Friday, October 18, 2002

Hello and welcome to The Crossbow Project! I am your host. My name is on this entry. Go ahead, Google me! Use the White Pages, I really don't care! I even have an Amazon account, check it out! Turn into an amateur sleuth for a while, it's fun. Just try not to be an Adrian Monk-type detective. He's kind of freaky, all that wiping off stuff. And Bitty Schram is hot, with her perpetual cleavage, so why doesn't he go after her? If he was Quincy, he'd be carefully examining her bikini-clad body on his houseboat, you can bet on that. No, you'd be better off being a Quincy-type or a Jim Rockford. Although Rockford always had that scumbag Angel hanging around, and he lived in a trailer. But I digress.



Ok, are you done being a virtual gumshoe? You've probably learned that I am in my mid 30's, married, no kids, and I live outside of Philadelphia. I work as an engineer for a rapacious multinational oil concern as well, even though I've professed some quasi-liberal leanings. Why? Because their money is extremely good, and the work is challenging though not too much so.



So, what is The Crossbow Project? You can look that up too, you know. Done? Yes, it's my homage to "Real Genius", starring Val Kilmer. Every weblog has to have a name, and it seemed as good as any. I identified with Mitch Taylor more than Chris Knight, but there is also a bit of Laszlo Holyfeld in me. I definitely would have chosen to live alone in my pajamas in the steam tunnels if my alma mater had any steam tunnels, and if I wore pajamas. But Mitch was more accurate a portrayal of my college days, minus the prodigious intellect of course. I got by with B's mostly in college, which earned me this fabulous career helping to boil oil, as opposed to a fellowship at the Rand Corporation. Mitch was more my emotional and social Doppelganger, what with his inability to score with the beauticians at the Tanning Invitational. He did manage to snag hyperkinetic older woman Jordan Cochran, which was beyond even my feeble skills in college, so he was sort of one-up on me there as well.



What will this weblog be about? Well, they say to write what you know, and I intend to follow that advice, but don't worry; this weblog will not be exclusively about masturbation and baseball. Only mostly. Let's get on with it, shall we?

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