My name is Ryan Daniel Fretz, I use it fully for specificity, but people easily call me Ryan. I live in NE Portland, Oregon. The Wilshire-Beaumont neighborhood, in a small rental house that I share with my wife Katherine Tyler, our toddler son Leroy James, and two cats: SNES and Manola. Our backyard has a large doug fir, brick patio and a fire pit. We live a half block from a park. Our home is good here in PDX.
We came from SLC, Utah in the summer of 2007. The night we pulled up our loaded Penske, towing Dr. VW Golf, was the same summer night as the World Naked Bike ride. We have loved this city ever since. It's charm, natural beauty, people and rain all.
I like space, multidimensional travels, Tron is a favorite film, so is Fight Club. Right now I am only reading Hemmingway, For Whom the Bell Tolls… Only limits my recreational reading only.
I am currently caught up in the self-serving affairs of my mind and the demands I place on my body. Being mostly the care of the family, our household, and calendars. I limit my hobbies as best I can for scheduling reasons, so I find myself excited and eager to be back in school after these years.
Night classes right now: Writing 212 and Math 112. My birthday is December 12, 1982 and on that date 2012 I turned 30, so twelve has always been a special number for me. I figure that I am getting to do 2012 all over again in some ways. Though each present moment is important, I sometimes would take a redo. I am looking forward to the challenge of this term.
I suffer from vanity and vice. I am a hard critique. More inside than out, but a blunt open mouth will often recount from me. Others often see the image we project, I am aware of this, thus forgiving of each others' masks and shortcuts. My keen eye for vanity is my shield, I use vice to maintain the courage and composure.
