About Me
Hello Strangers. My name is Geoff, as advertised. I am currently a math major/music minor at the University of Albany. I'm laid back 99% of the time. I enjoy music, video games and stand-up comedy (thinking about performing one day). I recently got into Magic Cards; not sure about it yet though. I play guitar in a power/progressive metal band called, Soul Incision. Check us out here SOUL INCISION . The following is a neat poem by Mr. Carlin. If you get it, good! If not, go out, experience some more life then come back and read it.
"I'm a modern man, digital and smoke-free; a man for the millenium.
A diversified, multi-cultural, post-modern deconstructionalist;
politically anatomically and ecologically incorrect.
I've been uplinked and downloaded, I've been inputted and outsourced.
I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading.
I'm a high-tech low-life. A cutting edge, state-of-the-art, bi-coastal multi-tasker,
and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond.
I'm new wave, but I'm old-school; and my inner child is outward-bound.
I'm a hot-wired, heat-seeking, warm-hearted cool customer;
voice activated and bio-degradable.
I interface with my database; my database is in cyberspace;
so I'm interactive, I'm hyperactive, and from time to time, I'm radioavtive.
Behind the eight ball, ahead of the curve, ridin' the wave,
dodgin' the bullet, pushin' the envelope.
I'm on point, on task, on message, and off drugs.
I've got no need for coke and speed, I've got no urge to binge and purge.
I'm in the moment, on the edge, over the top, but under the radar.
A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistic missionary.
A street-wise smart bomb. A top-gun bottom-feeder.
I wear power ties, I tell power lies, I take power naps, I run victory laps.
I'm a totally ongoing, big-foot, slam-dunk rainmaker with a pro-active outreach.
A raging workaholic, a working rageaholic; out of rehab and in denial.
I've got a personal trainer,
a personal shopper,
a personal assistant,
and a personal agenda.
You can't shut me up; you can't dumb me down.
'Cause I'm tireless, and I'm wireless.
I'm and alpha-male on beta-blockers.
I'm a non-believer, I'm an over-achiever; laid back and fashion-forward.
Up-front, down-homel low-rent, high-maintenance.
I'm super-sized, long-lasting, high deifinition, fast-acting, oven-ready and built to last.
A hands-on, footloose, knee-jerk headcase; prematurely post-traumatic,
and I have a love child who sends me hate-mail.
But I'm feeling, I'm caring. I'm healing. I'm sharing.
A supportive, bonding, nurturing primary-care giver.
My output is down, but my income is up.
I take a short position on the long bond,
and my revenue stream has its own cash flow.
I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds, I watch trash sports.
I'm gender-specific, capital-intensive, user-friendly, and lactose intolerant.
I like rough sex; I like tough love. I use the f-word in my e-mail.
And the software on my hard drive is hard-core---no soft porn.
I bought a microwave at a mini-mall.
I bought a mini-van at a mega-store.
I eat fast food in the slow lane.
I'm toll-free, bite-size, ready-to-wear, and I come in all sizes.
A fully equppied, factory-authorized, hospital tested, clinically proven, scientificall formatted medical miracle.
I've been pre-washed, pre-cooked, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged,
post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrapped, and vacuum-packed.
And...I have unlimited broadband capacity.
I'm a rude dude, but I'm the real deal.
Lean and mean.
Cocked, locked, and read to rock; rough, tough and hard to bluff.
I take it slow, I go with the flow;
I ride with the ride, I've got glide in my stride.
Drivin' and movin', sailin' and spinnin';
jivin' and groovin', wailin' and winnin'.
I don't snooze, so I don't lose. I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber to the road.
I party hearty, and lunchtime is crunchtime.
I'm hangin' in, there ain't no doubt;
and I'm hangin' tough.
Over and Out." - GC
