About

People often ask how I got my cartoonish good looks (actual photo, right). I can't take any credit for them; my parents were both graphic artists, and that's how they drew me. Look at those baby blues. They're not even contacts – they're 100% real.

I graduated high school pretty sure I was going to be a theoretical physicist (like the rest of the cool kids). But somehow I got mixed up in the wrong crowd and earned a bachelor's degree in psychology instead. When that was complete, I said I was done with school. That's it, I mean it! (Anybody want a peanut?)

Shortly after my wife and I finished undergraduate school, we moved to her childhood home state of Virginia. Then on to Nashville, TN so I could get into the music business and become a professional drummer (as all the best physicist-psychologists do). As a gigging musician, I amassed a great fortune (approximately US$15) but I gave up the glitz and glamour for a steady paycheck and reasonable hours at a computer consulting company.

Never able to stay in one place too long, we left Nashville when I got the call to occupational ministry, and I spent about 9 years as the pastor of a small congregation outside of Dallas, Texas. It was there that I learned my life's work wouldn't take place in a lab, or a music studio, or a tech support company, but instead it would be to simply to walk with people as they walk closer to Christ. Helping people with their spiritual formation is my passion, my raison d'être, and my croissant (I think that's right – the high school French gets rusty after a while).

After our little congregation closed in 2023, I was on sabbatical for a while. But now I'm getting busy again, devoting most of my time to writing in the public forum that is Substack. I also have a few book projects simmering on the stove. As a multipotentialite, I have interests all over the place. When I'm not dividing by zero (sorry about that crater in Arizona) or feeding Schrödinger's cat (I remember about half the time), I enjoy playing music, working with technology, making things with wood, and diving deep into good storytelling. For your own well-being, don't ask me about The Matrix trilogy unless you're ready to spend a few days listening to me explain why it's the ultimate form of "cinematic literature."

With that, I bid you to remember: there is no spoon, and, I wish you good luck with your cereal.