Let's see, where do I begin? I was born on a cold winter morning on July 2, 1983. My parents assumed that I was a “special” child after I refused to learn proper English and spent most of the time speaking gibberish to the family dog. I was also quite the fan of paste. Don’t knock it till you tried it. This all continued until my tenth birthday, when in a freak accident, I was mauled by a local squirrel. Sadly, it was years before I could walk again. The incident had caused great trauma resulting in me forgetting all the gibberish that I had learned. After years of etiquette and language training, I was sent off to preschool at the tender age of sixteen. There I learned the social skills that I ignore to this very day. Hence, I am ideal for radio. I was accepted into UT under the "Helping Hand" program and now study the masters’ craft of underwater basket weaving. I enjoy long walks down 6th street and my morning swims in Town Lake. Weird how the water makes you tingle. Anyway, drop me a line if you ever need anything and let me know if you want a basket.