work in progress.
I have my own personal line of thrift store coutour. I train dogs and horses to completely ignore me. I grow vegetables to feed starving deer. I am going to master whatever language it is that will turn any Google tech support representative into my personal slave. I'm pretty sure it was The Woz who did my Physics computer lab assignments for me so he could have my computer time to work on his simulations. I have a history of unwittingly rubbing elbows with greatness while flirting with the disaster across the room.