I'm [ -->insert current year<-- subract 1982.9] years old, male, human. You can find me in the back row of a big band, concert band, orchestra......come to think of it...just about any ensemble with the possible exception of a quartet or quintet....you guessed it....i'm a brass player. Even worse....a trumpet player. My lips ("chops" if you will) often find themselves jammed between solid brass and solid bone (a rock and a hard place), while at the same time beating back and forth hundreds of times (thousands on a good day) per second.

I also spend a good deal of time sitting around making all sorts of wierd codish looking stuff that magically makes computers do things. This little bit of insanity makes that cool plane at the top of the page move:

Position=-150;
function MovePlanes(){
if (Position<=screen.width) {
Position+=2;
}
if (Position>=screen.width){
Position=-150;
}
Plane1.style.left=Position;
setTimeout('MovePlanes()',1);
}
MovePlanes();

I just completed a co-op at Computers For Schools. They take all sorts computers that have been donated by businesses and fix them up to be used in schools. I'm still working there as a volunteer. I've written a bunch of funky programs (games etc.) too.