Chuck

Lane Technical High School, Class of 1987

United States Naval Nuclear Power School- there really is such a school

Pumping Gasoline And Counting Out -of-State Plates

HotHouse, Shellback, The Secret Society of Turtles, The Ancient Order of the Deep (Shellback Society)

Bicycling, Photography, the conjugating of subjects and predicates, Bonsai gardening, jazz music, roots music, travel, cooking, wine, bourbon, film, live performance

Bridges of Memory: Oral Histories of Chicago's Black Migration, Bastard out of Carolina, The Revolt of the Cockroach People, Maus, Giveadamn Brown, American Gods, Mr. Vertigo, Watchmen

The Big Lebowski, Raising Arizona, Classic Universal horror films, Marx Brothers films, Clouzot's "Diabolique" w/ Simone Signoret, Fritz Lang's "M", Dr. Strangelove, Dead Man, Lost In Translation, Bad Santa, American Splendor, Ghost Dog, Bubba Ho-Tep, Night of The Hunter, Chaplin's "Limelight", The Bad Seed, My LIttle Chickadee, A Touch of Evil

MeShell N'Degeocello, Patty Griffin, Ozomatli, Emmylou Harris, Steve Earle, Olu Dara, Allison Moorer, Neko Case, Louis Jordan, Susana Baca, Screaming Jay Hawkins, Sam Cooke, Tom Waits, Willie Nelson, Cassandra Wilson, Jimmy Smith, Johnny Cash, Kelly Hogan and the Wooden Leg, Del McCoury, Coltrane, Miles Davis, Antibalas, Yerba Buena, Fela Kuti, AC/DC, the New Pornographers, the Detroit Cobras, The Legendary Shack Shakers, Scott H. Biram

Simpsons, Family Guy, Arrested Development, 24, The Daily Show, The Tick (the cartoon, not the live action show with Puddy from "Seinfeld.)

I am a lineman for the county and I drive the main road- always searching in the sun for another overload. Everybody stares at me- you'd think that they ain't ever seen a colored boy before. I could probably describe myself in nothing but song lyrics. My mind absorbs them like a sponge. I think it's a result of being tested for drugs every Monday while studying classified information about the power plants of submarines and aircraft carriers. So we abused caffeine and cheap convenience store speed instead. Might have had a positive- yet annoying- effect on my memory retention.

You mean people I'd like to shoot the shit with over meat-and-three? Celebrities with whom I'd like to share good bourbon? Loose women? What? It's such a generalized question that could mean anything. Christ on a stick; I don't know. Someone whose memory may not keep me warm but never leaves me cold (see what I mean about those song lyrics?)

Whoever you are, just be cool. Cool?