Seven Stylish Things….

Well crap cracker sandwiches.

Rauðbjorn so kindly consigned me to tell you things you probably don’t know about me.  The rules of the game are simple. I tell you folks seven things you probably don’t know about me, and then I pick fifteen of you to do the same.

1. I am named after my dad’s brother-in-law.
2. I didn’t get my drivers license until just after I turned 19.  My parents said no license until I got my Eagle Scout, I didn’t get that until 1 month before my 18th birthday.  At that point I was so wrapped up with getting into college I didn’t really worry about it and had no real need.  Dating the later to be wife changed that.
3. I actually met the wife freshman year of high school.  I was constantly wired on Jolt and she thought I was crazy.  She realized I’m not a mean cold hearted son of a bitch or crazy for that matter and became one of those who would beg to differ.
4. My dad passed away from pancreatic cancer when I was 19.  I often think it lucky that I didn’t end up going to Rice since it kept me closer to home. 
5. I was afraid of loud noises when I was little.  Now I play with guns and explosives.
6. I was born prematurely by 6 and a half weeks weighing in at 4lbs 3oz.  My parents both considered me an amazing gift since I shouldn’t even exist.  There were numerous issues the encountered, but my mom got lucky when she got a new doctor.  So at 39, she was able to have me.
7. I was married in the zoo.  During the vows the monkeys and wolves were yelling and howling.  It was handy because I had my own tiger pit at the reception.

Update: It seems that Phil want’s a crack.  He’s stylish.