Son of a preacher-man. Once found negotiating East African slums, crazy Texans with guns, giant arm chomping dogs, burning cars, crossfire between waring gangs, and dubious females...

Now a designer in mid-town Manhattan, found looking for vacations in the icy recesses of his rocks glass, thinking of nice things to make for rich people.

Also thinks StackExchange is sweet, but probably doesn't get it yet.