I’m a professional computer nerd; an MBA student; a husband; a father of four; a lapsed motorcyclist; a motor-head; an obsessive-compulsive freak…and I live in a hick-town in the middle of northern nowhere.
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.
