So I included a picture of me and my pal. It's about two years old, lost most of the beer gut by drinking less and working more. I live up on Snoqualmie Pass and I'm working on my cabin. I'm fifty one years old, an enrolled member of the Suquamish Tribe, work as a carpenter or sometimes sell military surplus. Got a Ba, so I'm over educated but not too cynical, a loner by choice but definitely not antisocial, love the country but hit the big shitty for the lights and laughs. I'm not deprived in the tattoo department and have most of my teeth, all of the ones you can see anyway. I've been told I clean up pretty good but then if boots, Carharts, cigarettes and wet dogs are not acceptable, well, I must be off the Rez again. I'm 51, not into drama. I'm not bitter or cynical in fact I find life a hell of a lot more amusing than I did when I was 35. Yes I have a dog, But please think of him more as a well mannered child with a very large head or my shadow...what ever works. So that’s about me. Yeah I know, I look pretty pale for a tribal member.

As long as it involves Starbucks, it's all good.