Who does this guy think he is?

Bluenotebacker. [bloo-noht-back-er] noun 1. one who backs those wearing the Bluenote.

‘Notes as in the St. Louis Blues NHL hockey team, for those of you unfamiliar with the name. I’m a huge fan and this is how I’m recognized in most social media circles.

THANK YOU for choosing to read About Me and my blog posts! There are literally millions of blogs you could be reading right now. The fact you’re here means something to me. Not sure if it means I think you’re slightly off, have poor taste, or are trying to find stuff to blackmail me with, but it definitely means something.

SEANBLUESI’m 46 (that’s an older picture) and wear many hats. Only one literally, usually on weekends, but I should always wear a hat when I’m in the sun because the sun and I do *not* get along.

I’m a family man first. My love, Kellie, and I have 4 children with our blended family and I’m proud to be a father to all of them. I’m a brother, friend, and sports fan, more specifically of the St. Louis Blues (and Cardinals, to a lesser degree) a computer geek, professional technology consultant (read: salesman) a damn good listener, armchair philosopher, fledgling foodie (I love to EAT) music aficionado (I’ll listen to almost anything, with perhaps an unhealthy obsession for The Shins) a voracious reader and aspiring writer as you may have gathered from the blog thing here. I’m also a PC gamer. Elder Scrolls Online is where you’ll find me if I’m online. I’d play other types of games given the time and in the right company. I’d like to learn (again) to play my guitar and I hope to one day earn a living as a writer. I like to think of myself as a Renaissance Man, a Romantic, and a gentleman. A many faceted diamond in the rough, if you will. Whether I live up to that may be the topic of debate.

I’m also, at times, the Heavy Artillery, which is not a long story, but it will always give me a chuckle. It may be told at some point in these pages, who knows?

My teen daughter, who lives with her mother, seems to have inherited my love for computers and reading and while I see her most mornings to take her to school, our conversations at 8AM are not-surprisingly short. I’m step-father to a boy, 11 and another daughter, now 23. Since I first wrote this bio we’ve added one of our own! He’s 4 and helps fill our hearts and home with joy. And stress and some screaming and demands, but who remembers that stuff? Life with 3 boys in the house is as loud and rambunctious as you’d expect. Kellie is a saint for putting up with us, old (me) and young (them) alike.

I come off as a grumpy old man, despite all the joy of being a parent. I know, right? How could that be? Seriously though, I have way to many great things in my life to be so sour. I fall asleep early, rise early, and I’m annoyed by many of life’s details. I will probably be that guy shouting, “Get off my lawn!” to the neighborhood kids. And probably my own kids. We live in the city now, in an actual neighborhood, and greatly prefer it to our previous suburban existence. Something about the atmosphere and diversity just breathes life into you that you can’t get while cloistered in an affluent suburb, despite us both having grown up there.

Thanks for being interested in my life and opinions, I’ll try not to bore you. If at any time you feel you’ve found something interesting or worthwhile, please share it with your friends. Don’t deny them my awesomeness simply because they’ve not stumbled into my circle yet!



10 thoughts on “Who does this guy think he is?

  1. Stopping by after reading your awesome post at Naked Girl In A Dress. I am signing up for futures post via email and will become a follower on Twitter, although I (very shamefully) admit I’m just now jumping into the tweet scene.

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