When I die and my children’s children Google up their Grandfather for their 5th Grade Project on who their hero is, I don’t want them to find my MySpace page with pictures of me a drunken mess. I’d roll over in my grave if they showed their 11 year old peers video on YouTube of a grown 20 something year old man defying gravity by spinning on a pair of escalator banisters.
However, I refuse to take either one of those things down just because I’m such a good sport.
So all I can do is write about my life and the things I did and hope I’m not judged by just a gallery of belligerance and silliness. Hopefully some of it comes across insightful if not playful.