About Me

How's your life?

My name'ss JD and I intend to tell you all about mine, like it or not. This is my place. I'm single but in a three-year shack-up with a hairy guy name Boudreaux. He owns my heart, all four legs of him and he's the best kind of guy to shack up with; He's hairy, boyish, cuddly and he doesn't talk back. I live in Boston....and New York, depending on work and the week. I grew-up in both south Mississippi and south Louisiana, not far outside New Orleans in the steamy, sultry Deep South.

I'm a project consultant, primarily to the banking/trading sector but have been known to do all sorts of things if the money's right.

In a distant life I was a journalist, picking up a few awards and accolades for such intriguing topics as Chinese crawfish dumping on the U.S. market and nursing home regulatory violations. I'm telling you about the awards and accolades part because saying I'm an award-winning journalist is the most impressive thing I'll ever be able to tell anyone without my left eye twitching from the stress of telling a lie. Some days I'm creative, sardonic and enlightening, bust most days I'm just me; trying too hard or not hard enough at everything and anything I do.

My heart was broken once. Well, twice really. I've never been addicted to drugs or alcohol but I've slept with people who are.

I attended LSU, University of Missouri and Tulane, barely escaping a stint at Liberty University, Jerry Falwell's fundie college. I lean conservative on lots of things, more liberal on others and can be outright radical on some issues. I like to think of myself as a recovering Republican but I hate blaming just one party.

I started this site after drawing inspiration from others and seeing the narcissistic satisfaction they get from pouring their lives and souls and sexual escapades out to the entire world, most of which isn't paying attention. Now I have my own and I'm awful glad you're reading it.

I love fried chicken, Mexican food, tequila, the New Orleans Saints, the Boston Red Sox, weekend road trips, love notes, Boudreaux, my mom's buttermilk pie, my Cannondale, the gym, Mike Rowe and anything outside, especially while getting my hands dirty.

I hate double standards, peas, rainy days, spiders, Oprah and people who don't use the turn signal. I could go on but I'll save it for the content. Keep reading and let me know what you think, aside from spelling errors.

-JN