I'm a loner, Dotty, a rebel. With my laptop strapped to my back I roam Portland, listening to the pulse of the city, following its flow. Immersed in a constant stream of information I hang onto the bits that I can use and let the rest pass by. I have no need to actively seek adventure, it has a tendency to find me, no matter how hard I try to hide.

I was the spark that happened when two hippies were rubbed against each other.  My childhood was one of fantasizing about heroic deeds and wearing impromptu "capes" while driving my pedal powered Knight Rider car into the pool.  Over the years my fantasies wandered to those of escape from Earth and solitary travels in a private space faring vessel.  These days I tend to think constantly of time travel, transhumanism and building in virtual worlds.

At the moment this is the foggiest portion of me to see.  What ever the outcome of current hardships its already set in "block time".  If only I could overcome the evolved mental boundaries and see it coming.