On The Curb

Familiarize yourself.

Who is On The Curb? I’m going by a pseudo-name, dee or OTC, as my real hippie-parents-on-acid name is too Googleable. As I have yet to decide how much trouble I’ll get myself into with this blog, let’s just all put on our rainbow clown wig and fake mustache and call me dee.

And, you are Dirk, I presume?

If you’ve been playing along like a good little camper, you’ll know my real name as it’s buried in one of ye ole blog entries. Now, don’t you feel special?

After spending the better part of my first blogging week dragging out the explanation of WhoWhatWhenWhereWhy?, I’ll treat you to the quick and dirty version here.

I have two degrees (Bachelor’s in Spanish and Master’s in Neurobiology…it’s a trend with me; nothing I do relates to one another; a Ph.D. in Antique Furniture is the only next rational step, don’t you think?) buried in my closet. I finally bid adieu to working in research labs to be home full-time with my children and a computer screen to be filled with words.

I am splashing around in the freelance writing pool, still dog-paddling in the shallow end, hoping to eventually cross the intimidating buoy barrier into the deep end. Before long, you’ll see me doing cannonballs off the diving board. Just wait and be prepared to get drenched.

Current cast members in The Life of All Things dee/OTC include but are not limited to the following:

  • E, he who thinks he’s much taller in this life than his 5′9″ frame
  • Gav, he who would trade his real world life for a virtual spot on Runescape
  • Gab, she who thinks life can be sustained on a whittled down two food menu (crispy bacon and vanilla ice cream, if you’re curious…when the occasional egg makes its way onto the menu, we strip down to our loin clothes and toss a virgin into the fire for thanks)
  • Gestating twins currently known as the boy and the girl, they who wish to be named (we are open to suggestions…throw ‘em at me…please…someday I can tell them when asked, “Mommy, who named me?” “The internet, dears.”) The twins, Ethan and Alani, jointly known as Et Al, they who, although they began life sharing the same tight yet sprite quarters ( i like to think of my uterus as tight yet sprite, not old and tired), are glaringly unique from one another
  • dee, OTC, Curb, mrsbojangles, she who is me who keeps this whole show loosely stitched together

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