Damn. Foiled again. One day I'll run out of witty things to say, and I'll just walk around lamely handing out URLs. "Here ya go, this is funny, read it when you get the time."
But if I were to write my autobiography, at least, most of it would be already in print. Given that I've put most of my amusing anecdotes to paper, the book is half-written. So you wanna know who I am and what I'm about? It's all here.
Beginnings and High School Years
College and Drifting
The Disastrous Ann Arbor Years
The Philosophy Of A Weasel