I install electronic patient records systems by day, and haunt the local goth hangouts by night. Call me CorpGoth, if you will.I'm a Gemini, a modern renaissance man, a fellow who is VERY secure in his masculinity, thank you very much. NOT metrosexual.Um, I swear.Having said that, I just counted, I have 14 hair products in my bathroom that i use on a semi-regular basis.I enjoy paradoxes, apparant contradictions, duality.Back when it mattered, I took part in an occasional scholastic competitions. I always placed in the top ten in the state, or 5 nines(top 99.999 percentile) in standardized tests.It didnt really matter to me, I knew going in that being smart, moral, clever, inventive, creative, hard-working, and right werent enough to get ahead in the world. You also had to be sneaky, selfish, and occasionally vile to really succeed.And where would that get you?If you had the opportunity, would you choose to be lord of Hell?I read Neil Gaiman, there's a story arc in the Sandman series where Lucifer Morningstar abandons hell, locks all the doors, and hands the key over to an enemy. "Many peple will want it. They'll threaten you, beseech you, plead with you to have it. Perhaps it will destroy you. Perhaps it won't. But I doubt it will make your life any easier."So, I'm a slacker.
Kind of.
Except I can't give up. Ever. No Matter what. I can't give up, I cant live without hope, ambition. I vacation a lot, go to shows, pick up keen threads.I adore travelling (or maybe just getting out of Cincinnati?) whenever possible. In the past few years I've been to LA for KROQ's inland invasion and my sister's wedding, Cleveland (once for Motorpop 2, one for FrightVision and Cinema Wasteland), Miami, Key West and Cozumel Mexico for GothCruise, Disney land, Disney World, Disney Tokyo, The Bahamas for GothCruise 3, Philadelphia for Dekoy's release party, and Philadelpihia and D.C. for an 'East Coast Club Tour', Dracula's Ball, Detroit for Wolfsheim. L.A. to visit my little sister and the family over christmas... And a couple of weeks in Tokyo.I've also travel for work, joined the 50,000 mile club. I hate airports, but I love to fly. Probably the most beautiful thing I've ever seen was on a flight back from California. I had a late flight, so we were flying in the dark most of the way. I had a window seat, so I had a good view of the stars above.
About an hour into the flight, we hit some turbulence from a storm that was ahead of us, and I could see flashes in the sky from the lightning ahead.
The pilot took us up higher, above the storm. From there, the moon and stars shone down on the clouds, making a dull silver landscape of peaks and swirling valleys. The lightning seemed to last forever. One section of cloud would light up, a brilliant pool of white at the bottom of a valley, and then it would flash like quicksilver over the hills to the next cloud.
Back and forth, cloud to cloud, it went like that, for the next hour.Then, there's the numerous times we came somewhat close to another plane and had to make a rapid course 'adjustment' to avoid hitting them. ;) People freak out generally, I just tend to enjoy the ride. Sure, the adenaline kicks in, but what am I gonna do? Jump out the window?
