Please give a short bio of yourself for our
readers.
I�m a 58-year old retired rocket scientist. I was
born in Washington DC while my father was an Army
firearms instructor at Fort Belvoir and then I grew up
in Nebraska. Then I spent 32 years as a rocket
scientist at the Naval Air Test Center in southern
Maryland, developing fearsome weapons so that our
great and glorious nation can intimidate those grubby
little petroleum exporting countries into selling us
cheap oil to fuel our gigantic smoke-belching 6-ton
SUV�s that clog up the highways and run my puny little
bicycle off the road. Then, about a year after
retirement eligibility, I finally decided, hey, what
am I still doing here working for 38% of my salary?
They�ll pay me 62% of my salary just because they
can�t prove I�m dead yet! So I retired when I was
only 56.
Why did you choose this username?
When I started doing chat rooms, I tried to use
ErrantKnight but that�s such an unoriginal name. Too
many other people had already been using it. Then I
tried to be ErroneousKnight, but that exceeds the
12-letter limit imposed by some chat rooms. So I
tried OrneryKnight. Well, that was okay, but then I
decided OrneryPest sounded better.
Why do you keep a diary online?
I was inspired by about four other diaries (only one
of whom is still active) and about how they could
present their opinions and still be fun to read. So I
decided to try it for myself.
How important do you think a layout is for a
web-based diary? Would
you
also comment on yours?
Well, a layout has gotta be readable, and has gotta
look okay on both the Microsoggy and Netscrape
bruisers. Mine slightly falls short at this point.
It looks okay on the screen, but if you try to do a
printout with Netscrape Navelgazer the printout comes
out all wrong. Since I generally use Netscrape for
myself, this upsets me. But anyhow, I started out
with a layout that stacked 32 entries all at once over
on one page of my Geocities site. Then I figured I
didn�t like that very well, so I moved over to Diary
Land, leaving the original diary page as a Diary Intro
page. I started out with a standard template and just
started making changes a little at a time, and I�m
sure I�ll keep on making changes from time to time.
You can still detect vestiges of the original
template. Oh by the way, I like the Diary Land
templates reasonably well. The only problem is there
are only a few of them so you get tired of seeing them
over and over and over . and . over . and .(yawn).
I was reading with fascination about your belief
system. Would you
share
this with our readers, and how you came about adopting
this belief
system?
I was raised in a �Church Is Good For You! It Just
Is!� sort of family upbringing, not quite
Bible-thumpers, but close to it. By the time I was
about eight years old I started realizing I was gonna
hafta relinquish either religious belief or power of
rational thought, and I decided to try to hang onto
rational thought because it�s more fun. I began to
think the Bible was mostly a mishmash of fairy tales
and primitive superstition, Christian morality is a
weird combination of hateful spite and meaningless
self-flagellation, Jesus as presented in the Gospels
was a nice guy but sorta dim-witted, and the Holy
Trinity is a logically impossible convolution. So,
although I continue to participate in one of the more
liberal wings of Christianity just for fun, I believe
whatever I want to. And I don�t expect any other sane
and rational person to agree with me. Hey, if two
people agree on everything, one of them oughta be
replaced by a burnt-out light bulb!
I see you are an avid gardener, an accomplished
woodworker, and a bike
enthusiast! Share with us if you will, how you
latched on to these
three
hobbies�and how much time you devote to these three
hobbies.
Well, I suppose you could add a fourth hobby, reading,
maybe one of these days I�ll put up some pictures of
my walls and walls full of books. Gardening is fun,
now that I�ve got the space to do it. My total garden
size is 97 X 101 feet, about a quarter of that is
physically �under the spade� and I use all manual
digging, no rototiller or other smoke-belching power
equipment. Bicycling is freedom. My first bicycle
was my father�s old bike that he had bought for $1
when he ran away from home during the depression.
I�ve now done Cycle Across Maryland for seven years in
a row, the last two years as a volunteer ride leader.
I�m a member of one of our local bike clubs, the
Patuxent Area Cycling Enthusiasts. I do a lot of
riding by myself, and I host a short little ride every
Tuesday evening for our club and anybody else who
wants to show up. I think I�m familiar with every rut
and pothole on every road in Calvert County Maryland.
Woodworking is fun. My father had a rather large wood
shop when I was little, and when I got into the
seventh grade and took Wood Shop Class, I knew more
than the teacher did. I�ve built book cases, beds,
dressers, cabinets, hymnal holders for our church
pews, an Altar Linen cabinet for the Ladies Guild of
our church, and just lotsa stuff.
Tell us about your Childhood�and how you have
evolved into the
�OrneryPest� that you are today!
Well, I certainly don�t take after my father. In his
career he�s been a fruit cannery worker, a firearms
instructor, an air traffic controller, an aircraft
engine mechanic, a bricklayer, a building contractor,
a telephone lineman, a cream truck driver, a
television repairman, a college physics professor, and
a piano tuner. Somehow I got used to never knowing
from one day to the next how to answer the question,
�What does your daddy do for a living.� So I went off
and stuck with one job for a 32-year career.
Okay - every interview has it�s silly, nonsense
question�so
here�s
yours: Who really wears the pants in your family
ornery�you or your
wife! and why?
Hey, we�ve both got closets full of pants! Both of us
are pretty independent people. Neither of us can
dominate the other and we�ve both got sense enough not
to try. But I wish I coulda been there in 1992 when
my wife bought our old 1992 Honda Accord. She went to
the dealer alone to select the car, and then I went up
later to add my signature to the deal. The salesman
told me all about it. It seems that my wife strolled
up to the salesman and said, �Hey you, sell me that
white one over there!� And he answered, �I�m sorry,
Ma�am, but that�s a stick shift. I�m sure you�d
really prefer an automatic, wouldn�t you?� So she
grabbed him by the collar and shook him and said,
�What�s the matter, you big jerk! You think a woman
can�t drive real gears?� But anyhow my wife is
wonderful. We don�t agree on much of anything but we
don�t feel we need to agree on anything.