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  • Personal DNA

    you are a director

    As a DIRECTOR, you combine an unusual openness and passion for beauty and style with confidence and a down-to-earth sensibility that allow you to realize your vision.

    You are practical and pay attention to the details that others tend to miss.

    By focusing on what is real and concrete, you achieve more than those who always have their heads in the clouds.

    When it comes to what really matters in your life, you are confident in your ability to succeed.

    Having beautiful things in your life gives you pleasure and satisfaction – you have a keen eye for style.

    Even when problems present themselves, deep down you know you will overcome these challenges.

    When routines get too familiar, you become bored and start looking for ways to spice things up.

    You are open to new types of experiences – you are not afraid to take a risk on something new.

    You have a highly developed sense of taste – you know what looks good on you, in your home, and in the world at large.

    Your independent streak allows you to make decisions efficiently and to trust your instincts

    You are balanced in your approach to problem-solving, not letting your emotions hold you up.

    You prefer to have time to plan for things, feeling better with a schedule than with keeping plans up in the air until the last minute.

    You do your own thing when it comes to clothing, guided more by practical concerns than by other people’s notions of style.

    Generally, you believe that you control your life, and that external forces only play a limited role in determining what happens to you.

    you are cautious

    Being independent, practical, and somewhat guarded with others makes you CAUTIOUS.

    You tend to keep to yourself, wary of trusting others with personal information.

    The values that you hold are central to your identity—you are a very principled person.

    You have respect for the natural order of things, and a good sense of right and wrong.

    Investigating the world through observation, as opposed to interaction, is preferable to you.

    You have an appreciation for those who have attained a certain level of accomplishment, particularly the rare few who have succeeded honestly.

    You are efficient—when you work with others, you get down to business, and fulfill your obligations.

    You sometimes wish that others would be more like you—less hindered by their emotions, more respectful, and more private.

    Not sure why I dig things like this, but I do. This one uses a great slider/grid system for answering.

    January 13th, 2011 - insight - nerd - personal

    Reading a lot about the NFL playoffs and the idea that a team with a losing record is in while teams with solid winning records are not. That bugs a lot of people. Here’s a quick little response I posted elsewhere:

    See, I like that something like that happens. It makes conferences and divisions matter.

    Otherwise, why not just one big group of 32 teams and the top 8 go to the playoffs. But then people would say it’s not accurate because every team doesn’t play every team – strength of schedule would be an issue.

    I’ve never believed sports were supposed to be black & white. The thing that makes me love most sports is the grey areas. We’re slowly taking all of the human factor out of a game played by humans.

    I like wacky scenarios like this – it makes divisions matter. I like when a questionable call is made. It makes referees matter. I like when players mess up and drop the ball. It makes players matter. Let’s not remove them from the equation too.

    How far do you go to make everything ‘right’ and where do you stop?

    I hate this new idea that in sports everything has to be as perfect as possible. Hell, on a larger scale it’s even an idea that seems to have permeated society in general. We’ve reduced everything to a certain way of doing it or feeling dicked if certain expectations aren’t met or something out of the ‘plan’ happens. It’s this overthinking thing that has been bugging me for a few years now. Quit overthinking it people and just fucking do it. Go with the flow.

    More people need to take the chance to lead with their balls once and a while and not with their heads – it’ll do you a world of good.

    And if you’re not comfortable with that, at least compromise by leading with your heart…or something below your shoulders for once. Just once today, that’s all I ask. Get a taste of it. Go for it. Just fucking do something.

    (And for the record, I don’t care too much for college ball, but I hate the idea of a playoff. The fun with the bowl system is in that it’s open ended and you can endlessly debate who the best team may be.)

    I dunno. We’re in danger of making it (football and life) too sterile.

    January 4th, 2011 - bitching - football - insight - life - personal - perspective - useful

    Christams was tore down around here on Monday. The big wreath in the entry window came down yesterday because it’s a bitch to get the ladder and get up on the ledge and get it down and I didn’t feel like it Monday night.

    This year we didn’t go apeshit like last year. We still got great gifts, but did it with more laser-like precision as opposed to last years bulldozer-of-goodies mentality. My son got the laptop he’d been begging for since summer. (we’re now a three laptop/one desktop family) My daughter got the iPod upgrade she’d wanted. She now has a sweet new 16GB nano that she loves. And we finally moved totally into the present and replaced the last old-school CRT TV (in our bedroom) with a sweet 42″ LCD. Now every TV in the house is HD.

    It was a very efficient Xmas. Stuff went up (admittedly half-heartedly) on the 11th and it came down the 27th. 16 days.

    It always seems weird to me that people totally redecorate their house for 8 weeks out of the year. This year we cut it very short, but I’ve never been a “Thanksgiving to New Year’s” kind of guy.

    We’ve done real trees since moving to Ohio (before that it was usually fake) and this year’s was the saddest of all. We waited so long that unless we were willing to pay a small fortune, we got stuck with an undersized, underloved piece of shit tree…and that’s what we got. I’ll maintain until the end of time that it was the worst tree ever. And I felt kinda bad because my son seemed so into it this year, but we’re finally getting to the point where we can drop the Santa pretense next year and I think that’s going to shift the focus and tone of the holidays for us. We’re becoming older as a family.

    I already want to go back to the artificial tree, but I want a really nice one and I want at least a 12-footer and I want to put it in the entry and I want decorate the fuck out of it next year. And everyone can grab presents from the tree and bring them into the office/sitting room or the living room and open them. I’m creating a new level of Christmas in my mind. And upon sharing that thought with the wife (and kids to lesser degree) I can see the light bulb going off.

    It feels like change is in the air. 2011 starts with my wife beginning her new job. (her last day at her current job is Friday the 31st) and she starts by flying to St. Louis for two weeks. This is the first year we have no plans to buy a season pass for any amusement park and no plans to travel in any meaningful way during the summer. We hopes to finally get a lot of stuff done around the house and spend more time outside. We’re going to get back on track with our weight (which we semi-abandoned in the fall). I haven’t had a haircut in months and am sporting a beard. My wife just went from her natural color with blonde highlights to a darker base with beautiful red streaks throughout and a modified style. My daughter continues to excel in school and is on the yearbook staff and joined a group that does competitive writing. She’ll find out if she made the actual team that travels to compete in mid-January. My son continues to enjoy artistic pursuits (he’s already gunning to get something in this year’s district art show again at school) and is evolving with his interest in football wanting to actively prepare for the 2011 season.

    None of it was conscious either. It just seems like this is all happening and when I sit back and assess it, it’s all coming together organically. On all levels from big important things to little stupid things. I’m not sure what it means or that it matters. But there’s something there.

    2011 motherfuckers.

    December 29th, 2010 - holidays - home - insight - life - personal - perspective - the kids - weird

    8 weeks of beard…

    Hoping it will turn into this kind of bearded situation for me soon:

    December 25th, 2010 - holidays - home - life - metal - personal - photos - yikes

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