Ramblings, rantings and ravings of a world-famous triathlete, hippy and sex machine.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
So I've got that going for me
Last night, Alice, the world's snarkiest copy editor (or a cuddly little ball of hate, depending on who you talk to) said Holly said I was the hippest parent she knows.
I shack up with my wife Amy, daughter Nola and Porkchop and Mollee, our dogs in a 100-year-old house in Augusta. Oh...there's also Stinky Pete, the cat. I lean left (heh) politically, love music and books. Can argue about religion until the sacred cows come home, and think bicycles are our future.
I may be haunted by succubi. I'll get back to you on that one, though.
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