It can get interesting...
Born a poor boy to a Minnesota farmer in the middle of a raging May snowstorm, Rob overcame the blight of thick cream milk, heavily greased bacon and corn-porn pancakes to eventually venture out into the world. As a boy of 12, he signed on with a tramp steamer, witnessed a murder, found sin after losing his innocence and eventually ended up living among the Natives of West Africa by the time he was 16.
Rob's young adult years found him wandering the North American continent experimenting the counterculture of the drug induced, the homeless, the downtrodden and the poor until meeting the woman who would change his life, turning Rob into a modern icon of a hardworking man and supporter of his many children.
And I didn't even mention my run in with a couple of aliens in the middle of a hot, deserted, desert highway at 3 in the morning when the moon was bright, pregnant and ready for birth.
But getting back to the story...
Everything else aside, just about everything you read and see stems from my warped mind. Yep, I'm a one man, mad machine churning out crazy youtubes, blog posts, memes, short fiction and whatever else comes this way.
In real life, I'm a janitor, go figure.
Like you, I'm a complex, thoughtful person and I'm growing in my ideas and beliefs.
OK, that all sounds nice, now go look around.
One thing you can always be sure of, you're not going to find anything like this elsewhere.