Born when George VI was king and Hairy Ass Truman was president I come from a wierd generation. I ran away from home at 19 to join the Air Force because my sister drove me crazy. Twenty years later I realized it was time to grow up and stop playing soldier so I retired and got a real job with the post office. After going postal I tried managing a country club, working for IBM manufacturing computer chips, selling fries at Kings Dominion amusement park and, most recently, managing a Barnes and Noble. I currently live in eastern Ohio woreking as a sucessful gigilo and am trying to decide what to do if I grow up. |