About

I’m a project manager; a recent MBA grad; a husband; a father of four; a lapsed motorcyclist; a motor-head; an obsessive-compulsive freak…and I no longer live in a hick-town in the middle of northern nowhere, but have relocated to sunny Tampa, Florida.

I like:

• Gourmet coffee, hand-ground in my burr grinder, steeped in my coffee press.
• Ales with real hops and flavor.  A nice British mild ale; an IPA; a stout…
• Eggs Benedict. (I’m noticing this is all food so far)
• Vintage Ferraris/
• Motorcycles. Mine’s an old Yamaha, but I like others, too.
• Sunrises, more than sunsets.
• Beaches, more than mountains.
• Steak, medium-rare, with morel-mushroom sauce.
• Big, fruity red wines — merlot, malbec, syrah, all good.
• Volvo’s.  Ours is an S70, and I lust after an old 122 Amazon. If one can lust for a Volvo.

I don’t like:

• Country music.
• Stupidity and ignorance in all its nefarious forms.
• Celeb-reality shows, and the E! network in general.
• Loud-mouthed blatherers. (when you point a finger at someone else… I know, I know)
• Fake people
• Scrawny girls
• Scallops, or liver
• Cheap beer, cheap chocolate, cheap coffee

Incidentally, the photo at the top of my blog is of the James River in Virginia, which I took while standing in the terraced gardens at the Berkeley Plantation,  possibly the oldest plantation in America.  First settled in 1619, it was home to Declaration of Independence-signer Benjamin Harrison, and his son William Henry Harrison.  The first official Thanksgiving was at the Berkeley Plantation.  It is beautiful and it is some of the first American History.