You know, it just occurred to me that I don’t really have a page on here talking about who I am. I launched this page in January 2012. It is now July. That’s probably something that I should remedy while I have it in mind.
Alright, let’s get the uninteresting vitals out of the way then: I was born in Newburyport, MA on November 10, 1990, and I’ve lived in the next town over my whole life. I graduated 14th in my class at St. John’s Preparatory School in Danvers and have since moved onto Boston University as an advertising major. I stand 5’7” and the only “real” job I’ve ever had is working summers and winters at a Dunkin’ Donuts, which I keep taking back because my bosses and coworkers like me, and I have brand loyalty.
Onto the more interesting stuff: I’ve loved motorsports all my life thanks to proper immersion from my family. (My father has said that he had the choice of starting a NASCAR team in 1985 or buying our house. I frequently tell him that I would’ve slept in the damn race shop.) That being said, I suffer from being really, really slow behind the wheel, so I don’t race. I do, however, know what I’m doing with the English language, which enables me to write about racing of all forms and talk, as peers, with people that I grew up idolizing.
As a Boston “native” (as we all know, nobody who says they live in Boston ever really does - it’s a matter of which suburb) I love my city’s sports teams, the Bruins most of all. In fact, I run a mildly popular Boston sports blog that I really shouldn’t own up to and don’t put my name on. Think Barstool Sports, if it actually covered sports and called out terrible fans. I also am probably the only person in the world to be proud of his Dennis Wideman Bruins jersey.
God, what else… I play music for the hell of it, I can figure my way around quite a few instruments with enough skill to at least stay in time and scale. I enjoy interesting architecture, animated comedy (my latest is “Tripping the Rift”), color-coordinating my shoes to everything else I wear (no joke - I’ve purchased the same shoe in six different colorways), sarcasm, strings of expletives, energy drinks, being socially awkward for the fun of it, and a good beer (check the age above, buddy, we’re good to go).
Everything else to do with me is probably scattered on this blog somewhere. Go enjoy that instead of this scattershot, self-serving bit of drivel!