About Jeffool

The Games.
I was first amazed with video games when my father brought home an Atari 2600 in 1983. But he wouldn’t let me play it for fear I’d break it. He didn’t want to risk a three year old breaking his new toy; makes sense to me. But eventually I got to play, and I never really put the controller down. From Atari 2600 to the Nintendo, Commodore 64, SNES, Genesis, PC, N64, Playstation, Dreamcast, Xbox, PS2, Xbox 360, Nintendo DS, and where ever else gaming takes me in the future… Though I may often hate them in their polished forms, their potential is mindblowingly captivating. I even took two years (2003-2004) to attend Full Sail, in attempt to make them. That didn’t quite pan out. But I know I’ll never get away from these damn things. I love them.

The Work.
Apart from the requisite two years in food (Subway) I worked a summer as an industrial plumber, and another in a hardware store. After high school I worked for four years at a local TV station (then DMA 147). I quickly went from teleprompter operator to Studio Manager. (My coworkers eventually admitted they mockingly called me “the golden child” behind my back, and assumed I was related to someone. I was not.) I worked there for four years. Then I took two years off to attend college for computer science (2003 – 2004; see above). When that didn’t work out, I returned to WALB in late 2004. In 2006 I changed tracks at the same employer, from the Studio Manager to a News Producer. It was my job to choose, write, rewrite, and edit the news as I saw fit. I continued to produce a morning news show until August 26th, 2011. After that show, I was fired for visiting a website my employer thought inappropriate, but I felt relevant to the story. Rumor has it the next two people to take that role after me both quit. I find that funny. I then did similar work in Anchorage, Alaska at KTUU for a time.

The Future.
I’ve spent a lot of my life at one employer. I’m looking for a new one. If you know of one, let me know. I’d like to find a job in which I continue to write.

For the record, anything on this blog is purely my opinion at best, and at worst, object of my rage due to a combination of dumb-heads, transference, and self-loathing. Nothing I say here is not meant to be comprehensively representative of any position I may hold, or at all of any person or organization save myself. But, for the record, I do hate that I’m required to put this on my personal blog. What’s next? A tattoo on my forehead disavowing my owners employers from any fault of any of my wrongdoing? That’s silly. You don’t want to live in that world, and neither do I.

Also, I can be found on Google+ here.