*** Preface to Myspace users... Myspace sucks! Look me up on Facebook instead!!! ***
Greetings. I have avoided predators and starvation for 30 years and counting. If were a caveman, I'd be like, really old and successful.
According to MySpace I have friends, which I must say came as a surprise to me.
I have a fabulous job in which I design HVAC and plumbing systems for hospitals, laboratories and commerical buildings. Basically this means that I know a whole lot about all the crap inside of buildings that keeps people from being too hot, too cold, burning to death, or drowning in their own refuse. All the stuff you never even think about, you thankless jerks. I know it's hard to imagine, but this is far more boring and more of a pain in the ass than you think it is.
Don't believe me? Know that I have books with tables that list the heat rejection rates in BTUs/hr for various kinds of farm animals. I also know precisely what volume of air should be exhausted per minute from a morgue. I actually had into go into a morgue once to measure something, so my job isn't all that bad. Some dude's liver was on the scale and everything. Rightous.
I live in Baltimore, MD. I have a house that I'm in the process of destroying from the inside out.
I'm married to a wonderful girl named Marisa who is okay with the fact that I play with swords and motorcycles and listen to Death Metal.
By caveman standards, life is actually pretty good now that I think about it.
