Mr. Goot
Dave. Just another guy with a variety of interests and quirks. Who happens to have 'just another' personal web site. Welcome.
Born and raised in north central Ohio, semi-retired and now living along the Colorado Rocky Mountain front range. Married, dog owner, avid bicycle rider, homebrewer plus beer and bourbon drinker, voracious reader, volunteer web master for a few non-profits, amateur photographer (although, I suppose, technically a "professional" having sold a few pix at juried exhibitions), amateur information technology buff: that would about sum things up in a nutshell.
So, what's with this 'Big Goot' stuff? A corruption of the phrase "big goof" that occured when, being a good 'future husband', I wired some flowers to my sweetheart from Vandenburg AFB while on my first USAF Space Command IG inspection in 1998. The accompanying card should have read "blah, blah, blah…'I love you, your Big Goof'". The card arrived and was signed with "I love you, your Big Goot". Thus the 'inside' joke was born and has lived on ever since. And so it goes…
Well, there is not much else to add, so, for whatever reason that brings you here, enjoy.
— The Big Goot (May 08, 2010)