I... am (now) a man (technically speaking anyways), though I'll probably never grow up.  See that ugly mug! Yeah, that's me! Born in Hawaii, raised in El Paso, schooled in Boston, and now living in Virgin-ia.  I'm a guy who likes the warm sun, grew up under a hot one, ended up living under a cold one, and am now living in a place that encompasses all the above. Talk about out of place. One of these days, momma, I'm goin' home.

Age: old and getting older
Hgt: not too tall, not too short, but juuuussssst riiiight
Wgt: chubby, but not too much so
Eye Color: if you're good looking,then any color you want them to be
Hair Color: dark
Skin Color: gotta problem with color?
Favorite Color: green... no, blue! Ahhhh...

I... am a student.  Ooo!  I was a student at UMass Boston.  Aah!  Ahem, make that, graduate of UMass Boston!  Ohh!  Bachelor of Arts.  Computer Science.  Yeeeaah!  Minor in Philosophy.  Could you tell?  So I guess that would make me a computer scientist and philosopher as well.  However, just b/c I have graduated, it will not stop me from continuing to learn.  I'm one of those guys who always feels like he's missed something.  Hence, I will always be a student.

Favorite Movie: Contact (tough call, but I gotta choose this one)
Runner-up: Pitch Black
Favorite Candy: Sour Punch
Runner-up: SweeTTarts
Favorite Book: Dragonlance Trilogy
Runner-up: Icewind Dale Trilogy


I... am a computer scientist.  Indeed, I spent many a day in that Unix lab, slaving over that darned keyboard, ruining my eyes with those silly picture tube monitors, trying to fix one programming bug after another, and for what?  For peanuts?  For nothing?   For the sake of learning?  Why, in my day, we didn't have all those fancy knicknacks and doodads they spoil you kids with these days.  No, we had to physically use our fingers to input commands and deal with all sorts of dial up problems just to get a web page uploaded onto some computer which no one even cares about anymore.  So, if anything went wrong, YOU had to either fix the problem yourself or just plain deal with it.  And with the time it took, just forget trying to do it again.  Yup, in most cases, ya just had to give up and get on with your life.  Lucky for you too.  If it weren't for the efforts of people like me, you'd never be where you are today.  So the next time you decide to shirk your ole gran'pa, you just remember, you wouldn't be where you are today and you'd be nothing without me... nothin... fricka fracka whipper snappers think they know everything... *mumble mumble* *grumble grumble*

Best chips: Barbecue Fritos (can't beat those things when they're fresh)
2nd Favorite Hobby: Sleeping
Best One-Liner: "And the monkey flips the switch..."
Most needed thing: Sleep
Most Awkward Moment: High School Graduation
2nd most needed thing: Time
Most wanted thing: Sleep


I... am a philosopher.  I may be a Computer Science major, but my true love has always been philosophy.  This is one of my main motivations for building this site.  (It just so happens that my love of computers and programming provides me with the skill to do so.)  If you enjoy philosophy too, please, won't you be my neighbor.  You might also find me at the Philosophy Club homepage that I am making every effort to create... no, finish.  If I don't make it, throw me a line, ahhhhh... yeah, I didn't quite make it, but forget the line... I think I already drowned.

Favorite Class Ever: Kant's Moral Philosophy (w/ Prof. Lande)
Siblings: Too many
Most profound saying: "I think, therefore I am"
Most hated sibling: Can't say, they're all still alive
World's best philosopher: Socrates
Wine of Choice: None, Vodka baby!  (drinking and philosophy always seem to mix)


I... am a madman.  A ha ha Ha ha!  You tell 'em sonny.  Why's everybody always pickin' on me?  Ahoy there matey, just point the way, an' I'll slice 'em up fer ya, arggghhh!  Oh, hoh, hoh, HOH, vere are you my little pussycat?  Where is pinky, where is pinky, here I am, here I am.  Oh no, they say he's got to go, go-go Godjira!  Run, run fer yer lives.  Run if you know what's good for you.  And don't worry about me, we'll... errr... I'll be fine.  No we won't!  Yes, we... I will!  Now shut up, you're scaring the nice people away.  Waahhh!  Mommy, he told me to shut upppp!  Oh no, now I've done it.  I've hurt my own feelings.  But alas, whatever will I do with myself?  Uhhh... We'll be back.  And who knows, if I ever get my stuff together, maybe I'll post some of my old assignments here.  I just have too many interests and not enough time.  Where does it all go?  Are you asking me?  No, now get back in your...

World's Best Band: Collective Soul
Favorite Band: Def Leppard
Yes, there is a difference
Favorite thing to do: Nothing
Thing I'm always doing: Something
Now you're confused huh?


And just when you thought you knew who I was...

Ok, so what do other people think of me?
Well now, funny you should ask...

    Truth is, I'm not sure.  Frankly, I don't care.  Ok, maybe a little.  Others affect what I think about what I think they think about me, so whatever I think they think about me, I react to by thinking of ways in which I could improve myself to make myself think that they are thinking better of me.  So as long as I think that they think better of me, then I feel happy and everybody wins.  Still, that's what I think they think of me and not what they actually might think about me.  So, to the extent that I care, let me put this question to myself another way.  "Self, how do you think others perceive me?"  Yeah that's better.

     Hmmm, good question I.  That's a tough one for myself to answer.  I would hope that people would consider me as honest, hard-working, and focused.  And well, for the most part, I am.  Of course, there's always those little white lies, you know the ones that you do to spare yourself further trouble, especially when it really doesn't hurt anyone.  The ones that actually help in some cases by letting you hide the truth, lest others get hurt.  I know, I know, any lie is still a lie and ends up hurting you no matter what... but that really doesn't bother me.  There's lying, and then there's LYING.  I mean, sometimes I lie, but I never LIE, and I most definitely never, ever, ever lie to myself.  At least, I don't think so.  I mean, I could be lying to me right now and not even know it.
     I suppose the unfortunate thing is that there is only one word to describe both.  What we need is much more expansive vocabulary of single words, which we could use to encapsulate those minor differences even while alluding to the larger picture.  Not that I am going to do it.  I think of myself as too lazy to do something that vast.  But that would be pessimistic of me.  Perhaps, someday, the notion will hit me and I will do something about it.  But not for now.  That would take time, and I find that I have little of that nowadays.  Where does it all go?  Besides, that would take motivation, and I am just not ready to take up that cause.  Not that I could not.  In fact, I find that when I know what I want, I will get it, oh yes, I will.  Still, the problem is not getting it.  The problem is knowing what it is I want.  After that, the rest is a piece of cake.  The work is really not that hard, though, so I guess that I really couldn't be considered a hard worker.  In fact, for the most part, I am pretty lazy.

     Ok, really.  I'm definitely not lazy.  I'm actually a very honest person.  In fact, I never lie.  I'm extremely optimistic.  The reason I never have time is because I'm always doing something with it.  Of course, that last part is true.  Or is it?  I don't know anymore.  I'm so confused.
     OK, Ok, if I go to work, I go to do just that... work.  I will not only work, but I will work to become the best damn worker that I can be *shameless plug*.  It is a simple duty that one should take on *liar*.  Work is for work *and meeting chix*.  It is not a playground *lots of chix*.  I, for one, know how to separate business from pleasure *fish in the sea*.  After all, I am a thespian...
     Unfortunately, not everyone is so inclined.  If only everyone could get it together and understand this little concept, then perhaps work wouldn't be so hard.  If everyone just chipped in the way they were supposed to, then perhaps the system would work dammit.  *sniff, sniff*  It would really work.  But noooo, too many people want to leech off the system, get "their fair share."  Wake up people!  You've got to learn to earn your fair share, instead of riding on other peoples coat tails.  Just try to imagine where you'd be if we were back in the stone age.  DED!  D-E-D, DED!  That's where you'd be, b/c where everyone else learned how to be independent, you forgot how and ended up starving to death.  You want meat, go kill your own, damn you!  Leave me in peace.  But wait... don't go... love me!?!  Please, I need you... we need you... Psychhhheeee....

    But, I digress.  Please, stay.  Partake of some wine and bread.  Have some cookies.  Take two aspirin, then call me in the morning.  We'll do lunch.  We'll party.  We'll sleep (together if necessary).  And then, after that, feel free to return to my most a-humble a-website.  But puh-lease, don't a-eat all duh buffet.  Otherwise, there will be "No more soup for you!"

    And if you don't believe this lie is true, ask the blind man, he saw it too.

Huh, you're still here?  Why are you (still) here?
Cuz you've nowhere else to go...

    Oh, right.  You're the one asking me the questions.  Well then, by all means.  Allow me to answer.  Hmmm, what would myself do.  Myself would probably blame I.  I would probably blame it on me.  Therefore... ok, ok, cuz I've nowhere else to go.  No?  The butler did it?  Uh-uh?  Ok, seriously... b/c we... I know the secret of life.  I know something you don't know, you don't know, you don't know.  I know something you don't know...

So what have we learned from this little excursion?
What possible moral could the story of my life hold...

     Easy.  Don't believe everything you hear.  Don't judge a book by its cover.  And most definitely, never, ever, ever think you can tell who a person really is from reading what they have to say about themselves.  If you really want to know a person, there's no substitute like the real thing.

This page was last updated on December 13, 2009