Jeffrey PC Lee, first generation Chinese-American born and raised in the Midwest heartland. The only son of two wonderful parents. I can only describe my childhood as "Beyond the Valley of the Wonder Years". My earliest memory is of a bologna sandwich, which I am told, were an early obsession of mine. Everything between that moment and today is pretty much a blur. Although I do catch snippets of the past when my life flashes before my eyes every time I try and cross Comm Ave or eat a Happy Meal.

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As it has been with most of us, my life has been a path carved by a chain of coincidence, happenstance and karmic retribution. I arrived in Boston, a freshly minted grad from the University of Illinois after indulging in five months of Blue Highways existence. Ever since, I have been working steadily at collecting knick-knacks and filling bookshelves. While my tennis game has gotten worse, other aspects have fared much better. I still derive much joy out of an old 'Mats tune, a good read or a tasty meal (that's a good meal, not a meal at the Tasty).

Listmongers clamor, "WHADDABOUT BOOKS!?! WHADDABOUT BANDS!?! WHADDABOUT FOOD!?! GIVE US LISTS, IT IS THE MOST BASIC LAW OF THE WEB!!! GIVE US LISTS, GIVE US LINKS, GIVE US LISTS OF LINKS OR LINKS OF LISTS!!!". One day soon, I will type the HTML for said lists, maybe, just maybe, I'll just post some of my old undergrad poetry. If that doesn't send you scrambling for the BACK button, you're too tough for me. BYE.