I was born in August 1974 in New York City. I lived in a one-bedroom apartment with my parents until 1978. My brother James was born in April of that year and my parents decided to leave the big bad city for a home in “the country” otherwise known as Rockland County which is barely 20 miles away from Manhattan.

I enjoyed my childhood, had fun in school, had lots of friends and was a social butterfly. Then puberty hit and I went through that ugly phase that most people go through. Unfortunately for me my ugly phase lasted from 12 until the ripe old age of 21. But despite my ugliness I still had friends and a social life. My school career wasn’t too impressive, though and I ended up going to Community college after high school graduation. I stayed there for almost 3 years because I had no idea what the hell I wanted to do. Then one day I had an epiphany. I wanted to go away to college. So applied to most of the schools in the SUNY system, got into everyone I applied to and chose SUNY Oswego as my destination.

My years at Oswego were probably the best years of my life. I drank like there was a shortage of alcohol, did other stuff like there was a shortage of that other stuff and had a grand old time. I finally ended up graduating in the spring of 1998. (Do the math, I was almost 24 when I graduated)

I got a job right after college graduation. I graduated May 16th and I started my job June 1st. My longest break since then was from May 23rd 2001 until June 3rd 2001 when I had surgery to correct a lazy eye I had my entire life.

Right now I am at that point in my life when I feel like I have to make a life altering decision but I am a little frightened to do so. I still have no idea what I want to do when I grow up but I know I don’t want to be stuck in my current job for the next 3 years.

Other things you should know about me:

I curse a lot in my rants so if you don’t like that sort of thing, too fucking bad.

I love the New York Yankees and Yankee Stadium is my favorite place in the world so bare with me, I will be writing a lot about them.

I write and often don’t care what other people think. As an American I believe it is my right to exercise my Freedom of Speech privileges. So if I say that Jennifer Lopez is a whore who can’t sing for shit don’t send me hate mail. It’s just my opinion.

If you feel the need to do so, you can email me.

Remember these are my opinions. Don’t be a hater.

Stace