Who are you? I’m still trying to figure that one out myself. I’m in my 30’s, was born in March, hate The Man or being defined by my job, am 6’0″ tall and 175 pounds, like Dr. Pepper and a good cup of coffee, prefer books to booze, my girlfriend to strange and nature to church. Does that help at all?
Is that you surfing in the picture? No. I am a regular foot and only ride switchfoot on a wakeboard, not a surfboard. When I get a sweet surf pic of me getting shacked like that guy in the picture, I will change the view. Dude.
Why should I read this? I can’t tell you that, I have no idea who you are. If you like what you read, great, if you don’t, that’s cool too.
Do you have all the answers? Nope. I actually have more questions than I ever do answers. Always.
Why do you blog? To share, to record, to learn, to practice writing… not to mention the ego boost that comes with receiving an average of 4 page clicks per day. World, hear me roar!
Should I trust you? I can’t tell you that either. I like to think I’m an honest fella, but any stranger who says that is usually a douchebag… and I try not to be a douchebag.
Should I listen to you? I’d prefer listening to you. Most of you… okay, some of you…
What do you do for a living? I’m a freelance writer, part-time bartender and dabbler in entrepreneurship. And I’m really looking forward to the day when I can hang up my bottle opener.
What do you like to do when you’re not working? Stay home, go outside, surf, run, roll, spar, lift, play, watch, read, write, chill, converse, teach, learn, hug, kiss, eat, think, experience… the usual.
Are you weird? No more than you are and probably a lot less than you’d believe.