Dngrsone
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I am somewhat the polar opposite of Moody... she may be my evil twin! 
I was born in Connecticut, but my family moved to Florida when I was five or so and I grew up there.
I grew up in that humidity, on those warm beaches on the Gulf coast... I am really quite spoiled by that water.
I weathered hurricanes, heard tornadoes spinning through the neighborhood, dodged lightning bolts (as some of you may remember hearing about), rescued various wandering reptiles, hunted shark, played in the swamps. I've been attacked by leeches, ticks, snakes, snapping turtles, opossums, raccoons.
I had pygmy rattlesnakes living on my front door, alligators out back, raccoons in the trees, festooned with Spanish moss, and a family of skunks who would cross my path on a regular basis.
Then I traveled the world, at the behest of my dear old Uncle Sam.
I have traveled the US, driving through nearly all of the lower 48. I have yet to visit Alaska.
I have lived in Virginia Beach and San Diego. I spent a few weeks in Seattle, which I liked very much.
I currently live in one of the California deserts, centrally located several hours from everything cool (both figuratively and literally). Much as I can tolerate the heat, this dryness is very hard on me. Lately, so are the 100 degrees plus days. The air here is horrible. The cost of living here is moderate only compared to San Diego (where I would love to be able to live, but make only half as much as I'd need to live there).
I miss Florida. I miss the green of the East coast; and though the mountains (one failing of Florida) are pretty awesome here, I am unable to live in them at the moment-- my work keeps me here, and I am unfortunately a niche specialist trapped in an at the moment dead-end job.
I have aspirations, and a treasure-trove of untapped skill, but I am not as patient as people think I am.
Should Dngrswife stumble across a winning lottery ticket, though; I'd be out of here in a heartbeat.

I was born in Connecticut, but my family moved to Florida when I was five or so and I grew up there.
I grew up in that humidity, on those warm beaches on the Gulf coast... I am really quite spoiled by that water.
I weathered hurricanes, heard tornadoes spinning through the neighborhood, dodged lightning bolts (as some of you may remember hearing about), rescued various wandering reptiles, hunted shark, played in the swamps. I've been attacked by leeches, ticks, snakes, snapping turtles, opossums, raccoons.
I had pygmy rattlesnakes living on my front door, alligators out back, raccoons in the trees, festooned with Spanish moss, and a family of skunks who would cross my path on a regular basis.
Then I traveled the world, at the behest of my dear old Uncle Sam.
I have traveled the US, driving through nearly all of the lower 48. I have yet to visit Alaska.
I have lived in Virginia Beach and San Diego. I spent a few weeks in Seattle, which I liked very much.
I currently live in one of the California deserts, centrally located several hours from everything cool (both figuratively and literally). Much as I can tolerate the heat, this dryness is very hard on me. Lately, so are the 100 degrees plus days. The air here is horrible. The cost of living here is moderate only compared to San Diego (where I would love to be able to live, but make only half as much as I'd need to live there).
I miss Florida. I miss the green of the East coast; and though the mountains (one failing of Florida) are pretty awesome here, I am unable to live in them at the moment-- my work keeps me here, and I am unfortunately a niche specialist trapped in an at the moment dead-end job.
I have aspirations, and a treasure-trove of untapped skill, but I am not as patient as people think I am.
Should Dngrswife stumble across a winning lottery ticket, though; I'd be out of here in a heartbeat.
I've actually never been to Las Vegas (well, not the one in Nevada--I've been to the one in New Mexico!), so all I know about it is based on things I've seen on TV or publications. The Strip looks almost Disney-esque, as if in a very deliberate attempt to create a fantasy world impression. But what hides behind that fake veneer?!




But I wonder if there might be hidden opportunity. With rents so cheap, I don't know, it just makes me think. :hmmmm: