The man behind the half-assed portfolio website.
I was born on a haunting Friday evening. The air was crisp and the Cleveland Indians were in the bottom of the 8th of what would turn out to be an 11-inning game for the AL title. My mom says I looked handsome that evening…but she still says that, so she’s not exactly reliable.
I spent my youth convincing my little sister that she was a Power Ranger, shoveling mulch with my dad, and eventually opening a bike-repair shop with one of my neighborhood best friends (I don’t think we ever had a single customer).
As I grew older I branched out a bit. I spoke to walls occassionaly, became the president of a university (it’s not a big deal…okay, maybe it is), became a well-known ice cream critic, and graduated high school somewhere along the way. Time flies.
I attended Denison University, caused lots of trouble there, wandered around Germany for a bit of time, and eventually decided it would be best if I got a job.
Today, I still do things. Some of them—flying, hiking, traveling, riding motorcycles, running—are considered constructive. Some of them—watching Star Wars, reading Wikipedia articles about serial killers, eating excessively sugary foods—are not. I even do some things professionally (insert applause here).
I’m currently working at Mailchimp as a code-writer person, and I’m always looking for opportunities to teach, volunteer, learn, break things, or…well, I guess fix things too?