About
My name is Jeffrey. I have a 26 year old woman pet named Kate; she can’t bake so she buys me the best “homemade” cookies she can find. can bake cookies and she bakes ‘em mean (as of December 24, 2007). She’s also my wife, as of July 7, 2009. I love design, food, a good buzz off cheap wine, and my ridiculously large family. I appreciate old textures, stank smells, and odd things people normally would not notice. I call kids mascots because they are a representational symbol of the parents that made them, someday Kate and I will manufacture some, I look forward to it. I have a hard time staying still or being in one place too long, I fear one day I might spontaneously combust. I find beauty in type, gloomy days, and obscure movies. You probably won’t understand me, but thanks for reading anyways.
I was an only child for seven years, then when my brother came along and I didn’t love him until he was six years old. Its ok, (because) I give him allowance now. I thrive in big city environments because of the abundance of culture, plus I like cheap hot dogs and coin-operated laundromats. The Beatles changed my life, if I could go back in time, I would see them live and I would cry like a fan-crazed girl, I’m not ashamed to admit that. Butter is my favorite ingredient. Spiderman is my hero, along with Dennis Quaid.
Kate’s intense wanderlust has rubbed off on me and now I’m down to see the world one city at a time. Before that, I must conquer eczema before the Amazon’s heat melts my skin and before the Alaskan winds chap me dry.
Ps. Web isn’t my thing. I love cookies. A lot.
