Something you should know up front about me: despite what a contingent of people I went to high school with might think [they missed the boat] I’m a relatively enjoyable person to be around.  Case and point: my wife and I are coming up on one year and she hasn’t yet tried to suffocate me with a pillow as I sleep - that has to mean something right?  Obviously I’m no social superstar or I wouldn’t even feel the need to write this paragraph but conversely, I could hardly be accused of being a consistent buzz kill - I say consistent because one must allow for those moments when the brokenness of my humanity breaks through at such times as [although not limited to] Monday mornings, traffic jams and after Colts losses. Read the rest of this entry »