I'm from Minnesota and I happen to be thirty. I will be seventeen all of my life, though.

I used to drive a truck for a living. I consider it a really big toy! I've been to 48 states, and found it rewarding, fun, and the best job ever. Unfortunately, I had to give it up due to health reasons. Now, I started my own company delivering medical supplies.

Now I have a truly rewarding job. Everyday I meet patients who uplift my soul. Children with cancer, who laugh and smile, and live life to the fullest. They are a true inspiration. Even my older patients who have seen more in life then I could imagine, who are viewing the last of there days greet me with a smile, a plate of cookies, or just a chat. Each one imparting a piece of themselves with me before they go on into a better place.

I was married for awhile (Which seemed a lifetime.) but am now divorced. I hold no ill will towards my Ex, and will always love her. I just wanted to kill her in her sleep every now and again.

I then met a wonderful lady with a daughter. It didn't take long for me to fall in love with that little girl. She's the bright spot to my life. Even though her mother and I are not dating, I have taken on the parental role. Weird, huh? Anyways, some may say she babysits me, a hell of a lot more than say I babysit her.

I have three major vices in life. Pepsi, Cigarettes, and role playing games. Midnight Bay is by far the best!

I am a huge wrestling fan (I know, I know, it's a soap opera filled with testosterone. So sue me.) and I love football. (Go Vikes!!!)

Role playing came about many years ago. When I moved to the cities, some guy invited me along in a game and I was hooked. The guy became my best friend to this day. (Hi Chris!, Claire's a lucky girl!)

Smoking came about when my father passed on. I became a bit unruly. I fell into the wrong crowd and started being a "bad boy". The aforementioned friend smacked me and told me what a dink I was. So I entered rehab. I quit everything but smoking. (Gotta have at least one bad habit!)

Pepsi started right around the cola wars. I've been addicted ever since. Claire has even started calling me a "Pepsi swilling bum". Well, I bet the coffee tramp would know. I'm sure she means it in the most loving way. (Just kidding, sweetie.)

I got the football and wrestling thing from my dad. He actually kicked thru a TV tube during a Green Bay Packer game. To the day he died, he swore wrestling was "Real". I really never had the heart to say anything. I saw the first Wrestlemania with my dad and Chris. (Gee, you'd think this Chris nut had some sort of influence in my life, huh?)

When we conceived of this idea about personal bio's, Claire wanted things like boxers or brief. Well, let's just say I'm a 'free' thinker. Wouldn't want to constrict anything. Of course you need to be mindful of the zipper. Anyone who's seen "Something About Mary" should understand what I mean.

So there we go... More info the you needed, right?

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