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That’s a good question! Well, the
picture on the side shows my best version, although most of the
time I might not look exactly like that; especially when I don’t
shave, tan and pose like I’m about to set the camera on
fire! Hahaha.
Credit to the photographer, Silvana Sapino,
for the good job done.
Also, thanks to my parents, or I certainly would not be
either in the picture nor here typing!
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Ok, if you really
want to know the whole story, I guess we can start from 1971,
when, at the age of 4, I was blissfully enjoying life on Italian
beaches, planning a career in constructions, and, as you can
see, wearing expensive fashion designer clothes. (If you have
not realized by now that I’m joking, then you should consider
switching to a more conservative site).
At that time, life at home revolved simply around a few major
concerns which were prioritized in this exact order: Fun, Food,
and Sleep.
Fun was easy, Food not a worry and Sleep a wonderful trip into
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on, fun started becoming affected by consequences, often called
“trouble”, but still food and sleep were left untouched
privileges of childhood. Trouble expressed itself mostly in school;
the impact of “the monstress” on the lives of a bunch
of 3rd graders was going to leave permanent marks in the personalities
of each of them. (Since the damage has been done, and I do not
intend to add more frustration to it, by being sued by “the
monstress” , any further information about her will be limited;
only name, address, telephone number, full size target picture,
career description, list of pressed charges and latest development
will be released to those interested. Click on “The monstress”
to request such data.) |
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- Well, that was a good start, but the chronological
order may not be the best way to tell a story, so, let’s
skip ahead a few (few?) years and let’s talk about the latest
developments; I’ll fill in the details later.
- After graduating in Electronics and Computer
Science from a technical h.s. in Italy, in 1985/86 I participated
in a foreign exchange program and came to the US for almost 1
year. After a few initial adjustments, I ended up in Houston,
Texas, went to Lamar High School as a senior and returned to
my native country at the end of the summer 1986. What happened
that year is also something that would take a while to tell.
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- The most exciting and challenging summer
ever was about to start when, in the spring of 1987, I decided
to apply for a job in a tourist resort in Greece. Have you seen
“Dirty dancing”? Well, that describes those months
much better that a whole page of words. Ask Silvana if you don’t
believe me! Sadly, summer ended, and I was back in Como.
- If anyone asked me when the “dark
ages” started, I would answer: fall 1987. Getting employed
as a Computer teacher, in the same high school where only a few
years earlier I graduated, turned out to be a soul poisoning
experience. The convenience of a secure job could not overcome
the disgust arising from such a nauseating environment. Unmentionable
figures resembling grotesque characters out of a medieval B-movie
milling around the corridors, screaming monsters blasting flames
from their obscene mouths, deform gnomes and ratty-haired witches
were governing this chaotic world formerly meant for education.
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- Thousands of puppy-monsters were formed
and raised to the image of their scary mentors during those years,
some got lost along the path, some actually learned the way out
of the tortuous maze and reached the point of getting a real
life.
Having had enough of all that, in 1996 I decided to come back
to the U.S.A. for a vacation, and later on to begin college here
in Houston. I Have just graduated with an Associate Degree in
Computer Networking at Houston Community College, and I'm working
as well as a part-time lab aide.
I think this is it for now; I will add more “juice”
to this page when I’m inspired...
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