Oh, fine. It's too early in the morning as I write this so please bear with me.

I'm old. Enough said. Not married, no children, etc, etc.

When I'm not stuck in stuffy and outdated barracks (I can dismantle my bunk in two minutes flat and have aquired the title rackmaster), I live with a few buddies in the glorious state of Pennsylvania. Lancaster to be exact, don't try to stalk me I've perfected to art of blending in with a herd of cows. Oh, and to tourists, summer is humid, spring (depending on the week) stinks to high heaven as does fall, and winter is cold and windy. In general, if cows and antiquing are your thing, come on over. Flea market fanatics are welcome too.

I am not a writer. Well, I wouldn't try to make a living off of it therefore I cannot call it my profession. Think of me as a life saver/trained killer; irony at it's best.

I have been siezed with the insatiable urge to write fanfic, Transformers and Doctor Who are my game. If time permits you shall see my crass, uneducated drivel upon this website. Unless I can find a beta to save my poor musings. I pity the soul who reads it.

That is enough for me, I shall update this when I am feeling more civil.

UPDATE: Currently stationed in Landstuhl, Germany; updating will be erratic at best.