My lady said “hey you should get a blog”…me distracted by the overwhelming wowness of Adam Sandler’s “Eight Crazy Nights” replied with the intelligent “huh?” a few hours later and here I am. Congratulations on your birthday Mr. Blog…scratch that, Ms. Blog. If I’m spending time away from my woman, it’s gonna be for another woman.
Since I’ve never had one and I really don’t keep up with my facebook/myspace/*xanga* I have no updates. Instead here’s an insight:
Who is theBer? almost 26 years of curiosity, friends, great family, education, mistakes, failures, achievments, 100 mile stares, thoughts about life, and dreams (some of them will be showing up on here, and possibly in a movie one day).
Origin of theBer: 1994, watching Little Giants with my best friend. Old man in the diner has the name of Wilbur, my friend’s older brother overhears it, starts calling me Wilbur instead of Will. That continues until the year 2000. My older sister moves to College Station, her and her roomate shorten it from Wilbur to Bur/Ber. 3 years later, I’m assuming that they have yet to run into another “Ber” so I become theBer. Cool story Hanzel.
So as it started, 18 August 2009. In the past couple months theChelz and I have squatted on our new place, I’m away from the oil rigs for good, I’m back in Houston with friends and good times, and I’ve landed a great job doing graphic and web design at Finch Creative (www.finchcreative.com).
I love mondays.
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