My name is Michael Robinson, and I live in a small town between the bustling metropolis of Atlanta and the learned city of Athens. I’m a photographer by trade, and a writer by hobby. Somehow, the hobby pays better. But I like doing both!
So who am I? Well, that’s a long, boring story that involves harrowing forest adventures, close calls with violent lunatics, years of thinking I was straight while repressing evidence that was screaming at me to accept myself for who I am, and working through an enormous amount of anger and resentment before settling on being a typical geek who tries to be empathetic and kind, and who tries to listen when he fails.
Some labels are useful. Here are a few I identify with:
A note about missing posts.
Sometimes people link my posts from somewhere else. As much as I appreciate it, this can put me in a bind when they link to something I decide to cull from my archives. Sometimes I see an old post and decide it’s either out of date or too far off from my current views. I might revisit the idea in the future, but I prefer to remove it in the mean time.