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I am trouble's plaything.

I have traveled to Acuña, Mexico, where I helped in a construction project at a small local church.

Tenor/Baritone with hella range and a decent falsetto.

Pierced, tattooed, branded, scarified, left-leaning, but not so far as to fall over.

In-flux Christian, musical polyglot, sometime sight-singer, omnivorous flexitarian, once and future guitar picker, fair-weather bike rider, dog freak, amateur pedicurist.

I am to words as Uri Geller is to spoons. I am the master of the tangential remark, because it goes places. I insert words like "abacus" into fetish discussions just to see if they can be made kinky. Surprise: they can.

I will talk your ear off about music.

I can identify approximately 5,000 varieties of purebred dog. This is both a blessing and a curse.

I was in Ancora State Mental Hospital on a nursing school rotation. It was one of the strangest, best experiences in my life.

I have never broken any bones, but I have broken some dishes and possibly a heart or two. I have probably voided several warranties as well, but the less said about that the better.

I have no outstanding warrants, but several outstanding traits. My picture has never hung in a post office, but my image has appeared as part of a photography exhibit.

I entered "Christian" under religion, but this is becoming a bit more fluid, and I'm not a fundy so don't poke fun!