Adam Nathaniel Peck

http://thinkm.ag Greetings one and all! Usually, here you would find one’s biography, a run down, if you will, of all the essential facts. But I assume that you... more

http://thinkm.ag Greetings one and all! Usually, here you would find one’s biography, a run down, if you will, of all the essential facts. But I assume that you already know my name, you already know where I go to school, and, if you have any mathematical capabilities, you know how old I am, all thanks Facebook's thorough questionnaire. So instead of restating all of the above information, I thought I might delve into more private information, some tidbits that you may or may not know about me already. Like, for example, my favorite ice cream flavor. For those not in the know, it is coffee. What most don’t know is which coffee ice cream I prefer over all others. The answer, in case anyone actually cares, is Ben and Jerry’s. So there is the first factoid, and here are some others: -- I was born in Texas. Please refrain from all insults, I know perfectly well how embarrassing it is. But sadly I had no control over my mother’s uterus and was therefore unable to wait until we happened to vacation to some more favorable state. Apologies. -- Speaking of mothers, I was adopted. So even as a newborn, I knew enough to get outta Texas. -- I like seagulls. Yes, those annoying birds that circle public beaches in search of a meal left unattended. I find them to be hilarious creatures, and would be perfectly content to sit and watch them for hours. -- Green is my favorite color. It used to be red, but green is so much cooler. -- The Red Sox are the sorriest excuse for a baseball team. Yeah, not really a fact about me, but it says something about my character, doesn’t it? -- I cannot whistle. Perhaps more embarrassing than the Texas debacle. I have repeatedly tried to learn, but have thus far been unable to produce any noise outside of a crude sort of blowing sound. -- I hate whipped cream and marshmallows. This one always seems to warrant the most reaction. Apparently it’s unheard of. “Who doesn’t like marshmallows and whipped cream?" I’m asked. -- Until 10th grade, I was afraid to swallow pills. Headaches proved to be quite an ordeal; I’d have to down like 8 chewable ones meant for kids. I just disregarded the warnings on the side of the box cautioning against such an intake. Oh well. And there you have it folks, a few completely useless, awkward and embarrassing notes about myself. Now if you will excuse me, I have some whistling to practice.