Blame my wife. I just wanted to get that out right up front. After years of my wife nagging at me, I have agreed to post my first writing project-a classic "How this dumbass became kinda good at what he does" account. Years ago, I wrote it for one of my daughter's college English classes, but my wife has kept it over the years. So, bowing to her pressure, I cleaned it up a bit with the hope somebody finds it as amusing to read as it was to live.
Should anyone show interest, I am more than willing to provide additional such stories that my beloved has coaxed me into jotting down over the years. Though I still have a varied career that takes me across the globe, I find I have even more time to write nowadays. So drop me a site email and I will see if I can wrack my brain and answer, either directly or with a suitable posted account.
Oh, and before anyone asks; yes, I am still in the business. What is the difference now that I am an older, uh, more distinguished-looking as my wife puts it, bull? While I can most definitely still fuck a woman up in the air, now I have to put my readers on to check that I get paid.