Send a message, make a comment, or interested in a website.
Currently I am living in Dahlonega, Georgia in Sky Country. My cell phone number is 706-701-0860 if anyone is serious about hiring me. You can also contact me by email at firstname.lastname@example.org or to this website at email@example.com Any good cellphone donations that can help be edit this website to fit on a smart phone would be very appreciated. I am not going to tell you about myself as a third party, and this will take a while so get comfortable. The first time I looked for work was when I was 11 years old. I ended up with an ambulance bill and my father refused to pay it, because it was in my name. I collected a lot of bike parts, so I could build a good bicycle from all the scraps. This helped me get around, but I had to walk to a store in the next town to buy an inner tube for one wheel. I worked a little for a lady who got me started. Then I told the people I would make sure that bill gets paid, and I found work as a newspaper boy and for mowing grass. I paid the bill, and I had to buy a wallet for the money I could not spend. The new paper routes turned into a few routes, and I was getting paid by the people who had the job, not directly from the newspaper. I didn’t make enough with newspapers, but a lot with mowing grass, so I told them to find someone else. My father made $800 a month for teaching and I made that much mowing grass. He didn’t like me making more than him or wanting to buy my own house, so he moved us to cut me off from working. While I had my own money, I bought new tennis shoes, and that was the last pair I had for a very long time. My father always bought clothes for my sister, and when my shoes were falling apart he bought me new shoes, and by then my feet had grown twice as big. My old shoes were a size 6, and my new shoes needed to be a size 12. So, I was used to being ignored. I went through a whole winter at school playing football and soccer in just a shirt. I didn’t have a coat. I designed and built a peddicar with the main gear I made from a large saw blade. It could do more than 55 miles an hour, but it needed to be pushed to start without lower gears. I broke the weld a lot by putting a lot of pressure on the pedal trying to start it myself. I designed the steering system, but I found out it was a lot like a car steering, but I had to use some rope as part of it, because my father wanted me to steer it like a boat. Inventing things didn’t seem like much, but while I was around a lot of teachers during the summer having fun, I found a lot of materials I could use to built things. I turned scrap wood into a 10 scale Leonardo Da Vinci airplane model. I was only 14 when I worked for a boat yard to have the money to buy parts for what I needed to build new things. I worked with TV’s, radio, stereos, wood, metal, with tools like lathes, jointers, planers, table, and many other saws. I welded and made knives from tempered metal, and I worked in a black smith shop for a colonial show after my father built the furnace and chimney, with bellows. I used rebar and temper it to make something, but the drill bits could not cut holes in it. I didn’t heat it up to remove the temper. I couldn’t even scar it with a metal file. By the time I was 16, I was fixing radios, TV’s, and many electronics, I even made money fixing 8 track tape players, and VCRs. Long after that I fixed an old batamax. I fixed toasters and regular appliances, and I reported a toaster that would short out and start shocking people with the full 110 volts, at 20 amps. The toaster was recalled, and GE had to pay a lot for refunds with their recall. I received a letter from United Laboratories saying I was a member. It let me get things cheaper for a little while. I didn’t just start fixing radios and stuff, I learned a little about building a crystal diode radio. I don’t think it could work without an amplifier, but I built the radio part. My father told me about the colors of the diode to know what they mean and how to read them as numbers. I took an old AM radio I bought for $5 and used it as am amplifier. It had tubes and it took a while to warm up but living in a trailer park I had to keep the volume down all the way, any lower was off, and they said it was still too loud. Some girl wanted to see how loud it could get so when she turned it on she turned it up ¾ of the way, and I knew it was going to blast soon, and I screamed at her. I never saw anything like that before. The wind was blowing from the vibration of the speakers pushing a lot of air and not blowing the speakers. She had her fingers in her ears and push against the window with her long blonde hair and the curtains blowing in the wind. I walked over to her at the window and walked forward to reach out to turn it off. I was leaning forward and had one foot out to catch myself when the wind stopped. Everyone’s ears were numb for a while, and the party was over. I find learning kind of easy. One day I walked into the woods, and found a recorder, like a flute. I was deep in the forest, about a quarter mile. I learned to play the recorder imitating the flute part of the song “California Dreaming.” I wrote poems to a girlfriend who was getting the teacher to read them to the rest of the class, and I was embarrassed. I wrote another telling her about how a man feels when he is in love so she would respect that and not embarrass me anymore. She didn’t get that poem, and I heard it on the radio. My father told me he read my poems and when his ship buddy that started Motown needed a new poem he gave him my poem, which became “When a Man Loves a Woman” I quit writing poems about my personal feeling because it was embarrassing me. I did get a guitar and learned a few things on my own which I used to write “Rock On” and I signed all my rights over to that song without taking the 10% writers pay. They did give me the first gold record which I was disappointed when I found out it was plastic not real gold. I was putting a deep scratch in it when someone asked me for it just before I broke it into. I would have broken it, because I was 14, and things like that just seemed like a fake promise. Now I wish I still had that record. Now I play the music keyboard. I saw the Midi ports and hooked it up to the computer with a music program that wrote the notes and printed the sheet music, and made script like punch-outs for a player piano. You can add people singing and record music Cd’s, so playing the keyboard was better than the guitar. Building my ideas was a good way to see anything I invented work, but I was sure if I didn’t invent them first other people would. It was like when I just make up a song to sound like Dean Martin then a week later he would be singing the same song, so then Rock On was going to be put on a record, I said they need to do it quick before someone else makes that same song. Wood was always cheap enough to work with, because I could work with scraps, and my first shop class the teacher said I needed to pay for my own wood. I never had the money to do that. I did build a covered wagon and drilled the spoke hole straight through with out a drill press it drill that accurate. So, they didn’t say anything about the little pieces of wood I used. I have a lot of my own tools now, but I have done so much it can make a list as long as this story. When I want to learn something new I just take some time to look at it and study it. Even fixing circuits, and main boards in computers. I sniff and look over everything and notice areas marked on the circuit board that helps explain what each area does. I leaned capacitors balloon out when they blow, so they are easy to find and replace. I do the same to programming. I read the programming and learn the pattern in it to learn the programming. Most of the programming I know started out by learning from scripts written by programs like Microsoft Front Page. My brother used the program and I read the script, because the CSS in the script made it possible to do a lot more like using layers of images on a webpage. I saw some media players and read how to open the script. A lot of them were zip files that used a different extension, but when you rename it to a zip file you can open the folder and learn all about it. I leaned a little XML, because it was used in the scripts to tell where each image goes. I didn’t use it for database type stuff yet, but I will. When I started to work for a lot of media companies all around the world, I managed to pay for Photoshop, which I still use. I made enough on the side as an artist to do more than pay for the programs I have now. I make models with Hexagon 2.5 and animate them with Poser 7 so they will animate and work in many programs like Daz Studio. Things like window binds are not just a picture on a flat plane, they actually work like in real life. And furniture works with good UV maps. Right now I am using a laptop make by ASUS while all the programming and Windows is my version, because I replaced the hard drive once the keyboard a lot. It has a touch screen with an i7 quad core. It is the first computer I didn’t build since my very first computer where I found the Trojan Horse 3 on it and reported it to AOL because it was in one of their files. They denied it for another 8 months before they removed it, and everyone was replacing their hard drives. This was in 1994, and I was using the first Inkjet, the Okidata Okijet 2010. I fixed photographs by working on a scanned image from my scanner and repaired everything in Photoshop 2.5 LE for Windows 3.1. While everyone wanted Windows 95 to have more colors than 8 bit colors, I was looking at Photographs and fixing them with 16 million colors. I build a lot of new computers, and most were technology experiements like front end buss, or how many drives could I install with the extra drives, which could hold 8 drives. When I bought Hexagon 2 to build 3d models that have a free form than TurboCad program I was using, it required a computer with 2.5 Ghz minimum. My computer at the time was 1.2 Ghz, and it ran the program until they became more complicated. So, I bought a newer IBM that was sold cheap, because it could not be upgraded. I replaced the main board and used the same processor and parts, to build a new computer, which needed a new case. The old programs would not work so I used my own programs, that I bought and didn’t come with a computer like IBM, that refused to install when it didn’t recognize the main board. The computer was rebuilt by me because even while it was a 2.8 Ghz processor it could not run Hexagon 2, so when I rebuild it, I changed the ram from PC100 to DDR2 ram at PC2100 which ran faster, and everything ran faster. It was a single core, but it ran Hexagon 2. While I was making models I would keep a few program running so I can jump from one to the other fixing different things like Notepad ++ to edit the script for the models, and Hexagon to edit the models and the UV maps, and Photoshop to draw and paint the maps, and Poser to bone and make the joints bend and function, and Daz Studio to render good samples of the model so I can find flaws to fix. Like a joint not working right, or the edge if the map showing on the model, or texture map not aligned with the image map. These things were things I used to create extra money for a long time, while I worked a regular job, and temporary services. In Plastic Injection Molding I learned from instruction videos about the whole process of Injection Molding and plastics. I knew how some plastics react like polystyrene, or polycarbonate. In my first application to a plant they tested me, and I passed at calculating production, cost, and scrap, per hour or any machine molding time per cycle. While I was an operator I predicted the amount of materials I would need and if there was material left over when the order was done. I was asked to sort of run the business, but I didn’t think about how much I would make running someone else’s business other than my own. I knew I didn’t like being the only person who did it all, so I didn’t take the offer. I moved up from machine operator to material handler, forklift driver to move stock to the warehouse, teamleader, quality control, production specialist who fixed molds and automation, robots, setup new molds, quality control, technician, manager, make labels and boxes, and put parts on the trucks, and plant manager when I had the whole plant to run, and doing all the jobs with the help of machine operators who only ran the machines and packed the parts in boxes. The next job was the same, but I was a machine operator of a plant making parts for medical supplies, and then hosiery keeping the yarn full on hundreds of machines, then Eveready in packaging, and stock boy. Then back to another place making socks, and a dye plant, and then a factory welder building armor plated trucks for war in the middle east and other welding and repairs for Caterpillar or just Cat. I worked in the automotive section of the welding plant. I was using MiG welders with different types of gas. I build wagons and carts when I worked for a truck stop as part of the up keep of the building and property, and I filled out state water quality reports while the truck stop had its own sewage treatment and well water from 7 wells. I started when the heating was diesel fuel heat pumps, and then changes to gas heat and electric air conditioning. I repaired them, the blowers, the garage air tools, the air compressors, the kitchen stoves and venting hoods, and Ansel system, the deep fryers, the ice makers, store addition, and I gutted out two motel rooms to build a movie room. I replace high output lights put in equipment for Taco Bell and Pizza Hut in the truck stop, and a German steamer oven. I wired a lot of things in the truck stop by running new conduit, and made show cases, and cabinets and counters for lottery, registers, cafeteria lines, and yogurt machines. I save them a lot of money by fixing old things so they didn’t need to by new like old ice machines made by Whirlpool. Metal slabs the froze sheets of ices and dropped them on stainless steel cutting grid and start the next cycle. I was looking for work when I was 17 and I worked as a carpenter fixing things at K-mart and building things for them. When I managed to get a job working for them. When people ask can I do something I would always say yes, no matter what it was, because before it was over I would know how to do it very well. I was told to never say I could not do anything, because people who get the job does a worse job than me. My job a K-mart started on the patio, and then gave people a break all around the store with my new title and job as the first Maintenance Engineer in K-mart. I replaced the electricians hired for repairs, long with plumbing and everything else. I fixed ticket and price label machines, before I turned 18. I needed more money because it could not live off of $10 in food for a week, and people that started when I did make a lot more money than I did while the district manager demanded to see me when he visited. I was replacing people that gets more than $10 an hour and I was still getting a little more than the minimum wage. So, I moved where I could live and quit the job. Later the district manager heard about it and made a change for people who knew their job more to get paid more. I could not get hired back, because they didn’t want to pay me what I was worth under the new rule. I did work doing upholstery for a while. I was just fixing my car with the money I made at being an artist. Each day I deposit $150 a day to $300, and the bank stole all of it, so I had only $9 in it when my first check bounced. I told them to close it and they said they can’t because there was money in it. I told them I wanted my account closed and you can do the same thing with that $9 as you did with the rest. It was the only bank in town, and a bank from another town put in a new branch there so people didn’t need to get ripped off. I spent about $2000 a month on food to feed my brother, father and sister, and my sister would baby sit and use our food, and then someone wanted a cup of sugar, she told them to bring a bucket. I just gave up feeding them and started to spend it on a car after I rebuilt my room in the house. When I moved in the snow was falling in my face and the beds was getting wet from what melted from my body heat, or what little was left. The window was gone, and the wind was blowing the plastic inside across my face. I did my best to get through that first winter, then I worked for people around town. I bought a lot of outdoor black insulation board and nailed it to the inside walls. I found to cheap ceiling tile on sale and hung it on the ceiling, and then I put carpet on the floor, so no cold air could flow freely into my room. I bought an air conditioner for the window and wired the new outlet to plug it in, and I build in the rest od the window with insulated glass I made with two panes of glass wood and silicone. After that I had to replace the full burner gas heating stove with one with 3 burners. So, when I needed heat I would light one of them. My room stayed warm and could get too hot from body heat if I was busy, even with the temperature outside at 14 below zero. I created a design for a window that don’t just block any cold air from getting in, but heat up a room when the sun hits the windows to cooling it in the summer, by blocking the heat from getting in. I made it like a hot and cold side, so when you want heat inside then reverse the window from the cool side. While I was rebuilding my car engine I saw a lot of defects in the design of the engine, and an idea how to take an engine with 12 miles per gallon get 60 miles per gallon, with a few changes. I told someone thinking I can get part I need made, but they claimed it would not work, and a year later they put the engine on the road. I knew the 60 miles per gallon was my engine, so I called GM and asked to a engine of my own sent to me for designing the engine they were using. I gave them the description of the engine and the guy I talked to, who they fired and recalled the engine and replaced them with a 6-cylinder engine. I still did not get an engine out of it, but in a letter from the vice president of GM, they told me they had a contract with car designers that will only let them use employee ideas for engines, while anyone outside would cause a breach of contract, and they need the designers more than one engine. He included that if the engine was his he would build delivery truck with it, because that engine had too much power for a car. While I could not get that engine, I worked on my carburetor, because it was new, and they would not take it back with 7 parts missing, which is why it didn’t work. I was mad, and I told them I would get it running and get 30 miles per gallon out of it. I had it apart and thinking about the carburetor and I could not think of how to get the fuel to go to the throats of the 4-barrel with the mechanical parts missing. Then I thought about the intake, and the cylinders, and thought of a way to make it pull in the fuel in a mix of vaper without any thing but drilling a small hole. I put it on to try it and it started to work, so I adjusted to flow screws and got it running I drove it and improved the power and 4-barrel reaction time, because at first it made the noise but not the take off. When I finished the car was getting 30 miles per gallon and have 3 times more power. I have been working more with programming than digital art, so I am still picking up new things and ideas. It is kind of hard to guess where I will be in programming, but it could be possible I can eventually, make a html website function as a database website. There are a lot of other think I did and it is hard to remember everything, unless it relates to other things, like working as a contractor, and carpenter, working with phone lines and cable, and work I did and didn’t get paid for while I used my own money for gas to drive half way across the state every day to install a network and phone system in a college. I could have mentioned I worked as an artist, and that was painting signs by hand, and painting oil portraits, doing calligraphy for school certificates, doing negative repair at a print shop for a magazine, and adding some poems. My eyes are quick to spot and stop the machine when the press made a mistake, or a small ink spot. I also did car interiors, and hand painted pinstriping. I did have a lot of times in my life that seems weird, but I tried my best to survive, and stay healthy, and strong. In the last few years with a few inches lost in the joint of my lumbar, I dug, chopped, and rolled a large oak tree stump down a hill to level a garden, and built cement block walls, and pulled a few large marble rocks out of the ground. I cut trees and brush, and cut some logs on my tablesaw to build a spice rack and a knife rack. So, beside everything you see here and all the data put in for actors and movies, and tv shows, I have been keeping busy, but it would be great to have a job and get paid for working. I spend a some time on DeviantArt.com giving advice to other artist. I can teach people Photoshop, Photorepair, and digital art, if I can get paid for it. If for some reason I am explaining things in photoshop and you spend 5 minutes in shock, then I might not be able to help you. It is not strange for that to happen, because something just look so unbelievable, and I treat it like an everyday thing. I can have the effect of teaching people that can take in everything in minutes that normally takes months. Just let me know if you are just beginning so I can take it easy on your first experience. I rather not put people in shock. About this information. This is something I wanted to try to display a text file I can edit and show it on the website in a textarea so it shows all the text as it was written.