it all (I HATE those people) and I don't have to right about everything (I REALLY REALLY HATE those people). I'm more of a smart ass than anything.

I get along just about anyone. most people like me, and find me to be warm, engaging, perceptive, aware, funny, and bright. I’m guessing that there are a few people that might find me intimidating, possibly owing to my physical presence (I’m a big dude). I also have the very annoying habit of being a nice guy, it’s true we always come in last. I’m really trying to quit. I’ve been burned by it on a number of occasions, no really, I’ve been absolutely crispified by it. Including but not limited to the absolute farce of a marriage that I was in. my naiveté allowed me to believe that a ceremony and a piece of paper meant that I had entered into a committed and monogamous relationship. Apparently that was open to interpretation. so after a nearly 10 year run I was left standing there with a bit of egg on my face, may I have a wet-nap please? Judging by my ex-wife’s behavior I should have put stock into believing that a unicorn riding leprechaun was going to fly me off to fairyland. Until that time I am focusing my energies on reinventing myself as the person I’ve always wanted to be.

As result we had to throw “nice” Don out of the window, and well, yeah, it wasn’t very pretty. You see we were 4 stories up and he landed on his head. He was rushed to the emergency room and placed in intensive care. He may be getting coloring books for Christmas for the rest of his life. So in the interim we had to replace him with “a little more conservative, a little more reserved, a little more skeptical, but still pretty much a nice guy” Don.

I definitely march to the beat of my own drum. I have my own style, I blaze my own trail, I don't follow in anyone else's footsteps. etc etc etc. I can't stand being told what to do or how to do it. (which is why I'm a truck driver) sometimes I wish I'd listen to people more, I'd probably be farther along in life. idk, I will listen to people and I will incorporate elements of their ideas, but I just do it my way.

I'm not the kind of guy that you can put in a box and define. I refuse to be limited by your stereotypes, prejudices and boundaries.

I am a rather "robust" individual, but I bet I'd surprise you. I have a hard time finding people that can keep up with me. I'm adventurous and I love the outdoors. I have a very ambitious hiking schedule mapped out for this summer, and I'm excited...it's almost here!


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