I actually signed up a couple of nights ago. Thought I would do with a formal introduction. I have written off and on most of my life with most of my stuff going into the circular file or just deleted out of my hard drive. I do have a couple shortstories floting around in the ether of the internet. I do a have a work in progress that I wish to release as a novel but we'll see. About me. Well, I lead a go, though admittedly boring life until my mid-20s when I joined the Army. Up until then I had worked mostly in the oil fields in Texas and off the coast of Louisiana. Once I was out of the Army I needed a rush. I was approached by a brother in law who was running drugs. Though in my life I have never tried any kind of drug and do not even drink, that one time I went with him as a hired gun I got the rush I was looking for. I really did not care about the money. There is always more money. I liked the rush of the whole thing. The lifestyle, the women, the adrenalene when things went bad and the guns came out. When the adrenalene is flowing freely pain is subjective. You have to see it. One of the times I was stabbed I thought I had just gotten punched in the side. Until a friend pointed to the blood seeping down my side, "Dude! You okay?" Now my rush is motorcycles. Fast ones. Nothing like sliding a knee going around a corner and and lifting the front wheel into the air as you come out of it. And what mellows me out are my grandkids Izzy (a boy) and Jimmi (a girl) and my two Catahoula Leaopard Dogs Kato and Max.