As opposed to the other bios you've probably seen, mine is going live up to only 50% of it's potential greatness while taking up twice the space. It's the story of my life. I resided in Wakefield, NH for the first part of my life, but I prefer to ignore that despite the vast emotional attachment I have to certain things about the town. I went to Paris, Spain, Africa, Germany, and realized that in the end no matter what they tell you, life's experiences add up to zip. Your only claims to fame are these: the sex was great, the wine flowed like water, you held your own against the world, and, most importantly, you found your reasons. Although I'm yet to find mine, I know I'm well on my way. And even if I'm not, I can still look you in the eye and tell you to fuck off. As for this Table Yeti site, there have been numerous occasions, at least two, where I was consulted for various reasons. I think I have the right to say I started the newsletter bug that seems to have infected some of my friends. And, with that in mind, I would be a bad person if I neglected to mention my two true loves. The first is Torquita, my car. She'll die soon; I'll be sad to see her go. The second love of my life? The GRN. The Gregg Rapoza Newsletter. Check out the site, asap. Then send a request to subscribe to GRNHQ@hotmail.com and tell them Greggness sent you. Sorry to have wasted your time. Out.

Well, here's the second version of my bio, as requested by YF. What the YF asks of Table Yeti Members, the YF often gets of us. Of course, usually it's a few weeks or months after the asking. But anyway, what sort of wisdom will I give you 50% of this time around? Just watch. Again, my personal history for those who didn't see the first version. Born and raised in Wakefield. I have inhaled and exhaled several times, and besides that I haven't really done anything that important beyond the GRN. Ah, the GRN. The pioneer of the personal newsletter scene. grnhq.tripod.com/tableyeti/grnhq for those who would like to revel in its glory. Then subscribe at GRNHQ@hotmail.com. Then, having done that, fuck yourself. I attend glorious UNH, where hockey is king, and I have a sweet ass digital video camera which shall be used in many a fine ass french movie. I often like to

*NOTE: I would like to apologize for only writing 50% of a bio, but I