Scott is a Canadian, although we're not entirely sure that's why he's so passionate about life, music, and Red Wings hockey. He's managed to turn a desire to compile the perfect mixed-tape (now CD, for you age-ists) into a career. Imagine. Life, he says, comes down to just that anyway. Who knows, maybe you're wrong... again- you should be used to that by now.
He went to schools, as the law says we all must, and did better than you, or anyone else who'd gone to college in Florida, ever. This is another reason why you, almost assuredly, have more friends than he does. Confoundingly though, he's not interested in those sorts of contests. If you are, well, you don't interest him.
He's not a very good tennis player, so there's that, but he does sweat a lot, which can freak out his opponents... not enough for him to beat them, but enough.
Convinced of many things, as the truly annoying can be, he mostly doesn't choose to discuss them, as that can be so tiring, especially with those who don't understand. Talk about living in the wrong age. Come to think of it, we're still waiting for that age, aren't we? The best of us are. The rest are, well, inconsequential, as things go.
His father raced cars professionally, very successfully. Imagine his disappointment when Scott's life hinged on The Beatles and Sex Pistols. There are the Hot Wheels, but we're kidding no one with that nonsense.
All of that aside, he has developed exquisite tastes, in film, music, and we'll not talk about the shoes.
Hockey Team: Red Wings
Food: Orange Peel Tofu
Hot Wheel: VW
Trois Couleurs: Blue
Leon the Professional
Ocean’s Eleven (Soderbergh)
Waking the Dead
All the President’s Men
Waiting for Guffman
How to Steal a Million
Breakfast at Tiffany’s
Jesus & Mary Chain
The Grapes of Wrath/Ginger
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