Introductions are for Pikers

Introductions, to me, feel like being at a party and being asked, "So, tell me about yourself. What's your gig?" Where do you start? Artist, lover, dreamer, starry-eyed idealist, "liberal hippie socialist scum not entitled to fly the American flag," feminist, crazy bitch, Goddess-worshiper, lunatic...

If you've found Google+ by now, you may have noticed that each friend has a brief one-or-two word descriptor/ identifier under their name: "University of..." "XYZ Corporation," "SCAdian, geek, and science-fiction writer." Even "mommy and wifey," (yes, in those words) showed up, bringing me a nostalgic smile for a bygone era when women were viewed as much more simple creatures than we actually are.

The personality comes through in the writings and the art. You'll see it, and, if you keep reading, I'm pretty sure you'll learn more about me. I'd like to learn more about you, too. I'm easy to find on Google+ or Facebook... "So, tell me about yourself. What's your gig?"