Where To Begin...

Most who know me are aware that I tend to write. Quite a bit. Addicted to it, one might be tempted to say. Perhaps it's a function of my complex personality... or at least one of them. Suffice to say, I'm talkative, complex and puzzling. Occasionally, though, flashes of brilliance might be seen through all of the clutter. If it's there at all.
So, where to begin. Suppose I could start off with some anecdotal story about myself, but rather than rehashing all of that now, let's wait and see what appears. I will give you a little info about myself, though.
I've held a variety of jobs, though I prefer being an artist and writer. Since there's not much money in either of those fields, I've also worked as a planetarian (Google it...), and currently work as a support person at an undisclosed, unglamorous job. It pays the bills, especially the one for my ISP.
I like a lot of things. I love astronomy. I love the beach and the ocean, yet I cannot swim. But then again, I love the sky, yet can't fly unaided. I like simple, usable tech. I like old computers... perhaps a bit too much. I love my cat. I love my wife. I like old ships. I like manual typewriters. I have many, many more interests.
So, there you have it. Seems like a good place to start.