That’s me on the right
The one rendered catatonic to the outside world by a pint-sized trigger fish. As you can see, I’m prone to getting hyped about even the most modest of undertakings. If my particular set of skills feels like a fit for your particular set of needs, let’s get together like a couple of Voltron pieces and talk it through.
This is also me to the left
These are my two kids
(They’re pretty huge rascals)
This is The SS Minnow
Where, during the non-winter months, you can find me whenever I’m not working, parenting, cleaning up, exercising not quite as consistently as I’d like or making piles of clothes, papers or magazines I’ll put away, go through or take a gander at later.
These are just a few of the many sunrises I’m powerless not to catalogue while on it
This is not a self-portrait I call “Me As A Burn Victim”.
It’s an index of the various things I’ve broken, torn or messed up over the years. Jury’s still out whether I’ve lived hard or was just born soft.
1986
the last year i averaged more than 5.7 hours of sleep a night
2003
the year i first stepped foot on new zealand soil and thought i’m going to spread my ashes here*
* Yes, technically someone else will have to do the ash spreading
canceled
The end result of the LSAT I studied long and hard for after graduating college
#blessed
the feeling i wake up with each and every morning having chosen to forego a career in law
this is the
header
of a Tumblr I once created from the POV of a shit-talking hyena on the African plain. That I wasn’t able to retire early from the ad revenue generated from this hot media property remains one of our business’s great mysteries.
Not even a shift to this tasteful logo could spike interest in the site and earn it the requisite number of eyeballs for lasting success.