He was studying philosophy in Central America, after his Norwegian Punk band broke-up, when he met his wife, who was on a five-day vacation from Baja.
His professors told him to chase her, so he left town days before the tail of Hurricane Katrina leveled his town.
When he found her, she told him she was moving to Berkeley to get her Masters in design.
So he moved here, and got a job at a movie theater.
Though the most dramatic life gets these days is probably skateboarding, he is far more entertaining than any movie at the playhouse tonight.
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