Who the hell is this guy?

I'll try to keep this as short as possible. I figure readers are here for 3 possible reasons.

1. You probably already know me and have been guilted into reading this, in which case I'm sorry.

2. You spend a lot of time on the internet and actually enjoy these blog things.

3. You sift through people's blogs to obtain information so you can steal their identity to order expensive shampoo to impress your pregnant/steroidal mother in Kentucky State Penitentiary. In which case, every third word of each sentence of each post is a lie. Good luck.

Since I will probably let things slip out over time, here are some fun facts about me:

I was born in Massachusetts in 1978.

My first word was 'light'.

My first bedroom was the size of a closet for hobbits. I believe it had half a bed in it.

My second dog, Moses, had problems with worms. Since we did not have much money for food back then, I optimistically and innocently believed Moses had brought us spaghetti.

I left the US when I was 5 and proceeded to move around the planet every few years due to my stepfather's job and subsequently my inability to stay in one place. I have lived in The Netherlands (twice), France (twice), Taiwan, The UK (thrice) and of course the US (thrice). I now live in the UK again with my wife Julie.

I performed my first gig as singer for an Amnesty International Charity Event in Taiwan. I performed my last gig as singer for a bunch of drunks in a pub in The Netherlands.

When I was 16, I lied about my age to get my first tattoo. I now have a smiling zombie with bunny rabbit ears and a bowtie on my bicep...

I have attended some of the most prestigious and competitive schools on the planet. Since I am not a competitive person, this is quite an achievement.

I am fluent in 3 languages, though I don't enjoy speaking.

When I was 18, I drunkenly crashed my scooter on the lawn of my local police station. Though I didn't get caught, it was around this time I decided to stop drink driving.

I graduated in 2003 with a Bachelor Honours Degree in Media Production.

I once stood next to Dustin Hoffman at the urinals in Atlanta Airport.

I woke up crying on my 30th birthday.

Though still active in the creative/media world I now find myself doing high-profile security for events and celebrities throwing people out of buildings for a living.

This whole education thing really paid off. Kill me now.

Sincerely,

CS Price