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ABOUT ME
Basics
Height: 5' 8 1/2"
Weight: 175 lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Favorites
Movies: Shawshank Redemption, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, American Beauty, American History X, Big Fish, The Usual Suspects, Meet the Fockers
Music: U2, Jack Johnson, Norah Jones, Third Eye Blind, Led Zepplin, BoDeans, David Gray, Ray Charles
Sports Teams: Twins, T-Wolves, Vikes (nost as much anymore)
Sports I play: Golf, Tennis, Basketball, Swimming
Activities: Hiking, Camping, Bonfires, Browsing Off the Wall Shoppes, Movies, Music, Concerts
Favorite Food:Mexican
I spent the first 6 years of existence in Bloomington and Eagan until my family moved to a small rural town named Ogilvie in central Minnesota when I was in first grade. My first crush was on my second grade teacher and I was extremely excited to find out that she was going to be my third grade teacher as well. Like all first crushes I thought she would wait for me to graduate and she would fall head over heals in love with me as I had felt for her in the second grade. I LOVED GOING TO SCHOOL! Third grade had started and to my confusion I had my love for a teacher but her last name had changed?!?! What did this mean? How could she have fallen for someone else when I was waiting for her and she for me? Trauma at such a young age!
When I was just a young buck I tried to get my hands on anything I could read from the grown ups library. I read about everyone in history that I could from Abe Lincoln to Cochise, from Kit Carson to Allen Pinkerton. Math, Science, History, and Geography...I couldn't resist the urge to learn. I was very competitive not only in sports at a young age but I didn't want anyone to be smarter than I.
On the farm I was the sibling that did all the chores. It was a hobby farm, which meant that it was a lot more work than a regular farm as we didn't posess the modern convieniences of let's say...MACHINERY! 100 chickens, 2 bunnies, 5 geese, 6 milking cows, 2 steers, 2 dogs, a handful of cats, and a partridge in a pear tree. I had an older brother and younger sister. My brother almost successfully killed the farm animals through starvation and it was now my chore to keep them alive while we lived there and fatten them up I did. Frozen pant legs before school in the winter from carrying water to the barn because the pipes were froze to mowing a five acre yard by push mower in the summer. I weeded our football field sized garden, picked rock, bailed hay, and worked for every neighboring farm within miles of ours. I found I liked to work as much as learn but still had time to torment my sister...
To be continued...
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