I am, or have been, a son, brother, grandson, nephew, cousin, uncle, friend, student, significant other, mentor, mentee, athlete, reader, writer, employer, employee, coworker, janitor, beerknurd, lawn mower, farm hand, blogger, truck loader, bingo bouncer, chemical tester, driver, burger flipper, pizza delivery boy, treasurer, board president, paper boy, dish washer, bartender, hole digger, traveler, human shield, couchsurfer host, teller of stories, tiny cotton ginner, liver checker, data collector, ham maker; pork carcass freezer, meat taster, banker, credit analyst, lawyer, wonderer, wanderer, human, but really, I’m just Springer – the luckiest guy I have ever met.
In 2016, at the ripe young age of 42, I left a successful attorney gig to go do something else. After almost 16 years of being a lawyer, it just felt like it might be time to go try something else. What will I do with myself, you ask? That is an excellent question. This website is where I’ll chronicle the answer and share other stuff with who ever might be interested.