We buy a share in a local organic farm each year. We're also a drop-off point in our neighborhood, so the produce comes right to our door, stacked on our porch. (You Can't Always Get What You Want: for some reason, our box is always at the bottom of a stack.)
Married to a beautiful, funny woman. I got lucky there. (It's not the one in the picture.) Um... comfortably well-off, compared to many, I suppose. Drive a 15-year old Audi convertible. I have a good selection of guitars. Good cook.
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