My boys
My boys

I’ll be brief: I’ve been married since 2007 to my lovely bride, Alyssa (a Memphian), who also works at Elon University. We live in North Carolina (obviously) with our two sons, both of whom bring us great joy. My immediate family live in West Virginia, Maryland, Virginia and North Carolina, my in-laws are spread throughout the U.S. (Tennessee, Georgia, Nevada and Alabama). I enjoy learning as much as I can about multimedia journalism, social media tools, effective web design and analytics. I also enjoy watching the Capitals, D.C. football, Orioles and Wizards, whenever I can. With preference given to the Caps.

I have been an avid CrossFitter, but I am assuredly not an elite athlete.

There are a couple of adages I enjoy reflecting on, both from Kurt Vonnegut, whom I consider the most illuminating, prescient and pleasant writer of our time. They are:

  • “Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why.”
  • “I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, ‘If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.”

I murmur to myself often. Those words in the latter quote? Those are the words I murmur. To a lesser extent, I also love this Vonnegutism: “Here is a lesson in creative writing. First rule: Do not use semicolons. They are transvestite hermaphrodites representing absolutely nothing. All they do is show you’ve been to college.” I hate semicolons.

So that’s me. That’s my life. Summed up. Captured in amber, if you will. It’s a simple story. One I enjoy.

If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.