I like sunflowers.
I am not a vegetarian.
I tend to be goofy.
I have been married to my best friend and life partner, Merrilyn, for almost 29 years!
I am into music. Duh!
I drive a '93 Toyota Celica GTS, loaded!
Well, my wife let's me drive it on occasion.
The above statement was not meant to imply that I drive loaded.
The car just has a lot of features.
I like to turn everything into an acronym. You could say I have "EAS".
I write music. And play music. And listen to music.
My parents have been married 66 years.
I turned 50 a couple of years ago and am not the least depressed about it.
Except that my body hurts more and that sometimes depresses me.
COFFEE IS THE ELIXIR OF THE GODS!!
Sarcasm is next to godliness. Or at least I hope so. Like, whatever...
I sincerely apologize to all I may have annoyed during rehearsals
because of all my shenanigans.
I was born in Walnut Creek, California.
Dwight Eisenhower was president. Paper towels had yet to be invented.
(all important bits of information)
I have written a pretty famous song, "Draw Me Close".
I love our dogs, Kayla and Jake. They kill me.
I love to crank tunes through the killer sound system in the aforementioned car.
I'm increasingly uncomfortable with the label "Christian".
I would rather be known to be a follower of Jesus.
Okay, let's face it: I think I have been postmodern most of my life.
The clothes finally fit.
I find televised basketball tedious and boring.
Perhaps the Mariners will make it to the World Series before I die. Probably not.
I almost always have at least one song running through my head.
There is nothing like a good beer, unless it is another good beer.
I have fun playing with words, and with people's names.
I may not always be the sharpest tool in the cookie jar,
but at least I'm difficult to work with.
That's almost like saying I may be slow but I do poor work.
I am still sometimes amazed that some people have no sense of humor.
(Although I suppose that last item was a bit of a stretch.)
I find D minor to be the saddest of all keys.
I am repeatedly listening to "Astral Weeks" in an effort to eventually understand it.
I know what you're thinking: Why didn't I choose the blue pill?