Welcome to my website. It is being redesigned currently and there should be additional content very soon.
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Chris
Welcome to my website. It is being redesigned currently and there should be additional content very soon.
Happy New Year!
Chris
Birthdate: 03/22/1971
Height: 5’9″
Weight: 165 lbs
Eyes: 2 (blue)
Hair: Brown, short
Reside: Frisco, TX (a suburb of Dallas)
Hobbies: Travel, music, computers, running
Partner: [weblink:93|James Nunn]
I was born into a poor sharecropper’s family on the humid banks of the muddy Mississippi Delta….wait, scratch that. Wrong biography.
3/22/1971 – Born in Spring Branch hospital, Houston, TX.
1/23/73 – Brother, Jason, born in Houston.
Fall ’74 – moved to Kinston, NC
Winter ’75 – moved to Santa Barbara, CA. I have memories of a camping trip my parents took us on, which involved a pop-up camper trailer and sticking our feet in a stream that had algae on the rocks…I remember the slimy feel of the algae on my feet and the smell of new canvas shoes my mom bought my brother and I for the trip. I also remember having “avocado wars” with other kids in the neighborhood. We lived in a rented house that was near a small avocado grove.
Summer ’76 – moved to Orlando, FL. Here I started school at Shenandoah Elementary and attended Kiddygarten and 1st grade there. I remember most things from then on. We lived on a street called Arajo Ct and we used to tear up and down our street on Big Wheels. I must have gone through 3 of those. We also had a Green Machine, which you steered with levers that turned the back wheels. My dad built a race car that my brother and I pushed each other around in, although somehow I’m sure he pushed me more than I pushed him. I learned how to ride a bicycle, it was a blue Schwinn that I would push myself around on and lift my feet up until I could keep my balance while pedalling. One time I was following my dad’s car as he was going somewhere and I rear-ended him on my bike! My brother had fallen over or something on the sidewalk, so I was looking at him and my dad had stopped his car – WHAM! I must have blacked out briefly because I woke up on the couch. I don’t remember apologizing for denting the car.