Rachel Ringel has proved to be one of the most "REAL" people I've met since moving to Maryland from that dismal soulless sludge heap known as Norfolk Virginia.

Rachel has that no BS perspective on life; she could qualify for New Yorkership!

Rachel has a B.S. in Geography from the University of Maryland and is looking for a job in the GIS world.
She just bought a new house - hence the smile - and a fine place it is. My back still hurts from the move.

Mom & Dad and li'l Brother My mom and dad, robust in health and smiling more with the advent of grandchildren, are pictured here in Baltimore with my "little" brother. They visit me at least once a year when the Mets play the Orioles during interleague games. They're best family in the world! Old and decrepit as I am, they were at my bedside withing hours of my waking from an emergency appendectomy. I still feel like somebody's child.

Christopheris one of the most intelligent people I've come to know. He has a degree in Political Science from Fordham University and is currently involved in cognative research (he tends to analyze me a little too much though). Chris and I usually do the bar scene when I'm on Long Island.

I shot this picture while we wait out a November rain in a car at a park in East Rockaway.

This fine bunch of horse-betting, beer-swilling, wife-fearing, football-watching, greying-haired collection of Bowery-Boys-throwbacks are the daily regulars at our beloved local pub. Pictured here are a vice-president of a land development company, a former radio announcer turned insurance broker, two retired college professors, a lawyer and a credit-counseling executive. I'll leave it for you to guess which is which.
A great bunch of guys who gather together to smooth the days rough edges; commiseration peppered with jocularity

Claudius was a rescue. Two stray kittens were extracted from under a friend's neighbor's porch. Not sure about the brutal methods used for extraction; Augustus was far too beat-up to survive. Bone fractures and a broken jaw warranted the needle. Claudius was also beaten up but was a more promising survival candidate. Anyway, he's an affectionate little bugger and is really great company.

Dave Clarkson is a hell of a guy from Liverpool England. In this photograph he is scene her with Rachel and your's truly enjoying a weekend's attudinal adjustment. Last time Dave was over from Limey Land he made pilgrimages to two of the most scared American cultural shrines: Graceland and Las Vegas (where else?).

Stirling Wilson is one of my better internet friends. He is a true thinker and someone of virtue. He believes he will write books one day; I have no doubt that he will. We have only communicated through words typed in instant messaging windows but what has been conveyed through those words in not just wit and personality but genuine character; and Stirling is one of the few people I know who understands the difference between personality and character.