About

I work like a dog. I blame my father, part labrador, but mostly just a task master in my youth who kept me occupied with back-breaking yard work and cleaning his car. I remember Xmas day, after I opened my presents, he said those loving words which still haunt me, "Get your work clothes on, boy." This form of child abuse has lead to a my current condition of compulsively working hard for my employers and clients.

Contact

m.206.353.0953
wunderbred@me.com