I was once described as the unholy union between Machiavelli, Marquis de Sade, and the Little Engine That Could. I’m not sure that’s entirely fair. I’m not Italian, French or Blue. But, I do say, “I think I can, I think I can” an awful lot and I do seem to spend an inordinate amount of time going up hill.
The only other universal consensus about me is that I’m humorous, which makes sense. I’ve spent nearly four decades making people laugh. Too bad the first three and a half weren’t intentional.
I’ve just recently been released from an intensely stressful relationship called work so I have time to navel gaze. You, dear reader, shall be the beneficiary of said gazing.
I do not promise enlightenment. I have no answers to the burning questions of the universe. [Questions like, how can you have a diving call AND a tripping call. If the player dove, then he/she wasn’t tripped. If the player was tripped how can it be called diving? Mind boggling isn’t it?] But, I will do my darndest to entertain. So hop on board, kick back and let’s have some fun!