Random

Someone told me once that I was born. If they are to be trusted (and they aren't, because they were a filthy dirty liar), then I think this event can be pinpointed as where my life took a dramatic turn towards the unwholesome. Since that time, a lot of wandering has been done, often in the direction east, and occasionaly north, but almost never northeast. Go figure. I can't go west very far, because I drive most of the time, and that would put me in the ocean. I am not Cuban, and have not mastered car-sailing technology - yet. Anyway, I like long books, strange people. complicated music, and long walks off of short piers.