You might want to wait for the movie to come out... but here goes:
I was born somewhere on the west coast of Florida. I don't remember exactly where-- I was very young at the time. I was born in a home for young women who were unfortunate enough to get knocked up before the wedding bells rung. I was scooped up from there and given to a lovely couple on the East coast of Florida. Many people tried to convince me over the years that my past must be filled with mystery and intrigue. But I met my birth mother about 10 years ago, and its not all that mysterious. She's a cool person and we get along great.
I grew up in Cocoa Beach, FL watching rockets fly to the moon, wiggling my toes in the sand, and catching fish with my Grandmother. It was a great place to grow up-- there were marshes, alligators, dolphins, white pelicans, and manatee. I could walk down to the Bananna River (which is actually a lagoon), scoop up some crabs in a net, bring them home and cook them up in a pot. Only later did I realise how lucky I was as a kid to have all that. I still go down there a couple times a year to see my parents and my sister (and eat an amazing amount of seafood.)
I worked in radio for 6 years after high school. I went to the University of Central Florida-- got married over spring break one year, had 2 kids, stayed home to raise them, lived in Brazil, New Zealand, and Australia, got divorced, and uh... well, now I'm a single dad just trying to enjoy every day.
I'm a freelance photographer. I used to do mostly portraits and funky art work. But over the past year or two I been getting a bunch of travel and promotional jobs for magazines and such. Its always interesting, and I get to see places I might not have gone to otherwise.
That's all you need to know! Adios everyone--
