The Biography Thread

Here is a place that you can tell us about yourself. As much or as little as you are comfortable with, but what do you think makes you into you?

I'm a 39 year old white guy. I've been writing since I was a wee lad and have been stumbling around the periphery of photography for about as long. After a carreer working in labs I moved to repairing the machines. After that I ran a home reno company for 3 years until arthritis forced me to stop. Now I work for a photographic studio.

I have lived in Winnipeg for almost twenty years. I came here to go to school, met Mrs. Rev, and kind of forgot to move back to Saskatchewan. I'm mostly from Regina. We moved around a lot when I was a kid, and Regina is the place we lived the most and where I went to high school.

The moving around kind of made the farm home. I've never actualy lived there...it is my grandfather's place, not my parents, but it is the one place that was always there when we were moving. We always spent a lot of time there...it's where I learned how to work and be a real person.

Ok, I'm up to this sort of thing.

I'm a 34 year old alternative single guy, living in a small rural village just south of Ottawa, Ontario. Born and raised in Ottawa, went to Trent University in Peterborough for a degree in English/Medieval Studies.

I am a supervisor at a geology lab, where I've been working away for 9 years. I spend my free time, reading, watching movies and anime, and chatting online. I try to be a writer, but apathy is a terrible curse, and it struck me not long after graduation.

I own an upstart entertainment company where we are working on some original role playing games (book/text based), and hoping to find some funding to expand into other areas.

I'm also a member of the Furry community (fandom for anthropomorphics), and interested in pretty much everything.

-Gallagher

Hmm, cool thread idea. Like Rev, I have a farmyard that I will always call home. My parents farm, I live there from the age of 6 till I turned 18. My dad is a heavy mechanic and has his own shop on the farm, I grew up fixing tractors, welding, and helping dad build/design his own farm equipment along with all the other farm stuff.

I was always into flight, my neighbor had a cessna 152 and a landing strip behind the farm so it's his fault. I had my glider pilots license and private pilots license before graduating highschool. (In highschool I was also playing the drums in my uncles country band and guitar in church on sundays.) I attained my commercial pilots license shortly afterwards.

Then, the pivotal moment that changed my life... a car wreck. I was messed up something fierce!! Broken neck, broken ribs, shattered shoulder. All of which healed fine (still have my good looks :wink:

). However, the vision in my left eye was permanently dammaged. I can still hold a private pilots license, but my flying carreer was over. :evil:

In the year it took to recover from that wreck, during all the pumping iron, therapy etc., it bacame apparent that I needed a second carreer. Using insurace money from the wreck, and money from welding during summers, I put myself through engineering in Saskatoon.

I still consider myself a pilot and a musician, engineering is just how I pay the bills... Still play in rockbands on the weekends and go flying when I can aford it! I'm 27, just barely young enough to chase university/college girls.

Yeah, I can understand that, Adam.

At five foot four and one hundred and fifteen pounds, I am a good ways from middle age, very fit and athletic and teach aerobics in two fitness clubs I own. I own four cats, two dogs and one and a half horses, soon to be two.

Be warned though - as on this board, the thread initiator starts the same thread or initiates inquires via private message as to who, what, where - you know, Kipling's - so he can make a determination as to your politics - guess his thought is, in cyberspace what you read is what is the truth - hence he no longer abides by the truism issued by Groom Lake aka Area 51:

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Be careful what you say in cyber and don't give too much information out, unlike my good self.

Okay, my bio will be relatively shorter than most here, due to me still being a young "whipper-snapper". I am only 17 years old and in grade 11. I have lived in this town since, well, ever. I haven't had any interesting things happen to me like car crash or anything. Currently I work at Safeway and in my free time mess around on my computer (making a mountain biking video currently for my friends). After high school I'd like to go into the trades (such as a contractor or carpenter). Lastly, I whole heartedly believe CANADA KICKS ASS!

hey yall, indelible here.

i'm not paranoid like karra so i will talk about myself for a little while.

i was born and raised in raymod, alberta, a little town of 3000 people and dwindling about half an hour drive south of lethbridge. i went to school in lethbridge while living in raymond, all the way thru gr 12.
a while after i graduated, i moved to lethbridge and got a job...never bothered to go to college or university. after i lived in lethbridge for a yr and a half i movet ocalgary and here i am today, working and still not going to school (lol). like robair, my job is just to pay the bills while i slowly pursue a career in music.
in school i learned to play trumpet in stage band and in concert band. after that everything i learned is pretty much self taught. i picked up mandolin, then guitar and bass and i learned to DJ in there too somewhere in between. last christmas i recorded 2 songs as demos in lethbridge but nothing has transpired so far with that....

anything else, just ask i guess and i will answer if i feel like it

"At five foot four and one hundred and fifteen pounds, I am a good ways from middle age, very fit and athletic and teach aerobics in two fitness clubs I own. I own four cats, two dogs and one and a half horses, soon to be two. "

GEE! Insightful as Hell.... makes the other folks here look like frightened weenies. Now I have a thorough understanding of who you are, how you grew up, what shaped your life.
Glad you're not PARANOID about your life, like so many other right-wingers, like Nixon, Kissenger, McCarthy, J. Edgar Hoover, and so on.......

Look, karra - as much as you annoy me and others here, I STILL have the open mind to want to know what you're about, and what makes you tick -
now if you find that disturbing - well, too sad for you, I guess.

As a show of honor and trust, I present my own story:

Born in the same town as Rev (Regina), but on the way to moving to Swift Current. Complications nearly led to the death of my Mother, took her months to recuperate, and she could no longer have children -
a fact I was kindly reminded of many many times, as a child.....
BUT! I got a bonus out of it all - a slighty deformed lower lip at birth.... two "slits" that looked like I had bitten my lip with my upper teeth.
Certainly made for a good "ice-breaker" when I met new friends, as a child - "Ewww - what happened to you?"

Lived there as an only child until 7, when we moved to the United States, because of my health (apparently, I got quite sick during Saskatchewan winters - I dont remember)

Portland Oregon was a treat for a elementary-age kid - you got to learn what "nigger" meant, what "duck-and-cover" meant, what happened when it dawened on you that you were being forced to "Pledge Allegiance" to a flag that isnt YOURS, and you decide NOT TO!!!
Hey, some of the kids thought it was really neat that I had seen what the Principals Office was like!
My Mom and Dad didnt share my friends' feelings.....

My Dad decided to move BACK when I was in grade 5, having been fucked in his job, getting the shittiest sales territories; yes a salesman - even though he had been an Area Manager for the same company in Canada.
Why? because he couldnt bring himself to become an American Citizen - all because of a niggling little requirement like "Forswearing Your Past Allegiance" to your native country (the one he had spent 7 years on the bridge of Corvettes and Frigates, on the North Atlantic, for).

It also worked out well for me, actually - 1969 was a pretty lousy time to turn 18 in the States.... they still had a Draft then.
Understandable if you were a CITIZEN, but if I had just LIVED there for the past 9 years????? I would have had to go. Wouldnt like it - but I would have. Everybody else around me would have gone....

There are times I go to sleep and thank the Lord, ya know?

Back to 1964 - Vancouver - cut the story short... got the lip fixed (GEE! And Canadian Medical is SO SHITTY, isnt it?) Grew up and out - took Arts/Business through High School, always wondering about the contradiction in that ( :wink:

), got to know guys and girls, learned what we all learn as a teen - which will all be UN-learned as adults.....

The whole 60's thing came and went - so did I -- MY GOD! But it seemed so important back then.JFK died - malcolm x died - RFK died - jimi died - janis died - my dreams died.
As Vonnegut said in "Slaughterhouse Five"; "So it goes....."

As well, I am leaving out a whole PILE of stories - like hitting the deer on my motorcycle, the girl I knew from the "Italian" side of town; the "dopin'-and-drinkin'-and-dinkin" .....who CARES, really? We all have similar tales.

Met my love, got married, moved away from Vancouver, to "find a piece of land" GOD - were we stupid! But in some ways it was the best time of my life. Met friends of a like mind - shared skills (and learned from one another) - worked some really terrible manual labour jobs, just for the money.

Aged up a bit, took a few courses, had two fine young sons (and they still are), realized that this wasnt what I wanted for my wife and kids....
Long story, but eventually wound up working in "ACCOUNTING" (YIKES!) for THE major Oil Company in Canada (DOUBLE YIKES!) - and found out I loved it, and they liked me too!

In three years, was put on assignment, flying across the country as far as Halifax - doing studies on Distribution Operations, to bring them into line with what was about to happen - real computer terminals in every office!
LMAO!

And then of course - John Lennon died ................ and its never been the same.

Oh, screw this - It's getting too late - and I'm sure, MUCH too long.....

Part two next time, if anyone ever cares..... which is doubtful, and would be without need of explanation.

(Hint) - thats the part in which my WIFE blossoms, and goes from a "home-Mom", to an amateur Body-Builder, to an fully licenced Insurance Broker!
And the kids grow up fine (in part due to joining Cadets), they make their own lives - and despite a few personal health issues, which the Company responds to BEFORE I need to ask, I am offered early retirement.

Funny - how it all works out.
Cant walk/stand as well as I used to, but we managed to get a 5th wheel lately, and hope to enjoy the next few years.

(So damn sorry to disappoint anyone..... :wink:

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There ya have it, in spades, folks - thats what you get when you extend an olive branch to "le beech".

Hey there Ben, or is it Phil? I always get youse two mixed up. On a serious note though, did you ever consider that perhaps it's you who's the fifth wheel in your equation?

useless bickering aside, i have a question.

nonrev, i was in cadets too, i think we talked bout this before, and about the vernon cadte camp, but i didn't know ur kids were in cadets too! i think that is really cool.
when were they in cadets? what unit did they belog to (in vancouver?)? if they were in cadets at the same time as me i might just know them,

that is, if you don't mind sharing!lol