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About Me

I spent the first twenty years of my life in Jersey and moved out to Fort Collins, Colorado in 2000. Now, I live in Loveland, Colorado. I don't believe I have gone as far West as I need to and I don't believe I'll ever go back to Jersey.I enjoyed growing up in Jersey, about 45 mintues outside of Philadelphia. Having the forest right behind my house was great. Blasting around on dirt bikes throughout the seasons was awesome. The food was the best. Whether it was home made pasta sauce (from my Mother) with hot and sweet sausage or grabbing a WaWa Italian Hoagie. Geno Steaks in South Philly, awesome!Living in Colorado has been interesting. The food stinks however, the people are more friendly to your face and people say, "Hi" to you even if you don't know them. It's something I'm yet to become use to. I do miss Ocean City and the shore however, the mountains make up for it in a big way. I also miss Cape Hatteras, North Carolina. My thoughts will always be there and I hope to retire there one day so I can surf fish until I die.I graduated from Colorado State University in May of '05 with a degree in Political Science and a minor in History. Since that point and until a couple of months ago I was thinking about teaching History. I wanted to make sure this was something I wanted to do for myself. Need-less-to-say I have decided to become a teacher. Somebody needs to right the ship in this country. I'm sick and tired of talking to people who know nothing about the facets of American Democracy and the workings of American Government. And yes, The Founding Fathers based this country on a Republic. I love history and I really enjoy learning it. There's a lot bullshit at times however, one can sort through it and take from it a valuable experience. And no, it's not all lies. I also enjoy reading philosophy. Some of my favorite classes in college were Political Theory classes. Philosophy isn't for everyone however, everyone can enjoy it if they allow themselves to sit down and read it with out thinking, "What the fuck is this?" It can't always be analyzed right away. A person needs to dedicate themselves to reading it and looking past the words to understand the meaning of the writer."The only thing I expect from anyone is honesty."

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Donovan McNabb, My Grand Fathers, Hunter S. Thompson, Allen Iverson, Bob Marley, Pick a Philosopher, Jeremy McGrath, Robert Redford, James Earl Jones, Bill Gates, Former President Lincoln, Former President Nixon, any of the Founding Fathers of the United States...

My Blog

e.e. cummings D, Sonnets-Realities, XVIII

D, SONNETS-REALITIES, XVIIImy girl's tall with hard long eyesas she stands, with her long hard hands keepingsilence on her dress, good for sleepingis her long hard body filled with surpriselike a wh...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Nov 2007 21:49:00 GMT

Packers vs. Eagles.

Week one showed a glaring weakness for the Eagles' Special Teams. Lewis and Reed showed they weren't ready to make the plays on special teams. They both looked liked they were in training camp fightin...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Sep 2007 23:06:00 GMT

Janzen awakes after first interview.

Janzen awoke early at around 5am. There was a cool breeze flowing through his motel's window. He laid in his bed thinking to himself about the men that came before him. The ones who have conquered lan...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 20:33:00 GMT

First meeting.

Good then. Let's begin. ..[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--> ..[endif]--> So, you just recently graduated? Yes Sir. A few days ago. ..[if !supportEmptyParas]--> ..[endif]--> And you're coming...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Jul 2007 22:45:00 GMT

Philosophy.

At times, there's a sense of man's fleeting comparison to his existence. He either committees to his reason or falls upon his irrational-self. The two are frames of thinking. One that is negative embr...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 23:42:00 GMT

Janzens makes it to the first firm in NYC.

Janzen was yet to awake from his slumber. Yet, in his mind he was living. He looked up, saw a small splash, and thought nothing of it. In moments that seemed as if they would carry on for years, there...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 23:28:00 GMT

A simple and beautiful song that I wish I wrote.

Jolene by Ray LaMontagnaCocaine flame in my bloodstreamSold my coat when I hit SpokaneBought myself a hard pack of cigarettes in the early morning rainLately my hands they don't feel like mineMy eyes ...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 09:17:00 GMT

The lines.

the linesoh, how they confuse the mindusing their powerin perfct harmonydoing their job so precisely it's almost meant for reasonyour thoughts try to build an objectfor your sense of rightbecoming dis...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 21:55:00 GMT

Poem

An antidoteThat curbs no feelingA crime that steals the showMothers and babies know.Twisted splinttersAnd icy fallsSlipping asideThey gather their soals. Simple contemplations with erratic economicsEa...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 21:28:00 GMT

Janzen heads towards NYC.

Out in the distance, over the valley, the sun began to rise. Janzen had already showered and was gathering what small items he had un...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 17:48:00 GMT