A Phoenix native, born and raised a Suns fan, I once got clipped on the skull by a foul tip at a Phoenix Firebirds game back when I was in fourth grade. This explains a great deal about me, but not nearly enough.
A few years ago I discovered that I was meant to be a photographer, and a bizarre series of events has landed me here. I'm don't believe in fate by any name, so I'll just nod and smile and tell the universe to rock on.
And go Suns/Merc/Cards/Dbacks/Cats (and assuming the Cats suck like normal, Devils too).