Getting far away was pretty much what we all wanted to do after high school. I happen to head to Oregon for college. Following that I made my way down to California. Now I’m just continuing to do the things I do down here.
I try to have a little fun with life and don’t take it too serious. No real reason to I guess; there is only so much you can control. While that is the case I’ve tried to make the most of it. Let me see… I’ve jumped out of planes and off cliffs, ran a marathon, researched nuclear reactors, broken my leg, been in a music video and on ESPN, won a world championship for jump roping, flew across the country just so say hi, rolled a car, camped on random islands, sets fields on fire, oh and then there is that titanium plate in my head. It can’t all be fun and games but there was that trip to Spain and something else in Puerto Rico I probably shouldn’t talk about. Those were lots of fun.
I've still got a lot head of me. Like my grandpa used to say, "Life is what happens to you while you're making other plans." It’s going to be an adventure to say the least. Just glad I’ve got my friends by my side. I’m just happy they’ve stuck around this long. I’m hard headed and really don’t know when to quit. That happens to by my pops fault, but I love him anyway.
Ok well that's all you get.