My
Bio, or little ole me
My
Bio, or little ole me
Hello all,. I'm going to try and keep this short for now, but I'm sure it'll go.
Of the two pictures above the left one if from Bristol Ren Fair last summer, the one on the right I took with my new Vid cam. I lost the serial cable for my Casio Camera - it takes better pics.
Well, where to start. I've just moved back to the greater Tampa area. I'm an Aries, in my mid 30's. As I like to tell everyone, I'm a Fat, Ugly, toothless (I'll explain l8r), OLD Man - No one would want me.
Do I really believe that, I'll never say. ;-)
Let's just say that if you don't think so, I'll glad accept the complement.
Why'd I move back here, that is a long story - lets just say I spent most of my teens here with my mom, and her family. I went back up to Milwaukee after leaving the Navy to be with my Dad for awhile. Every time it started getting cold I ask myself - "What the hell am I doing here, I hate the %#$%$# cold". So after many years of wishing I was somewhere warmer I decided to move back here, 'sides I can use the bike more. I love to spend time cruising around on the bike - hopefully the helmet thing will be settled soon.
So here I am, back in Sunny FL, I've put about 3k miles on the bike since I moved down here. Not bad for two months, and having been gone on business at least twice.
What else can I tell you about myself, I like to ride, I work hard, and I play hard. I'm often mis-understood, as none of the labels everyone likes to try an stick on me are true. Before moving here, I had a house in IL on the Fox river. I worked fulltime as an IT based consultant, I work Bristol Ren Fair on the weekends in the summer, and FrightFest @ Great America in October. I've NO IDEA what I'm going to do with all this free time !
Anyway, back on track, labels I hate labels. Especially since moving back here.
First I must
confess I'm gay 
I've known since I was
about 13. It's been along hard road, but for the most part my family is starting
to adjust. ;-) I guess it helps being the oldest out of 7 kids, and at this
point having overcome more crap then most 90 y.o.s have ever dealt with.
I'm not really into the bar scene, never have been. To me there is so much more to life. However being new to the area, how does one start to meet people, and make new friends? Where was I, oh yeah, labels. Can someone PLEASE TELL ME why gay culture has to turn everything into a fetish? Just because I ride a motorcycle, and wear leather doesn't mean I'm into S&M, or any of that crap. I like to ride, and find it every enjoyable, and relaxing! I wear leather for protection, not just incase I crash (yes road rash sucks big time!), but because insects (even the small ones) can hurt like hell - depending on the speed your traveling. ;-P
Just because I'm wearing my hair short (damn helmet law), doesn't mean I'm a skin head.
Which again gets me going, I've know lots of skins - true skins are good folk. Bone Heads / Neo-Nazis are not the same as skins, and I wouldn't even take the time of day to look at one. But I've yet to meet a FAG who said that they're skin, who wasn't trying to make it a fetish. How's the line from the song go? 'All you see is my big black boots - step in the ring, and I'll use my steel toe as a weapon.' Not that I'm into fighting or anything, but a good friend once said to me "You have to be the most violent, non violent person on the face of the planet." I don't believe that violence is the solution to anything, just that in some cases it's the only way to respond to a situation. I think that enough on this subject, one to the next, b4 someone starts pissing all over themselves and looking for a shotgun.
I'm basically an easy going, mellow guy. I like to go to movies, and out to eat. I like to walk along the beach ( especially at sunset, but alas there is no one to share it with yet.) I like to go to things like the Ren Fairs, or even to the local Theme parks (It's been more then 15 years since I've been to them, I know they've changed).
Oh yeah one more quick thing on the bar scene, just because I'm there, or I talk to you doesn't mean that you can grab my ass, or anything else. At least wait till you know me more, I'm not a piece of meat, so unless your looking to piss me off, conversations kewl - but keep your hands to yourself! I guess I better get off this subject to, or I'll have a bunch of drag queens parading in front of the house. ;-)
I guess I'll wrap this up for now. I'm sure I've pissed off someone.
