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Contrary to popular myth, I was most certainly not born in 1874 to a family of gypsies in the western reaches of the Ottoman Empire. It is an outright lie when people repeat the fable that I was bitten as a youth by a strangely hyperactive squirrel near Budapest, and later developed an aversion to moonlight, strange regenerative powers, and the overwhelming compulsion to stuff delicious objects in my cheeks. Urban legend might state that I've spent the better part of a century wandering through the back alleys of major metropoli, watching as humanity tinkered around with the descendants of Babbage's analytical engine and Sömmering's telegraph, and then accidentally combining the two into the Internet during the latter-half of the twentieth century during some obscure fraternity hazing rituals at MIT. This, like all these other alleged facts people spread about, is something I will vehemantly deny.

In fact, I was born in 1977 (the same year Elvis died and Star Wars hit theaters.) I had the misfortune of being born nineteen minutes after my twin brother, who also had the poor taste to stay an inch taller than me our entire lives.

As toddlers we were exposed to the world of computers through the Atari 2600, which my soon-to-be stepfather would bring over when courting our mother. Having not received proper immunization shots for this, we were quickly addicted to Pac-Man, Asteroids, and many other heavily pixilated titles.

A brief aside, if I may: Modern game consoles need to bring back wood paneling.

In addition, I tried my ham-fisted fingers at making my own programs with the accompanying Atari BASIC. If memory serves, my experimentations at that time resulted in a number of horrendous noises and colors escaping the television like a dying sea cow. However, by junior high I was writing text-adventure games in GW-BASIC and QBASIC on a laptop my father owned that was roughly as small as a Great Dane. High school brought experimentations with C++ and PASCAL in my chemistry class (which is odd, now that I think about it), as well as the first experience I had with a little program called Mosaic.

Web pages followed, most of which initially included horribly neon greens, pinks, and blues in an attempt to be "eye-popping." I diligently pray daily that the Wayback Machine has no copy of those early monstrosities.

By 2007 my obsession with web-related technologies had exploded into the kind of mania that most mental health professionals would call "dangerous", and I'd produced a web comic and dithered with PHP, Flash, JavaScript and a number of other technologies with classy acronyms.

Around that time I used my natural good looks, sense of humor, and hypnotism to land a career at Mindfly. I became shortly thereafter obsessed with CSS, web standards, making JavaScript do things it shouldn't, vector graphics and adding the word "the" before my name on business cards.

My title at Mindfly is "Interactive Designer," which is perfect for confusing people long enough for me to escape bad conversations. My major passion right now is the intersection point where back-end programming languages, JavaScript, HTML and CSS all meet, and trying to do more and more absurd things there. I think AJAX is the belle of the ball, desperately crave mass-adoption of SVG by all major browsers, and predict that within a couple years that JavaScript and HTML5 will have reached a point where Flash and its related plug-in ilk will be largely obsolete.

Mind you, I'd also predicted that we'd have robotic maids and flying cars in every home in America (and on the Moon) by now, so my prophetic powers should be taken with a grain of salt.