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Bill, aka the Crazy Clock Guy, aka Hey You
24 August 1968
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Let me make one thing perfectly clear: I am NOT politically correct. This is not a safe zone, and I will not give trigger warnings. I am white, male, straight, Catholic, mostly conservative, and prone to fits of profanity intermixed with profoundness. In today's modern world, if I see something that pisses me off or I see as an affront to common sense, I'll say so. If you disagree, so much the better. The world needs balance, and as long as you don't stop me from speaking my mind, I won't stop you from speaking yours.

"TallGuy" is a nickname my ex-wife gave me. She is the only person who ever called me that. That’s the name I used when I first created this journal 15+ years ago, and I don’t think I can change it now.
My real name is Bill, after my father (it's better than being named after my mother, I suppose). If you want to call me anything, call me Bill.
William is the name my mother calls me when she’s mad.
There are only a small handful of relatives who can call me Billy, because they’ve been doing it all my life.

NOBODY calls me Willie.

I’m married (it’ll be five years in January 2017) to a wonderful, beautiful, funny, kind, patient, and understanding woman, henceforth known as the Bulldog after her Butler University alma mater. She is literally the answer to my prayers, and cute to boot.

I'm 6'5" and shrinking (used to be taller, but I have terrible posture. Recent visits to the doc puts me at 6 foot 4, but I don't believe it). My ideal weight would be somewhere around 200. I am far from ideal: As of December 27, 2016, I am nearly 250 lbs., probably the heaviest I have ever been. My wife has gone through an incredible weight loss transformation in 2016, so I’m hoping she can coach me with my diet. My short term goal was to be at 210 by tax day 2017, but at this point, I’ll set my sights on a more reasonable 220.

I'm a New Jersey native who has lived in Indiana since 1995. At some point, my mindset changed, and I started thinking of Indiana as home. I still follow the New York football teams, except when they play the Colts. At one point, I considered myself as a Jersey boy who is living in Indiana, but now I’m more of a Hoosier who used to live in the New York area. I miss my family in NJ, but I’ve drifted away from most of my friends. Thank heavens for social media, or I’d never communicate with any of them.

After several years of discontent, I think I consider myself happy. I'm nearly 50, and feel like I still have a lot of life to live, not to mention a lot of lessons to learn.