All my interests et al are listed on the side so I won't bore anyone foolish enough to read this thing with those details. Most of my time is spent online, between writing, playing poker, chatting with the woman I love, or just plain procrastinating. The Internet long ago replaced the television as the ultimate in my slacker entertainment.
I have a writing portfolio at Writing.com , but don't waste your time trying to read my stuff, because most of it is set to restricted access. The last thing I need is my family finding all the sordid and despicable things I write about them. I personally dabble in fantasy, and I'm working on series of fantasy novels. In truth my strength comes as an essayist and satirist, and the only way I'd ever make money in the writing industry would be as an editor, but I have an epic tale in my head that needs to be told. One day, my grandfather's name will grace a dedication page hopefully. If you write as a hobby, check out Writing.com; it's an online community at its finest. I even accidentally met my fiancee there. (Though from her perspective it may not have been an accident.) Just tell them "Problematic Content" sent you. Actually, no, you better not let anyone know you're familiar with me...
I play micro limits Texas Hold'em on PartyPoker.com as user erbiii. PartyPoker is full of fish and sharks. I'm more like a dogfish, but I'm growing my teeth. If you have no idea what pot odds are, please come and play with me. I promise to spend your money wisely. Then again, even fools get lucky sometimes. Just ask my brother.
My summers are spent coaching baseball, a tradition that may soon come to an end. I am more proud of the team I helped coach to a district championship and 4 straight league championships than I am of delivering the valedictorian speech at my high school graduation. In the summer my father and I live and breathe baseball, and I'll be disappointed when it finally comes to end. With any luck I'll have kids of my own to coach someday.
I already mentioned living in the Berkshires. I hope I can spend all my life there, but I do wish the damned NYC tourists would vacate and let our small towns stay small. So rather than tell you how beautiful the Berkshires are and suggest you visit, I'm going to tell you right now to stay away! Especially if you're a city slicker! Heed my words or suffer the consequences.