You’ll be hearing lots about Portland from me. And, hopefully, the communication will flow both ways.

I remember wandering into a used music store after a dinner date. The kind of dinner date it is best to dress up for. The tongue-pierced slacker behind the counter sneered at me like I was some sort of lounge lizard. So then I says to the little snit, “I am as alienated as you,” and have the scars to prove it.”

He shut the (rhymes with the U of O team mascot) up.

I damn sure have the scars. I haven’t done time, but have killed more than my share of it. Well, I am not alienated, but I do tend to question authority. A lifetime of experience has taught me to be a thoughtful liberal on most issues, perhaps even a bit left of liberal on some. I can be funny, irascible, but my skepticism is driven by inquisitiveness rather than jadedness. I’ve ridden shotgun on this orb for more than a couple of spins now, and I think I have most things figured out.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t reserve the right to change my mind.

I am a man of emotion and a man of motion. I like trains and rock and roll and taking pictures of oceans and puddles, and writing about technology and finding new restaurants and the Discovery Channel. I don’t like people who don’t vote but bitch a lot. I am one for science, but humanistic with a polyspiritual bent.

Meet me here, or if you care, saunter over to my site ^[1]. There, you’ll find lots of my stuff. If you’re real curious about me, get a life… nah, check out my two other blogs: some deep geek stuff on CNET ^[2] as well as on my own personal Blog ^[3]. If you piss me off, or break my heart, or break my bank, you may wind up there.

George Carlin and Beavis & Butthead are/were funny. Monty Python was not.

There is no such thing as a meal that is too spicy, a band that is too loud, a whisper that is too soft.

I have said too much already, I think.

But then again, so poopin’ what. That’s why I am here, and why you are, too.