I think it went something like this…

I went off to college with aspirations of obtaining a degree in some type of engineering/architecture, but when I got there, I became disenchanted with all of the rules and rigidity associated with these fields.

Throughout highschool and college, I was an avid guitar player. I was in a rock band that was making absolutely no money and we were forced to embrace the DIY ethic tied to punk rock ideology. After scraping together the money to record a demo, my drummer (a graphic design student at another local university) showed the artwork for the demo to myself and other bandmates that he had created on his old Macintosh. I have been hooked (maybe "obsessed" is a better word) ever since. I had discovered a field that actually gives you rules that are open to interpretation and are intended to be bent (and sometimes broken).

"Curiosity may have killed the cat, but it has proven itself to be my great ally."

I proceeded to pursue a BA in graphic design and dedicated myself to becoming the best print designer I could be. Unfortunately, it happened again. I became bored and began searching for my next endeavor. My natural urge to tinker with things as well as my curiosity began to take over. How was the internet built? How do you get the art from your hard drive to a place where all the world can see it? I cracked open a book on HTML one day and I haven't stopped tinkering since.