Story of My Life in 250 Words or Less

My story starts with the death of my grandpa, or at least that's what I like to think spurred my coming into existence.  See, he gassed himself in a Pontiac Bonniville while my Grandma and Aunt were at church in April 1980.  9 1/2 months later, I was born.  So I figured I was conceived over mourning sex.  Maybe some strange realignment of neurons in my parents' brains over the death helped bring their failing marriage together after 11 years (babyless).  I came into the world riding a toy scooter down the streets of Kansas City.  My childhood was spent loving the people I grew up with but never really being accepted.  I played in bands, smoked cigarettes, other things... Got a degree from OSU in 2004 and several long term yet terminal relationships-friends and lovers.  Moved to Norman, but not to go to school.  Met Paul Kriley.  That in itself is something special.  Acquired a super awesome friend named Lyndsie.  Went to work at OCCC to fund my obsessions with music and such.  Living in OKC in 2007, an ice storm took everything down for a week.  When the power came back on, Kendra was in my life, so we got a house together a year later.  That move was like setting off an A-Bomb for her side of the family.  Eventually, as Shakespeare would put, time unraveled our problems, and we got hitched in 2012, which is the same year I started taking blood-pressure meds for my hypertension.

250 words-read 'em and weep