Entrusted in these hallowed virtual halls are my interests. It's what makes me me. And you, well you're you. Me can't be you, you might be me, but me doubt it. Whatever. This should explain everything. My name is James but most people refer to me as Sherlock. I can take this time to explain to you why, but it's a short story. Believe me. I just saved you 14 seconds of your life that you now have to spend any way you wish. Go ahead. I'll wait. How was it? So are you concerned the cops will catch you if you continue such behavior? I won't tell. More about me. I live in the midwest. I'm in my early to mid thirties. Note: I could fill that in with my actual age. I don't hide it because I'm ashamed of it, I just choose not to list it to avoid having to update and maintain that one figure on this page once a year. What would make me think to come edit this page while I'm celebrating a birthday? Mark it in a calendar? I hardly think it's worth it. I was married June 21, 2003. Divorced: TBA. Hi honey! I have a daughter who was born February 1, 2005. She is in her early to late zeros. Note: See note above for explanation on ambiguous listed ages. I am a cullage gradiate (what is it spell checker? Did Timmy fall into a well?) with a degree in the advertising sequence from the department of journalism at a particular university. Which means, I won't be using any of that for my career. That brings me to my job. I am a systems administrator, semi-partial-long-term contractor for the FAA at our local international airport. I used my advertising degree to sell myself into IT support and my journalism classes to write a resume that didn't even get looked at. Although I use those skills now to communicate with you. Hi! I speak muy pobre español pero use it whenever I feel like making a burro of myself. My dream is to discover the key to immortaility. I hope to accomplish this before I die. If I can't beat this deadline, then I hope to accidentally discover time travel while trying to figure out immortality. -- Jame(s)herlock    August 8, 2005