Gah, I hate talking about myself. What do you want to know, really? I'm giving this another go, because the last one read a little too much like a manifesto. Manifestos are good if you're planning a revolution, but not so useful as an introduction.

I was born in Phoenix but my daughter and I live in the "prestigious northwest corridor" of Oklahoma City.

I'm not fashionable. I dress for utility, not for style. I keep thinking I should get myself at least one proper suit, but it hasn't happened yet. Maybe soon.

I've been told that my eyes are my best trait. I don't know, but I'll take their word for it. I've also been told that I have nice hands.

People also notice that I don't have the straightest teeth in the world. Not my choice, my parents could never afford to put me into braces. If you're not superficial about that kind of thing, you'll be pleasantly surprised at what you'll discover if you're able to look past a few physical imperfections.