01/22/1980. Sometime mid morning in Walnut Creek, CA. It was slightly overcast and the crowd quietly watched with much anticipation. "It appears to be a boy... kinda hard to tell though," one man quietly declared. Followed by "I have been delivering babies for 20 years and if I had to guess, this kid is not right in the head." Onlookers tightened their lips and disappointingly shook hands with one another. My mom smiled and then my dad filled out my birth certificate incorrectly. That and filling this profile out while consuming multiple beers via Bully at Ben & Nicks at 2:30pm on a Tuesday. Which reminds me of one of my favorite inspirational quotes: "Remember, somewhere, someone is practicing and when you meet in competition he will win because while he was practicing you were drinking beers at Ben & Nicks and eating a chicken sandwich with cheese and bacon."