These lines of hand written code scramble and defragment themselves into my little cubbyhole on the Internet. This is a little glimpse into my very odd little world. Do hold on please, and keep your arms and legs inside the basket at all times.

Once upon a time, I had a picture up on the web, but I got a lot of really weird email from all over the world for that maneuver and quickly took it down. I decided that if ever I did put another pic up, it would be well hidden. Of course I shot myself in the foot and agreed to do some work in 2005, so now I have some pictures that are a little newer than my last modeling job back in 1995 or from when I was a teenager in modeling school back in 1992 or so. It is nice to look back and remember being skinny though. All in all, I'd rather take pictures of my critters.

In my world, all things stop for HOCKEY! I grew up watching the Washington Capitals on TV, but my family was not at all interested in sports so I never got any closer to seeing a game than sneaking into my grandparents' bedroom to watch the home broadcasts. I spent two years at Clarkson University and worked as a speech and writing tutor which meant, among other things, that I was often "helping" write papers for a variety of Montreal Canadiens prospects as well as attending as many Clarkson home games as I could get in. Two years in Buffalo planted me squarely into the hometown of an NHL team for the first time and I couldn't have been happier. While I did live a short while in NYC, I could not bring myself to cheer for one of the three NYC teams. I do have SOME standards. Most of the nine years I lived in Portland were also spent as a Portland Winter Hawks season ticket holder and team booster. Trying to get to a Canucks game would have been seven hours driving assuming the ferry was running, or nine plus hours to get to one of the California teams. Sure I love hockey, but I don't love the oil cartel THAT much. Supporting the local WHL major juniors was good enough for me and, honestly, a lot of fun. I've up and moved yet again and I've landed smack dab in the middle of another hockey hometown. This time, however, I'm in the realm of the Hershey Bears of the AHL who happen to be the affiliate of, you guessed it, the Washington Capitals. Yes I know I'm in Pennsylvania and we have the Philadelphia Flyers two hours to my east and the Pittsburgh Penguins three hours to my west, but karma would dictate that I really just need to be a Caps fan

I'm also a huge music fan. There are very few things I won't listen to and I have very eclectic tastes in music. I take great pride in subjecting my coworkers to the assortment of songs on my iPod parked happily in its dock at my desk every day. I used to collect LPs, cassettes, CDs, you name it, and had a literal wall of music. However, the digital age is doing wonders for my storage space. I will need to get my hands on a bigger external drive here soon though. You can find links to a handful of my favorite artists in the Odd Links section. If you are looking to purchase music legally and cheaply and are aghast at the dollar a song prices at iTunes, I highly recommend legalsounds.com. The Russians won their battle with the big music companies and frankly I can afford nine cents a song a lot more easily than I can a buck a song. Спасибо, друг!

Those who know me know that I can be easily distracted. My cats, hockey, spirituality, philosophy, psychology, procrastinating, yadda yadda...

Well, that's quite enough of my chatter for now.