When I was born I was so surprised, I didn't talk for a year and a half.
I live and work (very loosely speaking) in San Francisco. Before that I was a competitive rutabaga farmer - probably one of the best, you know, not to put too fine a point upon it. But the pressure got to me one rude October morning, and I ran screaming from the turnip fields. Onlookers were moved to tears, but genius has its limits.
Before that I was on the East Coast dabbling in non-objective line art created chiefly from crushed walnuts. It would be but the smallest of exaggeration's to say I redefined the form, the stub of a burnt Gauloise dangling from my lips.
Before that I lived in London composing an altogether staggering array of tortured sonnets for small-boned children with low self-esteem. I am told my unwavering attention to proper Petrarchan form left many of these sad-eyed elfin-like tots downright morose.
And before that... well I was in East Africa growing up, Kenya to be precise. And before that... well, like I said, the first year and a half were quiet.
Interests
Endurance athletics (rowing, road biking, running). Good conversation. Travel (argentina, australia, brazil, canada, dominican republic, england, france, germany, hong kong, india, japan, kenya, malaysia, macau, morocco, singapore, spain, s. korea, taiwan, tanzania, thailand, usa). Roasting animals.
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