I am a product of my own eclectic interests, having worked professionally as a writer, technology consultant, and educator. My background in the technological arena has been equally varied, and has ranged from implementing technology integration methodologies, consulting on the viability of portable technology solutions, to developing disaster recovery/contingency management protocols.
These past several years I've been researching the sociological impact of portable technologies in general. My goal is to publish my findings on how these solutions are influencing the manner in which we live and interact with one another, and to what extent they affect the fabric of our humanity. I try to salvage what is left of my sanity by writing freelance articles, working on music, indulging in photography, and doing my best to stay young despite Nature's efforts to the contrary.
My passion is ...
learning.
I know too much about ...
the less appealing aspects of humanity.
My parents always told me ...
to teach that which is deemed unteachable.
My childhood ambition ...
was to be a writer.
My favorite memory ...
is a tie - my wedding day, and sunrises in the Alps
Why I write ...
to share experiences that will help promote understanding.
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
recently read, "The Last Hours of Ancient Sunlight"; watching and listening are always ongoing, and are an amalgam of disparate sights and sounds.
My first job ...
was as a singer at the Conservatory of Music of Puerto Rico
My best moment ...
is whenever I'm surrounded by those people or places that inspire me to rise above my self.
My inspiration ...
is Life - it possesses the power to inspire at every turn, if we're willing to look beyond our preconceived notions.
On Becoming the Invisible Man A curious thing happened to me on my last trip to the market - I discovered that I was becoming invisible. It happened most imperceptibly and completely without warning. As I was checking out at the register, I addressed the young woman behind the counter, yet received no response. Thinking that it was a simple case of absentmindedness, I moved down the aisle a bit where I encountered a young man bagging my groceries. An attempt to strike up a conversation with this person was not only ignored, but he began to converse with the cashier while I was in mid-greet...
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Member since: March 2008
Articles Written: 14