I read extensively (every night) on the subjects of archeology, psychology, religion and sociology. i.e. What makes us tick. The more I know, the more I am ashamed of my fellow man (including myself) for our deliberate ignorance, selfishness and pride.

      On that subject I am the best demolition laborer in the city and I defy anyone to prove me wrong! With a torch I've performed "Sitting cuts", "Hanging cuts", "Locked cuts", "Swinging & Aimed cuts" on Bridges, Stacks, Railroad Rails & Cars, Elevators, Girders, Tanks, and Truss-work. I can torch Cast Iron, Stainless, Nickel, Aluminum, Brass, Copper, Titanium (Ouch!), and probably any other metal too. I can shore any structure erect or half collapsed. I can keep a Rivet-Buster running all day at 5 degrees F. With a set of prints I can convert a burnt-out high-rise and a batch of green-horns into exactly sculpted ground and some expert operators and laborers. I can run Skid steers, High lifts, Forklifts, Excavators, Dozers, Screens, Rock-Crushers, Tumblers even a manual Pick-up. (Though I've never really run any machine claimed by Local 513 Operators Hall) I love demolition.

      I get to clean up the grand messes people leave behind, and through ignorance and selfishness they leave some doozies. I seem to have a small problem (with knowing I'm) working for morons or thieves like #&^!* or ^(*#!@. I try to avoid gaining that surety and endeavor to assume that I'm working for good people with good motivations. I even give them good leadership materials like "The art of war" or "The emperor's new clothes". It seems though that my help is usually un-heeded. Once I got fired for telling the owner to stop stuffing his profits up his nose and certainly to never set foot on the job visibly "jacked up". Oh well he apologized five years later after tanking his company.

      Before finding my present reason to consume societies largess I was a commercial fisherman in Alaska (Great place to learn how to tie knots) and computer programmer in Colorado (Great way to waste a perfectly good mind and life). I am still (born 1961) single with no children. I'm still looking for that hippy-chick to kiss my wounds all-better and let me protect her from all those small-minded evil-doers. I haven't searched too hard though as most people, women especially, are so concerned with outward appearances and image, I find that who they presented themselves as is someone else. Always receptive to new opportunities though, professional and romantic.

      I do enjoy traveling, when I can afford it. I've been fortunate to have seen every US state, Canada, Russia, Japan (Ugh nasty food), China (Awesome eats, not like you find here), Mexico, Chile and Argentina (ever had a 6', gorgeous, buxom, blue eyed blond waitress ask for your order in Spanish? It's disconcerting.) I would still like to see Spain, India and Australia. The rest of the world doesn't interest me much. My wildest fantasy is to drive a buggy on the moon. Given the opportunity I wouldn't need a return ticket.