Dan Forsberg's Passions
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Dan Forsberg's Bio
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I'm a simple man, a man for the millennium, digital and smoke-free. A diversified multicultural postmodern deconstructionist. Politically, anatomically, and ecologically incorrect. I've been uplinked and downloaded, I've been inputted and outsourced, I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading. I'm a high-tech lowlife. A cutting-edge, state-of-the-art, bicoastal multitasker and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond. I'm new wave, but I'm old school, and my inner child is outward bound. I'm a hot-wired, heat-seeking, warm-hearted cool customer, voice-activated and biodegradable. I interface with my database, and my database is in cyberspace, so I'm interactive, I'm hyperactive, and from time to time I'm radioactive. Behind the eight ball, but ahead of the curve, riding the waves, dodging bullets and pushing the envelope. I'm on point, on task, on message, and off track. I'm in the moment, on the edge, over the top, but under the radar.
A a top-gun bottom feeder that wears power ties, can fix power lines, takes power naps and runs victory laps. A raging workaholic; a working rageaholic. I'm an unbeliever and an optimistic over-achiever, laid-back but fashion forward. An up front, down to earth, low-maintenance high-rent realist. I'm gender-specific, capital-intensive, user-friendly, use ALL CAPS in my E-Mail, and consumer of hardcore software. I buy microwaves at mini malls and mini vans at mega stores. I eat slow cooked food in the fast lane. I'm toll-free, bite-sized, ready-to-wear, and I come in all sizes. A fully-equipped, factory-authorized, hospital-tested, clinically-proven, scientifically formulated medical miracle. I've been pre-washed, pre-cooked, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged, post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrapped, vacuum-packed, and I have an unlimited broadband capacity. I'm a rude dude, but I'm the real deal, lean and mean. Rough tough and hard to bluff. I take it slow, I go with the flow, I ride with the tide, I got glide in my stride. I don't snooze, so I don't lose. I keep the pedals to the metal and the rubber on the road. I laugh at spilled milk, I party hearty, and lunch time is crunch time. I'm hanging in, there ain't no doubt. And I'm hanging tough, over and out.