Wacked-out eccentric husband of very patient sweeet mid-western/civilized/polite wife; folkie when I can be; Afflicted w/notion that I could probably fix it if it's broke, (& I'd like to take it apart just to see how it worked, if I had time, any-way..) former enlisted navy electronics technician, Peace Corps Volunteer, army comissioned officer; auto/motorcycle mechanic & nut, guitar nut too, now prison doc; money would be OK if it weren't for monstrous school debts due was middle-aged student. Bad case of GAS (guitar aquisition syndrome). Adult superviser wife keeps me out of most mischief & from being behind the wheel of a used Miata, so far.. (had many british roadsters as young sailor).. Music helps keep me surviving in spite of hi-stress job trying to differentiate the really sick from the really manipulative & drug and/or lawsuit-seeking. Hell, it's never boring..

What elese would a person do??

Cheers, BK