Raised as a remarkably stationary Navy brat in Virginia, I chased The Grateful Dead and Phish around in the 90s while experimenting with various schools, writing, and strangling noises from a guitar.  I am now married with two children, still in Virginia, and trying to find time to write and play my guitar while I shuttle to and from Washington, D.C. for work as an under-appreciated database administrator.

Life is pretty good.