Nathan Alan Jordan

I was born in Tacoma, WA in the middle of May. My mom says that I came out with the umbilical cord wrapped around my neck - close call. I once pushed the lead end of a pencil through the middle of my right hand, on accident, of course. Oh, when I was two years old I climbed to the top of my parent's plant store without any supervision. I was scared. My four year old brother had to find my parents to fish me down. I've never recovered. In high school I was a complete nobody until senior year when, for no reason at all, I decided to run for senior class vice president. My friends agreed to campaign for me the week before the election while I was out of town. When I got back in, the day of the election, no campaigning had taken place. My competitor and I tied. There was a run-off election the next day. I won. Best day of my life up until I got married and had a kid. He's five now and has not settled down, at all. He's a spitfire and appeared to be possessed the other night. He wasn't faking it. He was literally gnashing his teeth, waving his arms and legs around and spitting on the floor. All we could do was laugh at him.

That's "me" in a nutshell.