I hate stairs   In case of a fire, use the elevator. Quickly.

If offered the chance to actually exist only on the Internet, he would think about it. If offered a chip implant in his brain that would allow him to check his email in his mind, he definitely would do it.

Hi, his name is Blake. And I am a piece of gray matter in his head that has been charged with the task of writing this bio in the third person. Blake is a computer nerd of sorts, as evidenced by the previously mentioned facts. He has a degree in Business Information Systems, a major he doubts you have ever heard of. His academic endeavors currently include the MBA program at Mississippi State University.

But what he really loves to do when he’s not making me come up with unintelligent, wannabe-witty, remarks is making Web sites. He’s kind of big on Web standards and responsible markup, something else he doubts you’ve ever heard of. He’s working on the ultimate personal Web site, but he will let you know when that’s finished. He designs sites on a freelance basis. If you’re in need, shoot him an email.

He also likes to write—whether it be poems, music, or mess like this. He enjoys various kinds of music, but mainly alternative. He wishes that everyone could just get along, but he doesn’t think that is possible. He writes about disability on this very Web site.

Blake believes that God has blessed him. Many people think there is no One to receive blessings from. He thinks it’s because they haven’t noticed the blessings they have already received.