Who I am is hard to define. Instead of writing about myself, I had requested that my friends send me their own one sentence descriptions of me. The following is the result. Oh, and by the way, if you didn’t send me a sentence, go ahead and do it. I’ll add it. By the same token, if you think of anything to add to this, send it to me. Life is an ongoing experience, and this should reflect that.
I am the orange hat guy. I’m a founding member of the Bier Stube Karaoke Mafia. In fact, I’m the Godfather. I am without a doubt, superfly. Some have called me the best white Jay-Z impressionist ever. I’m like Gail’s dad, only younger and slightly cooler. I’m cultured, intelligent and cynical. My political leaning is Libertarian. Like 95 percent of people, I have an above average sense of humor. Some folks think I listen to weird music. I prefer to call it eclectic. I’m a mixtape guru. I try to be thoughtful. I’m a family and friends man. In an alternate reality, I’m a stealth ninja that murders sheep instead of counting them to go to sleep. Sometimes I am just a friend of a friend. A friend-in-law, if you will. Give it time. I’ll win you over. I used to orchestrate sweet tunes at Lone Star on Monday nights. I’m an intense person. I fully immerse myself in the things I believe to be worthwhile, such as family, hockey, friends and politics, to name a few, which, after family are not necessarily in any order of importance. I can rap, but I still know how to rock. I aspire to be a great father and my love for my daughter knows no end. Whiskey has been known to make me silly. I am thought provoking AND hilarious to be around. Did I mention I love to make mixtapes? I try to inspire people to not get caught up in the “but what will everyone think of me?†game. Just be yourself and then ask them what they think of you. That’s what I did.
I am me. And I have stopped searching forever
