My astrological sign is Cancer, and thru research and generalization... I've come to the conclusion that it fits me to a tee. Sensitive, creative, self-preserved, openly emotional, home-front protective, and secure in loving relationships. Oh yeah, and we hate receiving advice... HINT HINT.

I had an unexpected overnight stay in a small town in Indiana called Caseyville (a.k.a. B.F.E., hicktown, and redneck infested slum city). Bad physics with the engine resurrected me to a night in one of the local hotels. A former police officer, now a garage mechanic (I won't even comment on that one), offered his two cents (or was it a pennyless thought?) about a possible motto of my whole trip in general. In his words completely, I will disburse the dialog: "Have you heard the story about the old man who traveled west to look for gold? Well, he wasted all his life searching and never finding. On one of his trips out west, the old man collapsed and died... pennyless and unhappy. Later, it was discovered that there was gold that the man never discovered in his own back yard. And the moral to this story is why go out looking for the finer things in life, when it could be right under your nose where you least expect it." To top it all of, he added his own interpretation of "the finer things" stating that there was probably some good pussy in my parts, so why travel to Cali to look for it! Later, I get his brother's interpretation... stating that 'Cali had more pussy than you could shake a stick at.' Needless to say, I was eager to leave Lazyville, I mean Caseyville.

I am not a religious person, but I am definitely very spiritual. I worked for the Catholic Church for 5 years. It was an insightful experience, yet in no way has it changed my perspective on life, love, and happiness. It has, however, given me more strength to be proud of who I am.

My favorite dessert has to be cheesecake. I can eat it in all flavors, colors, shapes, and sizes.

I hate tobacco, and I hate cigarettes. If you talk to me and tell me that you do not smoke, or that you are a happily recovering quitter... we can continue talking.

I moved to Cincinnati in May of 1997. This was decided on short notice when I came up on vacation to visit a friend and my sister. When I got back home to Tennessee, that's when I started packing my bags. Three days before I left the Volunteer state, my car was broken into and I had over $800 worth of personal belongings stolen. The culprits were captured and went to court, and most of my stuff was returned the day before I left. I'm still in the midst of analyzing the situation, i.e. trying to figure out whether that event was a sign of bad luck that I should leave or that I shouldn't leave. Update: Cincinnati was a positive experience for this hard-headed white boy. I've never regretted anything.

I bought my first computer, a Compaq Presario, in January of 1997. So far, so fun. Second Presario works on these website updates.

 

My dad still resides in southwestern Virginia. An attractive middle-aged man living in a very homely city with lots of southern folk hell-bent for a six-pack. (Is that a compliment?)

One of my favorite past-times is dancing. My goal is to have enough money stuffed into my dancing 2xist shorts to pay for my 2xist shorts.

I made a special visit to Washington DC in June 2002, and it gave me a new respect for the land of our country's capital. In fact, thoughts of relocation after my upcoming graduation quickly entered my mind. This could be a turning point for Mr. D.

One of my biggest hobbies is collecting DVD's. I think it's become an obsession at this point, or maybe a disease. Maybe someone needs to develop a DVD-AA-4-SKDJ. (that rhymes... damn, I'm good)

 

Yes, my ear is pierced. Twice in the left ear, once in the right ear... and to think it all began with a dare from my mother and my sister to see if me and my sister's beau at the time were ball-sy enough. Yep, we's ball-sy enough!

I have to admit it. I'm an eBay boy. One of my many safe addictions!

Speaking of piercings, I had my left eyebrow pierced in New Orleans in October of 1997, and kept it for five months until it became an infectious problem. I miss it!

My second favorite actor is Ethan Hawke. Good looks, talent, and good looks... what else do you need? Oh, did I mention good looks?

I am a hardcore fan of hard-core euro-tech music. Give me some German and Swedish roots, and I'll bump some baby back booty with ya.

 

My favorite dish would have to be fettucini alfredo. Such a delight for a not-so-light dish.

I have a mad fascination for vibrant aquamarine life. I have a cool kick-ass aquarium (at present times in storage) for potential elegant living of some of the most beautiful saltwater fish known to man. Sometimes I find myself lost in the mystical world of fins and fun...

My first time in Florida was September 2001. What a f***ing blast it was! I think I have fallen in love, and bound to spend my life with this warm wet wonder of the world!!

What can I say? I love food... especially Chinese and Italian. I've also got a tongue for barbecue "anything."

 

I visited the Grand Canyon for the first time in August of 1998. The view was amazing, and the feeling was incredible. There's nothing more exciting than being under a hot expanded sky on the edge of life and death, and having your legs start shaking... and afterwards coming out tasting like a lean cuisine. Sounds like a commercial for Shake-n-Bake.

I've just recently acquired a taste for Grecian and Medieval art. I've just recently purchased an oil painting of a beautiful Roman nude. Nothing is more admirable than the naked body on a canvas.

Green is my favorite color. Especially the dark forest shades, including teal. I even went as far as getting a pair of green jeans, but they had a bad after taste. I think I'll stick with green beans instead.

 

My favorite song to dance to would have to be "Into The Groove" by Madonna. You wanna dance with me? Think you can keep up with me?? Bet me.

 

Just pretend you're having a good time... maybe you're the one not worthy enough to display such talent on your worthless monitor.

 

Yes, my middle name starts with a k. But there is no way in Hell that I am putting that out for others to see so they can giggle, laugh, and chuckle. If you are not of close kin or special relation, you can keep guessing till you turn blue in the face... otherwise, give up and have a nice day.

I visited Kansas for approximately fifteen minutes... okay, so maybe it was a little longer than that. I found my way into a small town called Chetopa. It seemed to be a very nice normal town until I met the hungover chicks that work the gas pumps, and the babes in the lake that were fishing with the water up to their juggs. Go girls!

The summer of 2002 found Steven experiencing his first bout of bets at the Kentucky Derby. Success was minimal, but the experience was unforgettable. I'm a new fan ready to place high stakes in next year's races!!

Key West is by far one of the best places I have ever vacationed! Aside from Lesbian-Fest 2001, I had a great time on the very accepting, very comfortable, very safe island. Divas and Dudes is definitely a double scoop of sweet hormonial bliss! If you ever go, check 'em out!!

 

La Bouche rocks! I saw them perform in Knoxville, Tennessee at a club called The Electric Ballroom on the 4th of July of 1997. Lead singer Melanie Thornton released a solo album in the year 2001, and at a very unfortunate turn of events she was killed in a plane crash on November 24th of 2001... shortly after the 9-11 terrorist attacks. Officials thought it may have been terrorist-related, but later come to realize it was nothing but a bad takeoff from the ground. Ironically enough, her new CD was titled "Ready To Fly." I'll forever miss her!!

There's been a new attachment to the face of yours truly... a new piercing, as of August 19, 2006... the labret. Went out that night and got lots of compliments... proof that it was a fine fabulous decision on the facial forefront! Look for pics to accompany this website soon.

Another new hobby of mine lately is LEGO's. I missed out on alot in my childhood... if you haven't noticed already. Yet, sometimes I forget my age. Does forgetting mean I'm getting older, or does forgetting mean I'm allowed to be younger? Hmmm...

I moved to Lexington, Kentucky in August of 1998 for a period of one month and several hours. The original means of relocation was for educational purposes entirely. But the dreaded city is all but a distant mystery... or is it memory??... to me.

 

The award for greatest performer of my time goes out to my girl Madonna. What can't, and what hasn't, she done?

McDonald's fries have got to be the best fast-food french fries. Agreed?

My mom still resides in southwestern Virginia with my stepdad. The two are like peas in a pod... inseperable, and sentenced to life together without parole.

 

Another piercing has pierced this little body yet again... this time the naval has been taken hostage. The torture occured September 29, 2000... a beautiful addition to "Inny."

I owe alot of thanks in my life to one special person. She goes by the name Neva, and sometimes she has been known to go by Shae. Either way, I love her very much, and I want to bear her children.

I visited New Orleans for the first time in October of 1997 for Halloween. What a blast! I almost considered moving there with one of my friends, but I think I've partied enough in my days.

My favorite cologne is New West. It's hard to find on the market these days, so I'm usually resorting to wearing anything by Giorgio Armani. Armani Mania is the favorite for this Armaniac.

The biggest baby in my family goes by the name of Nigel. Born in November of 2000. He is supposedly a kitten... but looks like a mix between a cow and a dalmation (according to the vet that whacked off his claws and his balls!). He's now referred to as "the little boy that could... no more!"

No longy termy... no fucky sucky.

 

Oh brutha!

I visited Oklahoma City in August of 1998. I saw the Myriad Botanical Gardens of downtown, with the crystal bridge and the tropical conservatory with it's cacti, palm trees, waterfalls, butterflies, and yes... tarantulas. Also in the heart of the city was a gathering of sorrow in what was left of the Oklahoma City bombing. Gave me goose-pimples.

 

My favorite fruit would have to be the peach. "Idn't dat just peachy?" Runners up include the pear and the plum.

Support PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals). PETA is an international nonprofit organization based in Norfolk, Va. Good cause, good reason... please be good to them.

 

Quit being so judgemental about me. That's my job!

 

If there is one thing that I truly hate... it's red meat in my dinner plate. We divorced one another in 1996.

The first professional baseball game I've ever attended was on March 31st. It was the opening game of the Cincinnati Reds 1998 season. They played the San Diego Padres at the Cinergy Stadium in Cincinnati Ohio. The Reds sucked big time... but why does that come as no surprise for the native Cincinnatians?

My favorite movie of all time is Resident Evil. I was first introduced to Resident Evil by Playstation 1. I can remember sitting up late at night with my best friend Scott, and we'd play the game with all the lights out... boy, was that creepy!! The movie definitely did the game justice.

I was born in Virginia, in a small town called Richlands. It was a Monday morning, in the midst of summer, and I was only 7 lbs. 11 oz., but cute as hell. I spent 21 consecutive years in Richlands... I'm still cute as hell, but I'm a little bit wiser... and a little bit bigger now.

My favorite actor of all time is Ryan Phillippe. He has a hot... oh wait, there's not enough space on this server to tell you everything that I find hot on this boy.

 

I lived in Tennessee for almost two years. Very good experience of independence! Very bad experience of financial seclusion!

I visited parts of Texas on my summer vacation in August of '98. I stopped in Amarillo and most of the northern state. It actually flew by really quick... but that would probably be due to the fact that I drove across I40 at a speed of 107 mph. And they call me "speedracer."

I was at one time a big fan of Tommy Hilfiger designs. I was also employed as a specialist for Tommy Hilfiger in eastern Tennessee, and learned to admire and respect his efforts and wide-range abilities. You should have seen my Tommy Hilfiger tree of Christmas '99! I know, sad sad sad.

 

I graduated from DAAP (The College of Design, Architecture, Art and Planning) at the University of Cincinnati in May 2004, with a BS in Digital Design.

I had been a voluntary contributor for United Way. I'm currently taking donations for the "Send All Contributions To Me" Fund Raiser.

 

I searched far and wide for the only Ty creation I will ever admit to owning. On my cross-country journey, I finally found Velvet the retired black panther beanie baby for a reasonable price at the St. Clair Antique Mall in Fairview Heights Illinois. How much was he? Reimburse me for $25 dollars and I'll tell ya.

I was born and raised in the southwestern corner of Virginia. First there was Richlands (where I first took a breath), then there was Red Ash (where I scarred my left foot, my left leg, and my left hip), and then there was Claypool Hill (where I enjoyed the days with college friends and their wild college ways!).

 

Watchers by Dean Koontz has thus far been the best book I have ever read. Movie sucks (as do all movies that originated in novel form), but the book will have you on the edge of your toilet seat.

Always been an admirer of beautiful waterfalls.

One of my favorite alcoholic drinks is the white russian. Mmm-mmm good. Does it do a body good? It's... got milk!

September 14th of 1998 made for the ultimate scariest day of my entire life thus to date. On the way home from a long drive and no sleep the previous night, I fell asleep at the wheel. Waking up to the car in the median on a busy five o'clock interstate, I try getting it back onto the road. I succeed only to lose control of the car as the car skids across the lanes facing oncoming traffic. Before hitting any other vehicles, the car slams head on into a rock mountain. The impact was so rough that the car flipped and rolled quite a distance before finally coming to a stop on it's side. I ended up hanging in the air from my seat belt. Luckily there were no broken bones, only minor scratches and bruises, along with two swollen bruises on my face and slight chest, back, rib, and neck injuries. I awoke from the scene to be surrounded by twenty or more passers-by who saw the wreck, in disbelief that anyone had survived such a Hell. Three mother angels appeared and said silent prayers for me, and gave me warm everlasting embraces before leaving... I was alive, and I am thankful to God.

 

My favorite television show is a tie between The X-Files and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Can't decide if I get better thrills from aliens or vampires.

You are in my world now! Be afraid... be very afraid. I may never let you go.

 

"Zephyr in the sky at night I wonder, do my tears of mourning sink beneath the sun..."