About me:
UPDATE: I am still here, on planet earth. Sometimes I'm not sure why, but otherwise why would I be here, right? Maybe I'm here for you, or for someone who does not yet realize that my existence is to help them. Sometimes I wonder, what if there is a person who does not realize that I am here for them. Maybe I should tell them. Sometimes I'm not sure how to tell a person that so I put my contact information on the public internet because people who I don't want to have my contact information already have my contact information, but people who I do want to have it might not. So I take a risk.
You can text me at 715-GIN-SHIP, but I do not recieve the text messages immediately. It is supposed to forward to my cellphone, but seems to only work sometimes.
I live at 932 E Locust St, Milwaukee, WI if you would like to send me mail or come to pay me a cordial visit (meaning you're coming to say "Hi Jack! How are you doing?") or maybe you have something you would like to tell me. Maybe you would like to send me a letter that says "I don't like you, Jack, you are dumb." Go ahead and send it if you would like, I get so few visitors these days.
Hmm...not just a whole lot to say here... I'm 20, I live in Milwaukee, and I do general labor at a dollar store and computer-type stuff for the city. The picture below is me with my old car - a 1985 Toyota Corolla that I got for $650. That might not seem like the best deal, but I got it before the side looked like that, and it only had 109k miles. Well, some Latvian immigrants took care of that (although it was my fault). The wierdest part was that I actually ran into the guy that hit me when I was getting some used tires about a month later. That spare was on the car for about 4 months due to me not being able to get a new rim and that the old one was too rusted to keep the tire from deflating. The struts were so bad that when I got my oil changed they couldn't use a lift because the struts were coming off the car. So I got to spend the whole time in constant danger of the spare popping and the vehicle losing control...it was pretty fun, actually, nice and bouncy...although sometimes a little too much. Anyhow, now I've got a 1987 Volvo 760 Turbo w/ 192k on the body and 123k on the engine. Looks like this ended up a little more like about my cars than about me, but whatever, I do what I want.
Also, my e-mail address is my website with the first decimal changed to an @; I don't check it too often, though.
