"I'd rather buy than be one.  What does that mean?" 
-Rock Earle
 

It is rumored that the not-so-localized energy field commonly referred to as "Rock Earle" disappeared from southern California in 1978 after an ignominious defeat by Science at a prestigious University there, reappearing soon thereafter as a commercial real estate Broker in the "Golden Corridor" between Tucson and Phoenix, a heap of hubris littering Interstate 8 in his wake.

Discovering that Liquid Personality was a huge aid in his new life in Business, he sought after the infamy of the sodden, until he discovered that he couldn't drink it all - they'd just brew more.

Never comfortable with the base pursuit of personal wealth, he started traveling, willy-nilly and in a spendthrift  manner, in 1999;  some say it was because of a Woman, others caught glimpses, from time to time, of his sanity limping off into the desert piecemeal.  Friends are of no help - he reputedly had only 1½.   Knowing him as I do, which is not very well at all -  who does? -  I suspect he was just bored and looking for the new New.

Nonetheless, he now tells me he's trying to make the transition from "working hard" to "hardly working;"  I think he thinks that People care about his silly little stories, and is therefore, to the contrary, working himself to death traveling just to write about it.

Perhaps the best that can be said about him is that he has a stellar imagination;  don't believe everything you read.   If there were only some way to stop him - nay, by reading this, you're just encouraging him in his Quixotic pursuits.

Enjoy anyway...

                                                                               -  Wilson B. Dedman  2004