I'm a soul of child, trapped in his dad's body, with his grandpa's thoughts. I have a big mouth, bigger thumbs, and an even bigger neocortex (technically, the neocortex has me - it's a sweetoxic relationship). I am pretty good at moderating the relentless group discussions raging on inside my head; and gradually getting better at pretending to be a decent, approachable human being.
I'm not good at small-talk, but I give me a topic, and I will keep you awake till the sun comes up. I yarn for people who can shut me up, and places where I'm not the smartest one in it. If you're still not sufficiently weirded out, there's a chance we can be friends.
Thanks for stopping by... and if you're here just for 'business', then here's my resume.