Here's what you should know about me:
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Decipher that and you will know everything there is to know about me.
Except I love to write and have affected a style that is as if J.D. Salinger and Garrison Keillor created their own writer. I own my own home which I have dubbed the Luxurious Pimplebutt Estate. After visiting Newport, Rhode Island and seeing the 'cottages' there, I figure if your house has a name, you've made it!
I am an Environmental Engineer by training, but I am currently employed as the county Building Inspector.
I live in the upper Ohio River valley, but I yearn to get back to New York City at least twice a year. There's a pizza place in Brooklyn that puts something addictive in the pie.
I'm going to retire within the next five years. Depending on how drastically the Republican governor of my state cut the Public Employees Retirement System, I'll either spend my golden years traveling or as a Wal*Mart greeter. Public employees are not the villain, but try telling Conservatives that.