A looooong time ago...

OK let me start again.  Once upon a...

No, that's not it either....*sigh*

The harderst part of any task seems to be getting it started.  It was always that with papers in college...once I was a few sentances in, I was as good as done.  I've always thought that my life fit that analogy as well.  My beginnings, as I recall them, are much the same, stumbled starts and re-starts, later to be made right by sheer momentum if nothing else.  But, if it works, why change it?  (I'm assuming it's going to work, eventually, as soon as I figure out how to tell the difference...)

I had a fairly normal childhood.  I remember being short, followed by serious growth later on.  I knew everything there was to know by the time I was abut 10, and like most people, have spent the years obviously unlearning most of it, since I now know virtually nothing of value.  Even my unlearning has gained momentum in recent years.  I find more things I know nothing about every time I open a magazine or flip the TV to the Discovery channel.

School taught me the values of patience, if nothing else that is still relevant in the late 20th century.  My humble 4th grade beginnings in music as a reluctant violinist would eventually pay off, although not until I discovered the joys of louder, more annoying instruments.  Eventually my years of fighting with a trombone turned into a well-received talent that persisted through several years of college.  My first experiences with relationships certainly qualify as halting (if you consider almost literally running away from the first girl in high school that showed any interest in me), but by the time I was ready to graduate and move on to college, I had mastered the art of developing long-term relationships.  I also mastered the art of finding just the EXACT wrong person to get into those relationships with, but hey, you have to start somewhere.

As with all else, my life simply continued to gain momentum as time went on, albiet in odd ways most of the time.  College turned itself into a job as you would normally expect (notice 'job' as opposed to 'career'...more on that some day), but that job lead me from the humble midwest to the completely un-humble Los Angeles area, where things got more interesting.  From there, my interests broadened, and I took up (in no particular order) other forms of music, motorcycle riding, sunbathing (OK, only one day, and the results were painful...), billiards, computers, and a host of other interests.  The billiards became something of a second job, leading me into the local tournament set, and eventually to running several of my own tournaments, and became a hobby that more than paid for itself.  And, my interest in computers became an interest in the early internet, then an addiction to online games called 'MUDs', and later to other online games such as Diablo and Starcraft.  And, hopefully, a new career in the computer industry in the near future.

So, here I am, baring my soul on a web page that I almost hope no one will read, just to be able to say (to myself) that I have done it.  And, as with all other things, as the momentum grows in this new hobby, maybe you'll see dozens of new things here, about me and my thoughts, my interests, the things I like (both online and off), and who knows what else.  Keep looking, maybe you'll find something useful here.  If so....my deepest sympathies :-)
 
 

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